17 sparksChapter 5: Shocking Panic
Megavolt has a panic attack. Luckily, Jack's there for him.
With Quacky's general personality, I decided to have him switch up the classic 'in, 1 2 3, out' breathing exercise. Quackerjack and Megavolt are the best couple 😍.
Paddywhack trying his best to help QJ calm Megavolt of course equals offering to traumatize The Boss.
As well, sorry, but I never actually wrote the scene where they meet the Boss... Feel free to write your own version if you want!
//Right before they meet The Boss for the first time, after having received the blackmailing letters.
A tingling sensation spread through Jack's leg. He looked down, spotting his boyfriend's tail wrapped around his ankle, sparking slightly. Jack had long ago gotten used to minor shocks, and it wasn't enough to hurt anyways, but he still frowned.
“Hey, Elmo, you alright?” He asked, gripping the rat's hand.
“N-no.” Elmo shook his head. “Jackie, what if this is a trap? Or what if they demand something awful? Like half your money, or that we hurt someone, or…” he trailed off, shaking, small sparks traveling along his body.
Jack was momentarily distracted by how the other's sparks traveled between the prongs on his hat; he could definitely get used to that hat. He shook himself, focusing back on the rat. “Sparky, it's going to be okay, we're in this together, remember?”
“Don't call me Sparky!” Elmo momentarily broke from his panic, just as Jackie probably planned. “And, y-yeah, I remember.”
“If they want half my money, they can have it.” Jack squeezed his hand. “We're not going to hurt anyone. If they demand anything too awful, well…” he held up his doll, grinning.
“I can always have a talk with them, Zem.” Jack laughed, still using the high-pitched falsetto he usually did when possessed. The doll blinked, opening its mouth to add, in a deep and echoing voice “I haven't haaad a proper feeeeeding in days!”
Elmo whined, breathing heavily as he looked between them. “Alright, okay. Together. We're not going to hurt anyone.”
“Deep breaths, Mo.” Jack patted his back. “In, ABC, out. In, do-re-mi, out. In, one two three, out. Better?”
Elmo nodded, still breathing deeply. His sparks died down and his tail loosened, but he didn't remove it from Jack's ankle. Jack led them inside the abandoned warehouse, one hand gripping his limp doll, the other still holding Elmo's own.
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*Quackerjack voice* Leave him be he was born in a wet cardboard box all alone
😂😂😂
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