THEY ARRIVE to the marina, Kiara parking the car and turning off the engine as JJ quickly hops out. "Hey, why don't you tell your mom hi?" Luke says and Jake quickly turns. "Shut up and get out already, man." He says with a glare. JJ nudged his father, holding the stuff he got for him. "Make it quick." Jake now tells the Maybank who just nods curtly to him.
"Come on." JJ now says to his father who had hopped out the car, joining him. "Hey, Luke." Kie calls out and the man stopped, turning to the truck. Kie raised a middle finger at the man, so Jake followed her actions and raised both of his. "Go. Go!" JJ said to the man who looked like he was gonna do something about it.
As the two Maybank men walk away, Jake sighed and crossed his arms. "He's a piece of shit." He murmured quietly and Kie huffs. "Understatement..." She whispers, rubbing her hands over her face now. "I just don't understand how a parent can do that, any of that to their child. JJ deserves better..." He says, shaking his head softly.
"You should go check on him." Kie now says and he sighs, looking over his shoulder. "Yeah, I'll be right back." He said and hopped out of the car. He reached the dock just as the boat was leaving, walking down towards the Maybank who tossed something into the garbage when he reached him. "Hey..." He says and JJ just walked up to him to embrace him, his arms tightly around Jake's shoulders so Jake hugged him back, patting his back.
"Come on. The Twinkie needs us." He said and put one arm around JJ's neck as they now walk down the dock, back towards the truck. Jake pats JJ's back gently when they reached the truck, getting into the passenger side as JJ got into the back seat of the truck. "Everything okay?" Kie now asked, looking at Jake then glancing at JJ in the back. "Yeah." Jake nods, then glanced back at JJ. "Right?" He asked and JJ nods, looking out the window.
The two arrive to Goat Island, where the Twinkie was, Kie backing up the truck. "Where the hell were you guys?!" Pope shouted at them as the there got out of the truck. "Paternal complications." Kie gestured to where Jake and JJ were, the Maybank grabbing the supplies from the back of the truck.
"Luke was at the Chateau." JJ tells them. "Oh, great! While you were having family time with your pops, John B got bit by a gator." Pope raised his voice, gesturing to the boy between him and Sarah. "Wait, seriously?" Jake asked, worriedly. "Yes, seriously!" Pope exclaims. "Does it look like we're joking?" Sarah asked as she gestured to the boy.
"Okay, what the hell happened?" Kie now asked, her face scrunched up. "What happened? I got bit by a gator!" John B raised his voice as Pope also shouted, "he got bit by a gator!" Kie just scoffs then points to herself. "I don't know why I'm being yelled at. Because I put my ass on the line." Kie raised her voice back at the two boys as she gestured to the truck and Jake just sighed, looking around at his friends. "You're being yelled at because it was 20 minutes--" "okay, well, we got here as fast as we could!" Jake cut off the two boys, also raising his voice at them.
All five of them begin shouting over one another at that point, as JJ looked around at all of them. "Shut up!" He screams, shutting all of them up. "Seriously, guys, I can't take it anymore, alright? Everyone just cut it out for a second." He then laughed, now leaning against a tree. "Look, I just helped my dad leave this island for good. Like, he's not ever coming back. He's straight up like the Spanish. Just bon voyage." He says and Jake looks at him, with a confused expression on his face.
Kie scrunched up her face as John B and Pope looked at one another. "That's not the right language." Sarah whispers. "All we got... and I know for a fact all I got is you guys, okay? You're it." JJ looks around at them, then looked at Kie and Jake standing together. "And I've come too close to losing you, all of you. I mean, shit, like you two almost drowned." He pointed towards Jake and Kie who glance at one another. "Pope, you were kidnapped. Sarah, you've been shot. And John B, you were almost dinner to a freaking gator, bro." He said, gesturing his hand towards the water.
"So, this blaming each other is some Kook-ass bullshit, alright? We don't do that. Okay? We're Pogues. Sorry, that was a lot right now. I didn't mean to..." He says quietly as Pope, John B and Sarah look at each other before starting to clap. Jake and Kie also clap their hands, smiling. "Well-done." Pope says. "I gotta be honest. That was the best freaking speech you have ever given." John B tells the boy.
"Also, you should think about, like, a Rosetta Stone, or something, because your Spanish and French are flip-flopped." Jake tells JJ who just raised two middle fingers up at them because Pope and John B agreed. "We should bon voyage out of here." Sarah says, pointing her hand to the sky. "Alright, let's get this damn Twinkie out of here."
In the truck, Jake drove and Kie was in the passenger side as JJ was in the back of the truck, giving instructions to them while Sarah was in the driver seat of the van with Pope and John B in the back of it. "Keep it coming. Keep her coming. She's almost out. Keep it going. Easy! Easy! Easy!" JJ shouted. "Sarah, to the right. Straighten out!"
Once the van was out, JJ whoops, "the Twinkie lives! The Twinkie lives! Let's go, boy!" He shouts as Jake smiled and looked over at Kie who was looking back at the others, smiling before Jake stopped the truck, glancing back. After packing up the tools into the bag he had used, JJ went over to the van and got into the passenger side seat so Jake just turned around and began driving away. The van follow after them, all the way back to where they had passed by the church earlier.
authors note
i feel like i should start making these chapters longer but idrc bc im at episode 9 so im basically almost done with part 2 🦭+ lmao the chapters are SO short fr but in part 3 they're a bit longer i guess

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