JACKBOX X ANY GENDER READER (joke fic)

[CHAPTER FIVE] More Stuff Happens Idk

"So, wizard cosplay lady... where are you taking us?" You asked, carrying Jack's corpse down a dark alley.

She chuckled at the question, her wrinkly lips curling into a small smile. "Cosplay?" The lady paused and turned to you. Her tone quickly switched to a passive-aggressive one. "I'll have you know, bitch, that I'm a real sorceress. Now follow me to the local cemetery."

As the setting sun illuminated the city with a warm, orange glow, you carried Jack's heavy ass. Once you reached the cemetery, the old lady led you to a small, secluded spot, shaded by trees. "Now, set his zesty body on the ground, dearie."

You did as you were told, putting Jack against the grass with a slight thud. "Now what?"

"Now, I, uh-" She paused, before shrugging. "I'm actually not sure."

Your eye twitched. "Not sure?" you grumbled. 

"So I may have told a little fib." She smiled awkwardly. "I just wanted to see Jack in-person."

You clenched your fist. "You said you would help revive him."

"Now, now, hun," she shook her head. "No need to get worked up. I'll see what I can do." 

She pulled a small bottle of blue liquid from the pocket of her outfit. You glanced at the bottle, interested. "Is that a real potion?" you asked. 

The lady snickered. "Maybe." She twisted off the cap, and poured the contents on Jack's chest. 

With an eyebrow raised, you watched cautiously. "What's in that stuff?" you asked. 

"Gatorade."

Your eyes left their gaze at the blue liquid on Jack's chest to meet the old lady's face. "Are you serious?"

She nodded. "But it's not just any Gatorade. It's enchanted Gatorade."

A voice projected from behind. "THERE SHE IS!"

Both you and the old lady whipped your heads around to meet a distant police officer, followed by three more behind him. "There's the lady who escaped!"

"Oh shit, not prison again!" She hurriedly searched around for an exit.

"PRISON!?" you exclaimed. You rushed away from the scene with Jack's corpse in your arms, stopping behind a tree just outside the cemetery. As you caught your breath, you heard a small cough. You stared into your arms, jaw dropping with joy and surprise when you saw that Jack was awake.

"Y/N?" he weakly mumbled. "What's going on?"

You explained the events that just happened to him. He nodded in understanding when you concluded the story. "Ah, I see.. well, I guess that magic Gatorade really did work, after all." 

You hugged Jack tight. He chuckled softly. "Since I'm fine now, wanna go to like, your house or something, and touch my bowls again? I'm starting to miss being your dom dadd-"

Before he finished his sentence, you interrupted with a confident "YES."

And then you went back to your house and had some fun.