Jack Dawkins One Shots

I Can Explain! (PSR)

I marched home with such purpose you'd think I was working on military orders, I unlocked the old wooden door and slammed it behind me as I entered the house and office. 

"JACK!" I yelled  at the top of my lungs and immediately I heard him scamper,  

He's in the office. 

So I marched through the house losing my gloves and hat as I did until I spotted him peaking out the storeroom sheepishly but the moment he saw me turn the corridor he jumped back inside to hide 

"Jack you get out here this minute!" I yelled banging on the storeroom door 

"Uhhh So sorry Madam he's not here" Jack said from inside clearly faking a different voice 

"I know it you jack, strangely I saw you! and you know I recognize my husband's voice" but I kicked it open hearing him yelp in fear as I made my way into the store room and he hid behind a shelf, I tried going behind the shelf and he just moved around it, we looped around every shelf in the store room before he managed to get back to the door and scattered out and across to the theatre "Ohh no you don't!" I warn "You get that grubby little blonde butt back here!" I yelled running into the theatre and locking the door behind me "Jack"

"Ohh Yes, Hello y/n I uhhhh I must not have heard you" he gulped but I kept approaching "Maybe you uhhh wanna go get a nice calming cup of tea?" he suggested but I kept coming backing him up against the table "Y/n. Sweetie. Darling. absolutely light of my life" he explained slowly climbing around the table to put it between us "I can explain!" he yelped 

"Alright. One chance. Explain your damn self"

"Well..."He began but I caught his eyes flick to the prep room door his only escape from me and foolishly he went for it but I was too quick and I grabbed him by his ear "AHhh! Owww! Owww! owwwww!" he whined as I tugged him back to the table 

"Go on then" 

".... I have no explanation." 

"I didn't think you did." 

"You it help me at all if I said I was sorry?"

"You can try."

"I'm sorry y/n I really am"

"Umm humm" I murmured glancing to the floor so he moved to his knees and wrapped his arms around my legs

"I'm sorry, darling. I really am sorry. Please forgive me"

"Don't let it happen again." I warn picking him up to his feet by his ear "Because If I see you've done it again I will not hesitate to use your lovely sharp tools to remove it."

"it is only jam-"

"My jam, is hand-made in small batches with only the finest berries of a summer morn and hand-shived sugar shipped all the way from the English Cotswolds."

"It is very tastey"

"Jack. I'm letting you go with a warning I really wouldn't push your luck"

"Your right. I'm sorry y/n"