Turn of Events

Morning Madness

A/N: this is the beginning of my collab with UltimateFandomWriter , the first chapter is done by yours truly. Enjoy!

"Jack, vhy are you still in bed?!"

The Irishman was startled awake by Schneep standing at the end of his bed with his arms folded across his chest, the German's expression betraying his impatience.

"What are you talking about?" Jack mumbled sleepily, managing to reach out and find his phone on the bedside table next to him.

Jack winced as the phone screen's light illuminated his face, the Irishman's sky blue eyes widening in panic as he looked at the time.

"Shit, I have to be at the airport and on the plane in an hour!" Jack cursed as he hastily scrambled out of bed, nearly bowling over Schneep in the process.

"Don't worry Jack, Jackaboy-Man is here to save the day!" The hero declared as he brought Jack a cup of coffee, the Irishman nodding in appreciation as he gulped down the lukewarm liquid while rushing around the house to make sure he had everything packed.

"Where Jack going?" Robbie questioned from where he was sitting on the couch, his pale blue eyes rapidly welling up with tears.

"Tomorrow is Pax East, I gotta make sure that I get there on time for my panel." Jack explained in a rush as he darted into his bedroom.

"Robbie don't want Jack go, Jack stay with Robbie!" Robbie whined childishly, the zombie crawling on the floor after Jack on his hands and knees.

"We're going with him bud, remember?" Chase reminded Robbie as he scooped him up in his arms like a baby, gently, placing the zombie back onto the couch before rolling a suitcase over to him.

"Oh...why suitcase?" Robbie frowned in confusion, fiddling with the septiceye keychain on the handle of the suitcase.

"I packed your stuff last night so we could go with Jack to meet fans." Chase explained patiently, the zombie grinning in content as he played with the keychain.

"Which one of you fuckers stole my fucking knife!?" Anti snarled as he stormed out of his room, his hair untamed and his black clothes wrinkled.

JJ poked his head out of his room and shook his head in response before ducking back inside, the mute stepping out with his own suitcase adorned with movie stickers

"Hey, you could ask a little more nicely!" Chase shouted at Anti, earning a dramatic sigh from the demon as he rolled his pitch black eyes in annoyance. 

"Fine. May I ascertain the whereabouts of my fucking knife?" Anti replied irritably, Chase shaking his head in exasperation as he disappeared into his room to make sure that his belongings were packed.

"You mean this?" Marvin spoke up from the kitchen, the magician poking his head out with Anti's knife in hand.

"Give that back!" Anti demanded furiously, charging towards Marvin with a scowl until the magician abruptly disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

"God damnit!" Anti yelled as he slammed a fist against the doorframe of the kitchen, Robbie whimpering fearfully in response.

"Anti, you can't take it with you on the plane anyway." Jack pointed out, Anti ignoring the Irishman as he started looking for Marvin.

"So? What do I care?" Anti snarled, finally answering Jack before Marvin reappeared again without the knife.

"What the hell did you do with my fucking knife?" He snarled, turning on the magician with his his fingers curled into fists at his side.

"Oh, I'm sure it's here around the house somewhere." Marvin answered nonchalantly, the magician shrugging as he waltzed towards his room.

Anti barreled past him towards Marvin's room only to run into Chase as he left his room, causing the male to drop the duffel in his arms onto the floor.

"Out of my way!" Anti snapped, shoving past Chase while Jackaboy helped the male pick up his stuff, Marvin running after Anti to keep the demon from entering his house.

"We gotta go in ten minutes!" Jack shouted to the egos as he left the house to call an Uber with a van, Robbie attempting to follow him until Schneep stopped him by dragging the zombie back to the couch and watching over him.

"What if Jack no come back?" Robbie protested as he folded his arms across his chest, Schneep chuckling as he patted the zombie's shoulder.

"He'd never abandon us." Schneep promised with a light smile before grabbing his suitcase and walking outside, Jackaboy and JJ following him out with their stuff.

"Fine Anti, here's your goddamn knife!" Marvin conceded angrily, chucking the knife at Anti blade-first.

"Thanks." Anti grinned victoriously, catching the tip of the knife inches away from his face before going outside.

"C'mon bud." Chase encouraged Robbie, guiding him outside to where the other egos and Jack were.

"Everyone here and accounted for?" Jack questioned the egos as he counted heads, JJ flashing him a thumbs up.

"Alright, lets go." Jack declared, the egos cheering in response as they climbed into the Uber van, Jack looking out the window as the door slammed shut before the van drove away towards the airport.