~*Fast Food House*~ DISCONTINUED

~The Invite To The Trenches~

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~Author's P.O.V.~

It was a typical day for signing papers and competing with other resturants for Mr. Jack, Box. A very plain one at that. Leaning back into his chair, he contemplates his next groundbreaking dish. A knock is heard at the door...

*Knock*

*Knock*

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"Mr. Box?" An employee calls out. "Come in." Jack responds. The worker enters the room, holding a card in his hand. "Jerry, didn't I fire you?" Jack notes. "Well, I was on my way out, believe me, b-but some stranger asked me to give this to you." Jack looks at the card in the worker's hand. He takes it with an attitude and starts reading...

"Congrats, Jack Box! Due to your excellence in the Food Industry, we at the Y.O.U.N.E.V.E.R.K.N.E.W.U.S. have invited you to a summer long vacation experience that only costs a sum of $46,000.  A bus was sent to your address and is expected to arrive at 4 PM TODAY! Have fun!

Sincerely, The Y.O.U.N.E.V.E.R.K.N.E.W.U.S. Crew"

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Jack expresses a look of excitement! A vacation! Just what the big guy needed. "Well?" Jerry stares, confused. "What does it say?" Jack leaps out of his office chair and hugs his ex- employee cheering, "I'm going on a break! A trip!!" The laborer is shocked by Jack's spontaneous outburst. And as for the boss himself, he starts packing his briefcase. "I have to leave now!"

"But, sir, you don't know where you're going!" Jerry says.

"Doesn't matter!" Jack retorts.

He shuts the case and rushes out of the office doors. "WOOOOOOO!!!" He screams. The staff members jump at his actions, papers flying in the air. Jerry is left in the room with disbelief, "Do I get my job back?!"

"NO!" Jack yells back.

"Aaaw..."

A man on a mission, he was. A true champion on a life fulfilling journey, in which lasts only a summer. But, besides that, Jack was ready.

Jack rushes into the elevator, and taps for floor one. The metal doors open with a ding, revealing a stuffed crowd blankly staring. "Good afternoon, Mr. Bo-" 

"Back atcha!" He says with a following sprint to the stairs. Jack slides down the spiral railing, fixing his tie and dusting his suit. Once he makes it down, he slams open the kitchen doors and pushes his way through the various cooks and fryers. He checks his watch. "15 minutes. Crap..."

Meanwhile...

"What would you like to order?" A cashier lady asks. A customer stands in front of her, trying to come up with a response. "Uuuuuuuh... Can I.. uhhhhhm." Suddenly, Jack comes hopping over the counter, bumping into the customer in the process. Without apologizing, he takes off, angering the consumer. "Hey! Watch where you're going, clown face!"

"Eat my bowls!" The headman yells back.

"Ya know, actually, I might try that. Let me get the Teriyaki Bowls." The cashier records the customers order, sighing.

Following to Jack, he runs in the parking lot and lunches himself into his car. Without hesitating for the click of his seatbelt, he starts the engine and starts driving off, recklessly disturbing the cars nearby. With a few ignored red lights, and a handful of honks, he makes it to his home just in time to pack his suitcase.

The door flings open.

"AAAAHHH! *gasp* Jack! Phew! Hon, you scared me-"

"Mwah! No time! Gotta pack!" Jack exclaims accompanied by a kiss for his wife. He runs into the bedroom. "Wh-... But Jack! Where are you going?!" In moments, he comes rushing out with a duffle bag, a stroller, and blue collar shirt with Hawaiian print suspenders. "Uuuhhh, business trip!"

He lied...

"By the way, love the new room decor! Cute flowers!" He leaves and slams the door. "But that was for our... date...night?" 

Jack happily struts towards the curb while checking his watch. "Alrighty, it should be here in a few..." Leaning on the mailbox, he awaits for his expected chauffeur.

~Jacks P.O.V.~

In moment's time, the bus arrives. As a professional business man, I show my contentment through maturity.

"YEAH! WOOOO!"

I preform a considered, uh... dignified dance. Finishing my little caper, it's as if the atmosphere shifted as the bus doors slide open. 'This was it! The break I was waiting for!' I thought. I start stepping up the stairs. Once I make it in I shake the driver's hand and take a breather. 'I made it.'

I turn around to find my.... seat.....

"....."

"What... What are you guys doing here?!"

???: "Heya, Jack!"

Why are they here?!

{A/N: Sorry if this looked kind of rushed. Oh well, tried my best! Hoped you enjoyed the chapter though! See ya in the next one.}