"Jack." You concluded.
You looked to the tall, dark haired man standing in the corner.
His eyes snapped open, much different to the lazy position they were in before.
Had he not expected you to say his name? What other name would you have announced?! Or, was he simply zoning out?
You could never tell what he was thinking.
He took one tentative step towards your still figure.
"H-how, what, when is it-, what do I d-"
He stuttered, face red and ears seemingly steaming.
It was obvious he had no idea how to deal with this situation.
"Jack, you deal with kids every day, you'll be f-"
You were unable to finish your sentence, gasping as Jack collapsed.
You ran to the kitchen, grabbing a bucket and filling it with ice-cold water.
You ran back into the stage room, throwing the water onto his unconscious face.
He sat up, gasping and sputtering.
Damn. This is gonna be a real ride.
3 MONTHS IN
"WE'RE NEVER GONNA GET THIS CLEAN IN TIME!"
Jack dramatically screeched from inside the office of your apartment.
You groaned, pausing the program playing on the TV, standing up and walking to where Jack was screaming at.
"We've got 6 months. I think we'll be fine." You reassured him.
He whipped around to face you.
"NOT ENOUGH TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME!!!!"
6 MONTHS IN
You were snuggled into Jack, "The Notebook' playing on the small TV.
It came to a particularly sad part, when you heard sniffling.
You looked at Jacks face. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, he was trying to hide it but he wasn't doing a very good job at it.
"Are you...Crying?"
You asked, trying not to upset him further.
He only nodded, trying to wipe away the tears.
"Don't cry! I'll start to cry t-too!"
You felt tears sting at your eyes. You tried to blink them away, but failed, as you felt tears roll down your cheeks as well.
Noticing he made you cry, he stopped crying, then pulled you onto his lap to cuddle you.
He whispered sweet words into your ear, stroking your back as you gripped onto his shirt.
A long finger pushed your chin up until your eyes met.
"Shhh, it's okay." He mumbled, before gently pressing his lips to yours.
You returned the kiss, closing your eyes.
I guess hormones aren't so bad after all.
Joy: I'm done with the main characters. I may do another 'special' one.
Jack: I am NOT that emotional.
Freddy: Oh really?
Jack: Yes really!
Foxy: I seem to remember a crying Jack running to Joy about how "Bonnie ate all my ice cream!"
Jack: THAT ICE CREAM IS FROM FRANCE! IT IS SPECIAL ICE CREAM! JUST REMEMBERING IT MAKES ME SAD! -starts to sniffle-
Troy: Jeez, someone is on their period.
Jack: I DON'T WANNA DO THIS ANYMORE! -runs out crying-Joy: NO JACK DON'T HIT THE-
Jack: -Runs into TV-
Joy: ....The Tv...
Jack: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ITHURTSITHURTSITHURTS!
Joy: Uuuugh, I'll go get the first aid kit.
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