{: A New Promise :} (ON HOLD FOR NOW)

The end of an end

Is a beginning of another

...It had been years since Jack had put the souls of his companions to rest. He, who had no soul to bring him to the afterlife, was left in the abyss where Dave, Dee, Steven, Peter, Blackjack, and himself had defeated Henry Miller. There, in the void, he had been trapped in that endless black ink for what felt and must've been like... an eternity or something but alas... time barely worked normally in the flip side.

He was very much alone in the void only accompanied by his thoughts, some pleasant, some not. Usually, he spent his time reminiscing the good times he spent with this family before everything happened, sometimes thinking back to the good times he spent with Dave. Even the hilarious times he spent pissing off Peter or Steven... but even with all these good memories to look back to, there were always the ones he would've rathered forgotten. His regrets and his sorrows, but somewhere under all that... something kept nagging at him. Even though it had been quite a while, Jack couldn't forget what that bastard, Henry had said;

"I have been sealed away for an epoch... and yet, my influence- The culmination of my being... I leaked into your world."

Even after Jack had kicked that salmon-coloured fuck's ass, he couldn't buttkick his thoughts that were tainted with Henry's existence. He hated how much those words unnerved him, bothered him, all in all just made him grimace in unrest. How Henry had said it with such confidence and malice, it was almost believable as a fact. Almost as if Henry had a plan B in case he had been ensnared in the unforgiving jaws of death.

-Almost as if he had enacted the plan already-

but that was impossible, Henry didn't know he was going to die that fateful night. He didn't seem like th-

Jack's thoughts would be interrupted when his ears picked up distant sounds of... voices?.. That's impossible, must be another auditory hallucination that he had been having recently... But...

"ˢᴾᴼᴿᵀˢʸ, ˢᴾᴼᴿᵀˢʸ ᵂᴴᴱᴿᴱ ᴬᴿᴱ ʸᴬˀ "

... DAVE?!?!

OH MY GOD WAS THAT DAVE??
Jack looks around frantically in excitement but then becomes uncertain when he remembers that it may just be another hallucination... or not, and Jack hopes it's the latter and continues to search for his aubergine friend... but still nothing, unable to see anything through the thick veil of the abyss. So he calls out, not giving up just yet.

"DAVE?" Jack's voice would crack a bit from years of disuse, "DAVE IS THAT YOU? DAVE?" and with that, a response- wait, no. multiple responses?

"ⁱ ʰᵉᵃʳ ʰⁱᵐ, ⁱ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃʸ﹗" ... That sounds like Peter- wait.

Jacks heart would skip a beat (not that its not normal for him) as he saw little specks of colours that stood out from the dark inky red of the void, with that, Jack would immediately sprint in its direction. The longer he ran, the closer he got, the clearer it was-

"SPORTSY!!!" Dave practically screamed in delight as he ran towards Jack, but not before tripping on literally nothing and ruining the moment. Jack paused before doing a quick jog over to Dave and the others. kneeling down to prop up Dave.

Jack would be exasperated, "Dave?? What are you- Dee?? Steven and PETER??? Wait- why are you guys here???" He'd be a bit concerned, Why were they back?

"Christ Jack, you look like shit." Steven would bluntly say, quite the first words to say to someone you haven't seen in years.
"Yeah, yeah good to see you too, Steven." Jack would reply, he'd pause before opening his mouth to question them, but before he could continue to question them, a familiar canine friend made themselves known.

BlackJack would have a grimaced snarl on its face, "Jack... something abhorrent... wretched has befallen upon us once again."

"... what?" Jack would slowly say in a puzzled manner,

Dee would be the one to speak first, "To say the least, something that might reopen deep wounds."

BlackJack would walk towards Jack who was currently being haphazardly hugged by Dave at the moment who was saying an incomprehensible version of what would've been an explanation for their return. The inverted mutt would look back at the two phone heads and puppet who all nodded their heads as if cueing for something to happen.

"Jack..."
















"He's back."

(WRITERS NOTE: SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT, I may not update this in a hot minute since I'm still re-reading the other chapters and making a COHERENT story so it might take a little longer than expected. Not only that but I'm extremely rusty at writing and keeping them in character. But I hope this improves the more I write again! Might add or change published stories at any time ^^ cya)