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"THAT BREAD HAD mold on it three days ago, JJ." ivy informed the boy, the group now back at the château.
JJ looked up from his sandwich, smirking at her in a way that made her heart do a jump.
"i'll just pull off the bad parts. plus, mold is good for you. it's just a natural organism." he said, causing the girl to sigh.
"that's gross." ivy winced.
"JJ, ivy." kiara called from her spot beside john b, who was looking at the newfound envelope.
"yup." ivy walked over to the pair.
"hot damn. let's do it." JJ said, jogging behind ivy and lightly smacking her ass.
"hey!" ivy yelped, while JJ just winked at her, her cheeks flaring up.
ivy heard a gag from beside her, looking at JJ to see that he had taken a bite from the disgusting mold bread.
"karma." ivy flicked his forehead, giggling.
john b pulled out a map from the envelope, the pogues gathering around him to see.
"holy shit." JB mumbled.
"x marks the spot." ivy smiled, pointing to a small 'x' that had been drawn on the map, the teens looking where her finger landed.
"longitude, latitude." john b ran his fingers over the map, mumbling to himself. "wait, there's something else in there." he began in dig in the envelope again, pulling out a tape recorder.
"what's that?" JJ asked, looking at the unfamiliar object.
"it's a tape recorder, dumbass." kiara stated, making ivy giggle quietly, while JJ just shot a glare at them.
john b pressed play on the tape, a man beginning to speak.
"dear bird," the voice began.
"who's bird?" JJ & ivy asked in unison.
"that's what my dad called me." john b stated.
"well shit." ivy nodded, licking her lips.
"i hate to say "i told you so", but i told you so." mr. routledge chuckled softly. "and you doubted your old man. i suspect at this moment, you're filled with guilt and self-loathing over our last fight, but don't kill yourself just yet, kid. i didn't expect to find the merchant either."
ivy looked up at JJ with wide, curious eyes, surprised by the confession big john had just made. JJ looked back at the girl with a small smile before gently taking her hand into his, comforting her.
"you were probably right to call me out. wasn't exactly father of the decade. what can i say, kid? i could smell the barn. and, hopefully, we're listenin' to this in our brand new sugar-shack down in costa rica, livin' off passive investments and pulling on permits." big john sighed before speaking again. "if not, and you find this for less than optimal reasons, well, that's what the map is for. there she is, the wreck of the merchant. if somethin' happens to me, finish what i started. go for the gold, kid. i love you, bird, even if i didn't always act like it. i'll see you on the other side." the tape ended & static filled the silence, the pogues in complete and utter shock, especially john b, ivy's heart broke for him.
