Chapter 9

"These tunnels are awesome Wally!" Backpack exclaimed as they walked through the complex maze of passages.

"Tell that to Shovel, he dug them," said Wally.

"Wait a minute," said Backpack "there are others like us on this crazy human-ruled planet?"

"Sorry Backpack, I can't tell you anything else. Once we get to the Grand Hotel Central, L.T. will explain it all," said Wally.

"L.T.? You mean the San Diego Chargers running-back?" Backpack asked.

"No way silly. Laptop. The President of the Supposedly Inanimate Object Association. The SIOA for short," answered Wally.

"Oh..." said Backpack, "wait another second, there is a whole society of inanimate objects?! Oh-yeah! Uh-huh!" Backpack danced around. "We're not alone! Oh-Yeah!"

Backpack kept singing his little celebration song and was about to drive Wally crazy when Wally finally announced, "We're here, so please be quiet."

Wally pushed open the door and Backpack saw a well-lit room full of household items, tools and even a refrigerator. They were playing board games, eating ice cream, and there was even an X-box who's controllers where moving around by themselves.
"Sweet!" exclaimed Backpack as he entered the room "those controllers really know how to play!"

Every one in the room turned to look at Backpack and Wally and when they saw that it was just Wally and some wacky teenage backpack, they all went back to their games. Then a Laptop walked over.

"Hello, you must be Backpack. My name is Laptop but you can call me L.T. Nice to meet you. I've been running the SIOA for three years and thanks to our scouts, Wally, Binoculars and Pocket Watch, we've found fourteen SIO's since I've been here. Anyway welcome to the club."