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I was a what now..?

Author's note: Requested story! (Requester and idea seen above in image!^^)
Shoutout to them! Their idea is really cool! :D

Events shown do not take place in any HFJone episode events, setting is in Bryce's apartment and time is during the events of one.
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Texty's POV

Another day.. I wonder what Liam and Bryce are up to now? Probably arguing again or something, their relationship is odd. But hey, their helping each other out and that's cool. They'll get everyone home, right? Their angry at each other but their also inseparable, they don't back down from each other's sides somehow. That's admirable, an uneasy friendship that still remains strong. Soon enough we'll take down Airy, all together. At least I hope so, but, this kind of relationship.. It feels so, familiar, like I've been in this sort of situation before, except I wasn't the one in the laptop. The laptop, have I seen it for myself before? Where are these thoughts coming from- I haven't felt like this before through my current time with these two- and with Bradley and his... Son. Son, sun. Sun? The sun is warm right? Of course it is, it overheats the laptop sometimes and it sucks- but, it also feels like I've been under it's warmth without a problem before, sunbathing, like the cats in those videos I watch, cats. Their fluffy, cute, and they scratched, I totally haven't been scratched by a cat before cause I'm just a textbox- in a laptop.. How'd I even get here? Sense when were textboxes even sentient?? Textboxes aren't objects- nor are they.. Human? Human.. That sounds so familiar, have I been called human before? Have I felt the soft fur of a cat for myself before.. I can't even touch anything, what am I thinking- thinking.. That's what humans and objects here do- holy cat on catnip Texty KEEP IT TOGETHER!! Stop it with these kinds of thoughts!! I'm not an object!! I'm not a human!! I'M A TEXTBOX!! A TEXTBOX!! ONE IN A LAPTOP!! I'm not, any of them, I'm not like Liam and Bryce, I am a simple textbox in a laptop, an AI! Like folder! I'm helpful and that's it, I swear I better not be having an identity crisis right now I swear, I'm a textbox, I'm a textbox!! I'm a friendly textbox in a laptop!!.. But I feel like I've typed on keys before like Liam and Bryce, I feel like I've drove, peddled, swam. Walked, ran, and breathed, I feel like I've flexed out my limbs before, but it's so.. Distant, a blur, an intruding memory. Memory? Only humans and these, objects think! Why am I acting like this- what's going on!! Where am I!! What happened to my actual body!! STOP IT TEXTY! These thoughts aren't going to help with going against Airy with Liam and Bryce, I'll be a held support, an information giver, held. Hold, I've held something before, plates, cups, so many things, I didn't just type- I wrote. Why is this all coming back so suddenly, I'm confused!! Is this a trick?!?!? I don't like this!!
I try looking around for Liam and Bryce to at least tell them something about this, THAT'S NOT HELPFUL TEXTY!! You don't complain! You help! I'm a textbox, not a human disturbed by their new surroundings- GRRRAHHH!! I feel like I'm going to foam at the fricking mouth!! I don't have a mouth!! I cannot feel sick- I am not scared, I am not confused. I didn't hold anything, no no I did- I did all those things Liam and Bryce do, but with a body not like theirs- what body-, where, what happened. 
I'm confused, I'm frightened. I'd shiver if I could, I feel like I've shivered so many times before, have I cried? Have I felt pain before? Heart break? This is so god damn WEIRD!! 
I don't like this. But I swear I used to something more then a textbox, I need to talk to someone, I need to know what I truly am. I am not insane!! I am not, I'm just lost, confused, scared. Why am I feeling these emotions.
I'm,

I'm not an ordinary textbox, am I.
dear god. I want to go home.. But this is my home! I'm forever bond to this laptop, and I don't know WHY I am! I'm supposed to be typing on this thing with- fingers! Yeah! Fingers!! I'm supposed to feel everything and move alongside my companions, my friends! Instead of being held under arm! How am I supposed to react? Should I just, go back to watching videos and forget this ever happened? I'm, I'm so god damn confused. I hate this feeling, yet hate is a sentient and dumb thing to do. But, everyone can be dumb. And that includes stupid little textboxes like me who don't know if their what or not!! Augh!! Stop it Texty!!.. 
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Texty isn't my actual name, Airy gave it to me. Textbox isn't my name either.
What was my name. My real name, my HUMAN. Name. I don't remember much but I also remember TONS at the same time, Jesus Christ I feel like I'm going to overload and crash the laptop, I feel it suddenly overheating, and I'm disturbed, I've felt this heat outside the screen before, I've felt the burning sensation.
What happened to me, what am I doing.
I need someone to talk to about this. Where are those two objects.. No, no. Where are Liam and Bryce.
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Backpack and Soda bottle?
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Can this stop already, I just want to help out, but these emotions are human, everything feels so HUMAN. Batch two knows what it's like to be around humans, humans are so familiar to me, I haven't seen them in the laptop yet, but, I feel like I was talking to them in a non-digital way. I remember it all, conversations, birthdays, interviews, shows, cartoons, speeches! Riots, protests! When war broke out across the earth and it was all static arguing. Have I, lost my body?
Did I. Die and come back as something I'm not?

I did, didn't I. 
I don't want to know this. I never did.
I'm already so tired, but I need to help Liam and Bryce on their mission, I need to be selfless,
Not selfish. Selfish is a human thing, I'm not a human.
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Not anymore.

I can't complain over this, that's not helpful. Textboxes are helpful.
And I'm a textbox now for the rest of my new-digital life.


(THE MAYBE END TO THIS REQUEST STORY!)
Author's note:

If you have any other suggestions for your/this request feel free to comment them below!
I also apologize if this is too dramatic or something like that, I go over the top a lot of times :')

Thank you for reading, and thank you for the request!^^