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Split Pt. 5

   "W-who are we looking for again?" Little Dad stuttered out.

   "My dad. I mean. Hes not really my dad. Not yet... ITS COMPLICATED!" I cried.

   "You're kinda freaking me out." He shuffled his feet. "Can you please get down from the telephone pole?"

   "You get used to me. Trust me." I muttered looking around.

   "Why don't we try the park? That's where you said you were right? Maybe your brother can help find your dad?" Little Dad called up.

   I blinked. "No. Jessie would probably tell me not to find him." I muttered.

   "Why?" Little Dad asked.

   "Just cuz." I shrugged. "Lets go to the park though." I can find Grandmas house from there. Which means I can find little Pops.

   "Thank you... " He whispered.

   I shimmied down the pole snd hopped off. "Lets go."

   "Sure. Its this way." He headed off. "You're kinda weird."

   " Like I said. You get used to it." I hummed and skipped ahead.

   The park was huge and fenced in. And standing at the front...

   "Uh oh." I muttered.

   "Uh oh what?" Club asked.

   "Uh oh that.", I pointed.

   "Clover!"

   "Fuck he saw me!" I squeaked.

   "That's a bad word." Little Dad huffed and grabbed my arm. "Mister? Are you Jessie?"

   "Yes I..." His face changed into one that said 'oh God bot another one' and  he sighed. "Thank you for bringing here here."

   "No problem mister!" Little Dad smiled.

   I snickered. "He called you mister."

   "Hush Clover."

   "Is this your sister? Thats good you found them all." Gram smiled. Or younger Gram really.

   I peaked around Jessie and saw him. Pops. "Jess come down here!"

   He sighed and leaned down. "What?"

   "We can't let Papa get taken!" I whisper yelled.

   "We also cant change the past." He hissed back and stood up.

   I pouted. "But be gets hurt!"

   "Who gets hurt?" Little Uncle Geno asked softly.

   "Jessie what's going on..?", Seven asked softly.

   "That's enough Clover," Jessie hissed.

   "I have to tell him though! Andrew could be anywhere!" I cried.

   "Who's dis Andrew?" Little Papa asked.

   "No one!" Jessie hissed.

   "No! You have to listen! Don't go to–" I was cut off.

   Jessie lifted me up and put a hand iver my mouth. "I'm very sorry ma'am and children. We'll be leaving now. Come on boys."

   "Otay Jessie!" Crayola chirped and followed after holding Sevens hand.

   Jessie let go when we were out of earshot. "We could have saved him!" I snapped tears building in my eyes.

   "And blinked ourselves out of existence." He responded.

   "But papa was right there! And in three days he won't be!" I cried struggling in his arms.

   "You're from da future." Jessie and I both froze.

   Jess turned. "Ah. Fresh."

   His glasses were blank. "Dat explains da weird looks. Who are you? Likely after you leave this encounter will be erased anyway. Da universe has ways of fixing itself."

   Crayola and Seven both looked confused.

   Jessie sighed and set me down. "We're exactly who we said we were. I'm Jessie, this is Clover Crayola and Seven. We're your future kids."

   He raised an eyebrow. "Den what did she mean? Save me?"

   "You're planning a trip to Disneyland right..?" I asked.

   Fresh nodded. "Yup."

   "At Disneyland something bad happens." Jess sighed, "I won't tell you anything else. Crayola and Seven don't know yet."

   "Uh huh." Fresh went back to smiling. "Okie Doki. Dats all I wanted ta know." He turned to leave. "I'll be careful or whatever."

   And then we were home. On the couch.

   "Papa is so going to kill us."

   "Yeah..." Jessie responded.

Lazy.