“Hur hur hur, I’m a cranky old man who doesn’t sleep
until I pass out and drinks more sugar in coffee then coffee, hur, hur, hur.”
Hana, who was already laughing hysterically, almost burst
into tears as she kept recording Jack flailing around like an idiot. The only
thing, besides the blatant out of character behavior for Jack was the trickle
of black smoke coming out from his mask. That and the number of people just
standing there laughing.
“I’m not yer father but I’ll sure act like a crusty old
dad scrapped out of the bottom of the bin, hur, hur, hur,” Jack grumbled,
comically stomping his feet. “Clean your room, crush your teeth, call me ‘sir’!”
“It’s just like him!” Hana wheezed.
“GOLF!” Jack shouted, “Socks and sandals, tuna fish casserole,
“I can’t breathe!” Genji wheezed.
“What are you lot doing?” Angela asked as she joined the
others. She frowned at Jack who was twiddling his thumbs and trying to avoid
looking at her.
“Umm… Gabe run!” Hana hissed, cutting her recording and
dashing off. The other scrambled to get away as Jack hunched over and breathed
out black smoke that slowly massed back into Gabriel. When he was fully formed,
Gabriel slung Jack over his shoulder and booked it.
Later, Jack finally stirred awake and found himself
leaned up against the side of Gabe as he watched TV.
“You passed out, get some shut eye, Jackie,” Gabe said
softly, petting his hair.
Jack’s eyes closed as Hana hissed in the corner about
missing footage. Gabe winked at Sombra who was quietly and joyfully tucking
away a plate of delicious cookies, she winked back before licking her chomps.
The adventure would only be a memory that Gabe got away scotch free with.