There was no news about him for weeks. He searched for past articles as well, and still came up blank. The only thing relatively close was a piece of news about the fire at his house, but that was it for a while.
But finally, there was something.
He had apparently gotten a job as a clown, amusing crowds of people despite his jester-like attire. He was quickly growing in popularity, and finally became famous enough for the news to care about him. He was to perform at the Ragedome this week, and Veneer thought this to be the perfect time to talk to him. If he talked to him before the show, maybe he could tell his friend what he's been up to all of these years.
Veneer never thought he would go back to the Ragedome, but here he was. It all depended on when he wasn't preparing for or doing his show. He went down the halls, trying to find which door belonged to Cobbie. Somebody opened a door he knocked on and gave him a really dirty look.
"Sorry! I'm just trying to find a friend."
"You aren't even supposed to be back here."
"I know, I know! Do you know where I can find Cobblestone?"
"Who?"
Veneer showed him a picture of Cobblestone.
"That guy? He's not on until a few more hours. You're too early, kid. I suggest you get out of here before a guard catches you and you can't come back and see your friend."
"Wait, you know him...but you don't?"
"Calls himself Fizzy here."
"Fizzy?"
"Yeah. Off his favorite soda. Kind of a cute name, in my opinion."
He closed the door.
Veneer tapped the side of his fist into his palm. "Fizzy Apple! Of course he would do that. But where is he now?"
He left the building. He wandered around Mount Ragous for a while before deciding to go home and take a break. He'd return to the Ragedome later.