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Backwater and Death's realm. Black Dog, Jack's house, and Death's house. Playing With Death.
Jack: *playing poker with Isamu, Kit Fisto, KITT's holoform, a Link, and Vector Prime's ghost. Oh, and Death's playing too*
Death: *is drunk. A very serious drunk. But he's got the hiccoughs. Jack had given him Newfie Screeh and due to the strange effects of the Backwater, it was very effective*
Jack: *if you asked him if he was showing a disregard for Death, would say that he gave Death the good stuff*
Gleam: *sets Dan on the poker table in passing*
Dan: *hey, that guy's interesting*
Death: YIPE!
Link: Hey, Rachel, we need a Ratchet. Do you want to join us?
llv!Rachel: If you insist. How much to play, boys?
Jack: *waves her to an empty seat as he tells her*
Dan: *helps himself to her lap*
game: *progresses*
Dan: *pulls a card from nicelady's hand. Puts it by the other cards the same colour. Then checks the little shapes and sorts some more. Little boy has matching toys and has played baby matching games and then he's watched his Dada play with cards. He thinks he knows how they're supposed to go*
Rachel: *sets down a royal flush*
game: *continues*
Dan: *grunts at Jack and holds up one little finger*
Jack: *without really looking at his son* No. Aces aren't wild.
Dan: *thinks, in not so many words, since he's a bitty, "Okay, we don't need the number one"*
Rachel: *to her little partner* Shhhh. Our cards are secret.
rest of players at the table: *know this is a friendly game that they're playing with potato chips. Each player is fessing up to one card they have to make the game fair*
Death: *speaking of the potato poker chips, has eaten several of them*
Rachel: *offers Dan a chip*
Dan: *sniff sniff, nose wrinkle. Little guy eats meat, veggies, and some fruits. Potato chip carbs are not baby food. Would have had a different opinion of they were carrots. Bets*
every man at the table: *probably cheating in favour of the little baby over there sorting Rachel's cards*
Isamu: *won by accident. Is getting a baby hug for his prize*
Dan: *gives a kissie, too*
Isamu: *pat pats bitty back and smiles*
Dan: *pokes a chip at Unca Mu's mouth*
Isamu: *crunches obligingly, even though rice is the only carb he really likes*
Death: *soon gets into a trashtalk war with Hades of the Disney movie Hercules fame. Nope, he won't remember this later*
Hades: *soon realizes he is NOT coming back HERE again. Got his blue flame hair blown out by the Discworld personification of death and got laughed at by the Death of the Endless*
Jack: *comes over to the Discworld Death as Hades leaves* All right, Death. Let's get you home.
othmtmte!Nightwish: *watches for a few moments as Jack gets Death over his shoulders before she shrinks down to her human form. Applies lipstick to her lips and then comes over and kisses Death on the cheek a few times. Is gone before Jack can protest*
Jack: . . . Shouldn't have given him the Screech. *shakes his head, cursing his own and Death's stubbornness about the drink before bring Death back to his house*
The Next Day
overwatch!Ana: *looking at Jack funny. Went to his house this morning and found somebody in a black robe passed out on his deck* . . . Who's that out there?
Jack: Death. No, it's not Reaper.
Ana: *gives him a long look before shaking it off and getting to the point* Reinhardt's brought Winston to the hospital here. Brigitte's heal pack helped his infected foot but not the virus kicking him in the head.
Jack: How's she takin' it?
Ana: She's pretty grouchy.
Jack: Where's Mercy?
Ana: AWOL. Reinhardt says that it's because she's hiding from Genji. *shakes her head at that*
Jack: *will join Ana and Reinhardt at the hospital and spend the afternoon there*
Tim: *comes and hugs the Tracer that's been crying under the chair in the waiting room*
Tracer: *no idea you knew about the Backwater, but she's glad you're here!*
Tim: *yep, was born here!*
Tracer: *oh*
Jack: *gets a call for a small job. Leaves his baby with Ana and goes. Finds out he'll need to provide his own ride once in the reality. Shrugs and pulls something out of his pocket. Throws down the thing, gets a big black stallion, up on its back with Gleam behind him. Rides into town a few minutes later looking impressive*
Meanwhile. A little later, at Death's House
Susan: *much disapproval for the lipstick that she sees on her grandfather's face* It's disgraceful.
Death: *lifts up his head from where he had lain it on the table after seeing the lipstick on his face in the mirror* I CAN'T REMEMBER HOW IT HAPPENED.
Susan: That's what is disgraceful. *face shows she feels that she may as well defend her grandfather's honour* Where did you wake up?
Death: *tells her the location, then admonishes* SUSAN, LET IT BE.
Susan: *has already decided to go. Heads for the Backwater*
Death: *turns to Albert* I HAVE A HEADACHE.
Albert: Sir, you can't have a headache. There's nothing in your head to ache.
Death: WELL IT HURTS.
Albert: ...I'll get some ice for it.
Back at Jack's Backwater House
Ana: *baby on hip as she looks thoughtfully at a tall lady with black streaked white hair who is waving a scythe at her*
Susan: What did you do to my grandfather?
Ana: I didn't do a thing to your grandfather.
Susan: Nonsense. This is where he said he woke up.
Ana: :-/
Rachel: *stops and looks back and forth between the two women* What's wrong?
Ana: She won't believe me that I didn't do anything to Death.
Rachel: Ohhhh. *smiles at Susan* Would you like a drink while I tell you what the guys did to Death?
Susan: ...Very well.
Rachel: *brings Susan to the Black Dog, and gives her a shot of Screech*
Susan: *goes home leaning sideways*
Death: *ice on his head. No, it's not in the right place* I TOLD YOU TO LET IT BE.
Aaaaaaand back at Jack's. Dan's bedtime
Ana: Alright, Dan. Where's your bed?
Dan: *looks up from the dolly he was mugging, then looks toward the window seat. Sees the bed's not down, so he points to the laundry basket*
Ana: *seriously?*
Dan: *sets his doll carefully in the toybox, then waddles to the bathroom and makes the sign for his toothbrush*
Ana: *checks for little teefs, quirks a brow at lack, but gives toothbrush and gets a washcloth*
Dan: *carefully scrubs all the gums, then rinses, looks at the washcloth, and before Ana can blink she's looking at a nudie butt baby*
Ana: *well, babies seem to be the same no matter the race*
Dan: *gnaws his fist while he's washed, then waddles off and sticks his head in the cupboard. Tries to apply underpants to himself. Winds up on the floor. Tries anyway*
Ana: *offers to scoop him up and help with the pants*
Dan: [Fix butt. Fix butt.]
Ana: *fixes the pants. Then looks into the cupboard* Do you have pyjamas?
Dan: *doesn't know that word, but he's reaching for a T-shirt*
Ana: *shirt on baby. Sets baby down to see what's next*
Dan: *crawls partly into the cupboard and comes out with a book. Opens it carefully to the place the magnetic bookmark's on, then grunts and looks expectantly up at Aunty*
Ana: *nonplussed* 'Joseph in Egypt?'
Dan: *nod nod. Turns around and aims his little bum, asking to be picked up, cuddled, and read to*
Ana: *obliges*
Dan: *soon sleeping tucked into the laundry basket with his big teddy bear. Will probably wake up later fussing because he's all by himself, but right now he's content*
Ana: *looks out the door to check on her cat and finds him conked out on one of the loungers on the deck*
Sunny: *looks like a big shag rug draped on the lounger*
other reality
Jack: *refusing a feast in his honour after saving a village*
Mayor: But we have all the best for you!
Jack: I've got a little baby who can't sleep alone. I have to go.
Mayor: Can't your wife take care of the baby?
Jack: ...You want me to knock down some of what I saved? *crankypants from concern for Winston and wanting to go home and hug Gleam and Dan*
Mayor: *lets the hero and the lady go, but is going to see if he can't somehow get them to come back and have the feast, so his people can party*
Jack: *doesn't even care about collecting pay right now. Teleports to his yard, fluffs Sunny in passing, and then strides into the house, hugs Ana, and then scoops up his little guy and turns so Gleam can see him too*
Sunny: *sleepy face of surprise. What? Drive by loves?*
Gleam: *kisses her baby, then takes him from his dad and hip checks that dad toward the bathroom and the shower*
Jack: *pause, sniff. Gripe grumble as he goes to clean up*
Ana: *hugs Gleam, then goes to gather her cat and go sit in the waiting room at the hospital by Reinhardt*
((written byrandom_xtras with edits and additions by marsthewriter))
Death: *is drunk. A very serious drunk. But he's got the hiccoughs. Jack had given him Newfie Screeh and due to the strange effects of the Backwater, it was very effective*
Jack: *if you asked him if he was showing a disregard for Death, would say that he gave Death the good stuff*
Gleam: *sets Dan on the poker table in passing*
Dan: *hey, that guy's interesting*
Death: YIPE!
Link: Hey, Rachel, we need a Ratchet. Do you want to join us?
llv!Rachel: If you insist. How much to play, boys?
Jack: *waves her to an empty seat as he tells her*
Dan: *helps himself to her lap*
game: *progresses*
Dan: *pulls a card from nicelady's hand. Puts it by the other cards the same colour. Then checks the little shapes and sorts some more. Little boy has matching toys and has played baby matching games and then he's watched his Dada play with cards. He thinks he knows how they're supposed to go*
Rachel: *sets down a royal flush*
game: *continues*
Dan: *grunts at Jack and holds up one little finger*
Jack: *without really looking at his son* No. Aces aren't wild.
Dan: *thinks, in not so many words, since he's a bitty, "Okay, we don't need the number one"*
Rachel: *to her little partner* Shhhh. Our cards are secret.
rest of players at the table: *know this is a friendly game that they're playing with potato chips. Each player is fessing up to one card they have to make the game fair*
Death: *speaking of the potato poker chips, has eaten several of them*
Rachel: *offers Dan a chip*
Dan: *sniff sniff, nose wrinkle. Little guy eats meat, veggies, and some fruits. Potato chip carbs are not baby food. Would have had a different opinion of they were carrots. Bets*
every man at the table: *probably cheating in favour of the little baby over there sorting Rachel's cards*
Isamu: *won by accident. Is getting a baby hug for his prize*
Dan: *gives a kissie, too*
Isamu: *pat pats bitty back and smiles*
Dan: *pokes a chip at Unca Mu's mouth*
Isamu: *crunches obligingly, even though rice is the only carb he really likes*
Death: *soon gets into a trashtalk war with Hades of the Disney movie Hercules fame. Nope, he won't remember this later*
Hades: *soon realizes he is NOT coming back HERE again. Got his blue flame hair blown out by the Discworld personification of death and got laughed at by the Death of the Endless*
Jack: *comes over to the Discworld Death as Hades leaves* All right, Death. Let's get you home.
othmtmte!Nightwish: *watches for a few moments as Jack gets Death over his shoulders before she shrinks down to her human form. Applies lipstick to her lips and then comes over and kisses Death on the cheek a few times. Is gone before Jack can protest*
Jack: . . . Shouldn't have given him the Screech. *shakes his head, cursing his own and Death's stubbornness about the drink before bring Death back to his house*
overwatch!Ana: *looking at Jack funny. Went to his house this morning and found somebody in a black robe passed out on his deck* . . . Who's that out there?
Jack: Death. No, it's not Reaper.
Ana: *gives him a long look before shaking it off and getting to the point* Reinhardt's brought Winston to the hospital here. Brigitte's heal pack helped his infected foot but not the virus kicking him in the head.
Jack: How's she takin' it?
Ana: She's pretty grouchy.
Jack: Where's Mercy?
Ana: AWOL. Reinhardt says that it's because she's hiding from Genji. *shakes her head at that*
Jack: *will join Ana and Reinhardt at the hospital and spend the afternoon there*
Tim: *comes and hugs the Tracer that's been crying under the chair in the waiting room*
Tracer: *no idea you knew about the Backwater, but she's glad you're here!*
Tim: *yep, was born here!*
Tracer: *oh*
Jack: *gets a call for a small job. Leaves his baby with Ana and goes. Finds out he'll need to provide his own ride once in the reality. Shrugs and pulls something out of his pocket. Throws down the thing, gets a big black stallion, up on its back with Gleam behind him. Rides into town a few minutes later looking impressive*
Susan: *much disapproval for the lipstick that she sees on her grandfather's face* It's disgraceful.
Death: *lifts up his head from where he had lain it on the table after seeing the lipstick on his face in the mirror* I CAN'T REMEMBER HOW IT HAPPENED.
Susan: That's what is disgraceful. *face shows she feels that she may as well defend her grandfather's honour* Where did you wake up?
Death: *tells her the location, then admonishes* SUSAN, LET IT BE.
Susan: *has already decided to go. Heads for the Backwater*
Death: *turns to Albert* I HAVE A HEADACHE.
Albert: Sir, you can't have a headache. There's nothing in your head to ache.
Death: WELL IT HURTS.
Albert: ...I'll get some ice for it.
Ana: *baby on hip as she looks thoughtfully at a tall lady with black streaked white hair who is waving a scythe at her*
Susan: What did you do to my grandfather?
Ana: I didn't do a thing to your grandfather.
Susan: Nonsense. This is where he said he woke up.
Ana: :-/
Rachel: *stops and looks back and forth between the two women* What's wrong?
Ana: She won't believe me that I didn't do anything to Death.
Rachel: Ohhhh. *smiles at Susan* Would you like a drink while I tell you what the guys did to Death?
Susan: ...Very well.
Rachel: *brings Susan to the Black Dog, and gives her a shot of Screech*
Susan: *goes home leaning sideways*
Death: *ice on his head. No, it's not in the right place* I TOLD YOU TO LET IT BE.
Ana: Alright, Dan. Where's your bed?
Dan: *looks up from the dolly he was mugging, then looks toward the window seat. Sees the bed's not down, so he points to the laundry basket*
Ana: *seriously?*
Dan: *sets his doll carefully in the toybox, then waddles to the bathroom and makes the sign for his toothbrush*
Ana: *checks for little teefs, quirks a brow at lack, but gives toothbrush and gets a washcloth*
Dan: *carefully scrubs all the gums, then rinses, looks at the washcloth, and before Ana can blink she's looking at a nudie butt baby*
Ana: *well, babies seem to be the same no matter the race*
Dan: *gnaws his fist while he's washed, then waddles off and sticks his head in the cupboard. Tries to apply underpants to himself. Winds up on the floor. Tries anyway*
Ana: *offers to scoop him up and help with the pants*
Dan: [Fix butt. Fix butt.]
Ana: *fixes the pants. Then looks into the cupboard* Do you have pyjamas?
Dan: *doesn't know that word, but he's reaching for a T-shirt*
Ana: *shirt on baby. Sets baby down to see what's next*
Dan: *crawls partly into the cupboard and comes out with a book. Opens it carefully to the place the magnetic bookmark's on, then grunts and looks expectantly up at Aunty*
Ana: *nonplussed* 'Joseph in Egypt?'
Dan: *nod nod. Turns around and aims his little bum, asking to be picked up, cuddled, and read to*
Ana: *obliges*
Dan: *soon sleeping tucked into the laundry basket with his big teddy bear. Will probably wake up later fussing because he's all by himself, but right now he's content*
Ana: *looks out the door to check on her cat and finds him conked out on one of the loungers on the deck*
Sunny: *looks like a big shag rug draped on the lounger*
Jack: *refusing a feast in his honour after saving a village*
Mayor: But we have all the best for you!
Jack: I've got a little baby who can't sleep alone. I have to go.
Mayor: Can't your wife take care of the baby?
Jack: ...You want me to knock down some of what I saved? *crankypants from concern for Winston and wanting to go home and hug Gleam and Dan*
Mayor: *lets the hero and the lady go, but is going to see if he can't somehow get them to come back and have the feast, so his people can party*
Jack: *doesn't even care about collecting pay right now. Teleports to his yard, fluffs Sunny in passing, and then strides into the house, hugs Ana, and then scoops up his little guy and turns so Gleam can see him too*
Sunny: *sleepy face of surprise. What? Drive by loves?*
Gleam: *kisses her baby, then takes him from his dad and hip checks that dad toward the bathroom and the shower*
Jack: *pause, sniff. Gripe grumble as he goes to clean up*
Ana: *hugs Gleam, then goes to gather her cat and go sit in the waiting room at the hospital by Reinhardt*
((written by
random_xtras with edits and additions by marsthewriter))