Partners (A DsaF FanFic)

Chapter 2: Good or Bad

[Jack's POV]

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Dammit, already?

I rolled over in my bed and slammed my fist onto my alarm clock. It shut off it's stupid noise as I rolled back over into bed. I just wanna sleeeep...

[Dave's POV]

Shit, I really do smell bad.

I stood in the shower, actually making an effort to wash myself and smell alright. I normally just skip bathing and eating, but today wasn't like any normal day. Today was the day I was going to ask Old Sport a question. A question that could change our lives... Forever.

[Jack's POV]

Maybe I should just skip going to work today? Call in sick?

As good as that idea sounded, something told me to wake my ass up and start the day. I trudged my way down the hall and into my bathroom. I turned on my shower and I began to get undressed. I stepped into the warm shower and began to wash myself.

[Dave's POV]

I stared at my hair in the mirror. It's just as bushy as always. My curly bangs covered up almost my whole right eye as the rest of my hair hung down around my neck.

Maybe I should comb it for a change?

I huffed as I began to comb my hair back and took a rubber band and put my hair into a ponytail.

God, it's been ages since I've wore my hair like this. Hopefully Sportsey will like it.

I looked back into the mirror and whistled at myself. "Ya still got it!"

[Jack's POV]

I looked at my uniform clothes from yesterday. My white collared shirt, black bowtie, black pants, and shoes.

Maybe I should change my tie? Did I look a little, childish yesterday? I mean, Dave kinda stared at me a lot yesterday. Maybe it was because of my tie and he thought it was stupid...

I grabbed my other tie from my dresser; it was a pencil tie that looked more professional. I laid my bowtie on my dresser as I began to dress myself.

[Dave's POV]

As I rushed down the stairs, I decided to see what Sportsey was up to. I swung my way into my office and checked through the cameras that I secretly installed in Old Sports house.

I looked at the footage and saw Sportsey in his bedroom, combing his hair. God, he looked adorable.

As I admired him from afar, the camera picture started to fuzz. Then static was the only thing I could see.

"Damnit!" I said as I began to bang on the vent that lead to camera 2. "Maybe installing these cameras while eating Buffalo wings wasn't the best option...

[Jack's POV]

As I was fixing my hair, my vent that was up above my head started to rumble and make a very loud banging sound. I looked up at it, and it stopped. I shrugged my shoulders as I went out into my kitchen to make breakfast.

[Dave's POV]

Finally, the goddamned static went away and all that was left was a picture of Old Sports bedroom.

"Shit," I said out loud. I guess I'll see him at work.

I went into my kitchen and started looking around for something edible to eat. In each cabinet I checked there was either a spider web, a new breed of termite, beer, cocaine, or two rats fucking.