The feet didn't know what to do!

Now that they knew an E.S.O Procedure was immanent, Toesy and Wriggy just decided...to do nothing. Wriggy sighed, "Come on, Toesy. Let's just go home..." The two feet then full on detached themselves from Jack's legs as they slowly walked away. Jack watched them as they were about to walk out of the studio, but before they did...he scurried over to them. "Look. I know you both feel sad about what happened...and I can tell!"

"But Jack, listen!" Toesy exclaimed, "We were REALLY excited to do this! This...has now become our destiny! But now that this has happened..." The two feet began welling up in tears, "We can't do it! It's too late!" And then, Wriggy sided with him. "He's right! Our dreams of being on TV have been crushed! Reduced to atoms!" And then...the feet started crying! Jack was deeply concerned for them! What could he do to make them feel happy?!

He then looked up into the gallery where he could see several technicians scrambling around like what seemed like headless chickens. He then looked to the sobbing feet. Then back into the gallery, and then to the feet...and then, he had an idea! He picked them up and held them in his arms. "I know what you can do..." he smiled at them, "No...whatever you do...it won't work..." Toesy explained, tearfully.

Jack then said something he knew they would like. "No...it's not about what I can do...it's what YOU can do!" The two feet looked at Jack..."But...what can we do?" Wriggy asked. Jack explained all about the problem. "So...if you two go up to the gallery, maybe you can help the techies with this problem..."

Though **** at first, Toesy and Wriggy jumped onto the floor and decided that, yes, they were willing to help! Jack smiled as he watched them leave the studio and head up to the gallery! Sitting back on the desk...it was up to them! "Good luck, guys...the fate of the channel rests on your soles..."

The feet finally made it into the gallery where things were not going well. None of the tech boffins knew why the entire playout system went on the blink. The system in question was a Playbox NEO X-500 TV Playout system, dubbed the Tertiary On-Air Systematic Telecaster, or T.O.A.S.T for short.

They stared up at the huge monolith, which looked like some kind of supercomputer! "So..." Wriggy thought, "All we have to do is fix this..." Toesy, upon looking at all the buttons and switches and knobs and knockers and bells and whistles, thought that this task was not going to be that easy. "Umm, bro? How do we know what's wrong with it? We didn't even see what happened..."

Wriggy examined the machine. "That's true...but at least we might be able to get somewhat of an idea if we have a look around..." The two feet walked around the machine several times before Wriggy came to a conclusion. "Maybe we need to get higher up..." Wriggy leapt onto a higher shelf of the hulking behemoth. Toesy, who was still on the floor, looked up and watched his brother attempt to get a closer look.

Upon closer inspection...he still couldn't see what was wrong with it. Wriggy leapt back down to join Toesy as he sighed. "Nothing...I can't find anything wrong with it...". Toesy, usually being the not so bright one, looked back up. "Maybe I should go up and check." but Wriggy was quick to but in! "No! It's too dangerous! You might fall and hurt yourself!" That just made Toesy very angry. "YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT!" he snapped, "Wherever we go, it's always 'Don't do this!' or 'Don't touch that!' Well, ya know what! I am sick to **** of it!" Toesy clenched his toes into a fist...he was ready to fight!

He then hopped all the way to the far end of the gallery room and began charging at Wriggy with great speed! Wriggy thought quickly and dived out of the way! But then...

CLANG!

Toesy bumped right into the metal shelving unit on which the T.O.A.S.T sat. Now all dazed and confused, Toesy stopped feeling angry. "Bro, are you okay?" Wriggy asked, "Yeah...I'm fine. I'm sorry for snapping at you like that." Wriggy smiled. "That's okay. But...what did you hit?" Toesy also wondered the exact same thing. "Y'know...I'm not sure...all I was heard was a loud clang...maybe it was something like a pillar..."

Wriggy then looked up at the T.O.A.S.T, which was now flashing like normal again. Surprised at the outcome, he turned to Toesy. "Toesy...you...you genius." He gasped. "Huh? I'm a genius...how?" he wondered. Wriggy explained everything! "Maybe when you bumped into the metal shelving, that caused a vibration which then caused the system's internal hard drive to begin an automatic reboot and the Quad-Core CPU was re-aligned to allow the electromagnetic signal to enter the processor, thus returning the entire system back to its point of origin, thus allowing the VT to end!" Toesy was just...confused, as if Wriggy had just said about a million things, all at once. "Umm...you kinda lost there..."

He decided to explain it in a more simplified way as they made their way back into the studio. "You know when a CD starts like...skipping?" He asked Toesy, "Yeah?" He answered, "Well..." Wriggy continued, "In order to get it to stop skipping, you just need to give it a bump. And that's exactly what you did! You bumped into the T.O.A.S.T and stopped it from skipping." Toesy's eyes widened! "So...in a way...I...saved the channel?" Wriggy giggled, "Indeed you have..."