A Little Laughter Left In Me... (Laughing Jack x Reader)

~Shopping, Mischief and First Impressions~

You couldn't say you were surprised that the shopping square was packed with people rushing to get last minute gifts, the long-awaited holiday was approaching fast, it was tomorrow morning, in fact. The whole place was decorated with lights and a large Christmas tree in the center, and there was a photographer next to it getting plenty of dollars from families desperate for a picture. You'd succeeded in picking out a few appropriate presents on your own, including a pair of goggles to protect Jeff's eyes when he's traveling in harsh weather, a few squeaky toys for Miles (And possibly Smile if it was interested), and a necklace with a pendant for Liu (With the picture of you, him, and Jeff inside). As for Frankie, Will, and Jason...

Well, fortunately you had some help.

Mr. Bunny had indeed given you advice on what to pick out for his master, as you'd hoped, and in the end Jack helped you by creating a sort of tool-carrying armlet for him. He would be able to place any tool he wanted on it, even a hammer or his saw, and they would shrink to be small enough to hold with two fingers, until he takes them off the armlet anyway. This way he wouldn't waste time in trying to keep his tools organized and keep reaching out in different places on the worktable as he built toys. You were grateful that Jack went out of his way to make it, he'd said he wanted to make up for taunting Jason in the past, and admitted he had hope that this would be a good way to do so.

"A sewing kit?" The clown questioned in surprise, staring down at the box in your hands.

You still had yet to pick a gift for the last two boys, and since Jack knew them better than anybody else, he absolutely had to tag along. Fortunately, it served as the best opportunity for Jason to finish up the bracelet, meaning by the end of all this all you'd need to do is have everything wrapped and delivered to the workshop. At the moment the two of you were in one of the few stores that wasn't as crowded, mostly because the more coveted items were already sold out.

"Well, Frankie's stitches don't last forever, do they? What if they come loose and he needs to fix them so he doesn't come apart or something?" You responded quietly to avoid suspicion from any nearby shoppers, and Jack chuckled.

"That's... actually a pretty good point. I never really thought about it that way... I'm honestly a little impressed."

You held back a giggle, feeling a bit proud of yourself.

"So, what do you think Will might want?" You walked down the aisle, trying to think of something yourself.

"Will's a sucker for fancy food and drinks, really doesn't care for much else. He'll take anything as long as it's delicious. How about I whip up something that regenerates after every bite? Kind of like a battery that never runs out of juice." He suggests.

"Are you sure you wouldn't mind? I feel like I'm making you do all the work." You frowned guiltily, hoping Jack wasn't feeling like a tool.

Jack cackles a bit louder than you were prepared to hear, causing you to jump slightly, then he pats you on the back and wipes a nonexistent tear from his eye.

"Oh, Gumdrop, you're too much. If I didn't want to do this I would certianly make it known. I'm perfectly fine with doing whatever you need me for, besides, it's... um... well, y'know." He chuckles awkwardly at the last part, obviously not wanting to speak a certain holiday's name.

You bumped his arm, making him look over at you, and you offer him a smile.

"Thank you, Jack. I'd probably be in a big mess if I didn't have you here, so I'm grateful."