Felix let out a frustrated sigh as he collapsed back onto the wafer bed, his attempts at trying to break out of the dungeon only led to him fixing the bars at the window making them stronger and fixer and practically impossible to break.
He had been there for what seemed like hours, the only thing that had happened was some sort of explosion; Felix had linked it to Calhoun potentially finding and destroying the Cy-bug that Ralph had bought along with him but even that had occurred a while ago. What happened since? Had Calhoun left, leaving him behind to rot in this cell? Not that she knew he was in here but still, and where was Ralph in all of this? He couldn't help but feel just a little angry at the thought of the older male, it was technically his fault that Felix was in the predicament he was in.
But if there was one that thing being locked up gave him, it was time, or in this case, time to think. Thinking about Ralph and how he had been acting over the last few days (?), heck, even how he himself had been acting towards the other for the last thirty years, he couldn't fault Ralph's behaviour or actions, he just wanted to be treated nice for a change, after all it wasn't his fault that he ended up programmed to be the bad guy. Besides being a bad guy doesn't necessarily make him a bad guy.
Felix let out a tired sigh. He wondered if it was worth going Turbo over though. If he didn't find a way out of this cell and find Ralph soon, then that was it for their game, and possibly for them too. He never thought this would happen, after thirty years he figured they'd be around forever... He just hoped that, just incase, the nicelanders get out ok, he even hoped Ralph would be ok... where ever he was.
Shaking his head of such negative thoughts, Felix reprimanded himself, these aren't the right sort of thoughts to be thinking in a time like this! He was Fix it Felix Jr from the game Fix it Felix Jr, if there was one thing he could do it was fix things, particularly Ralph's mess.
Standing up from the bed, a determined look came over his face as he began to think of different ways he could escape, however the look of determination passed as an apprehensive one took its place when the sound of keys clinking and a door unlocking reached his ears.