Ch. 14 - Life is hunky dory when your name is Jack of Fables

[originaljackass]

[When Jack's memories returned to normal, he found himself sad only to discover his briefcase was empty. And then when he realized that, he rushed to a mirror and was relieved to find out he was still his incredibly handsome and athletic self. He wouldn't be swelling up to a dragon this time. He didn't know why he had been spared that fate this time, but he took it to be a personal victory. Smugly, he smiled at himself, reminded himself of how awesome he was, and was back to his old self again.

And so from every day since Luceti returned to normal, Jack has served more than his normal shifts at the bar. With Buffy still missing and not all of the staff at their best, he was filling in for them. After all, an experiment like that was going to result in a lot of people needing a good stiff drink. He was only pleased to oblige them. After all, Luceti had no form of therapy other than what could be found at the bottom of a glass at Good Spirits.

Today, however, he felt inclined to talk about the experience. Calmly and rationally.]

[Voice]

So that was a hell of a thing. How many of you guys remember the first one? I swear, this place gets loopier each and every day. The fighting at the end was new. Last time around it didn't get so bloody. Well, it did for me. I turned into a dragon and then had a bunch of psycho, devil-associating lesbians hunt me down to kill me. I think we can all agree that a few crazy vulture-winged assholes isn't as bad as it could be. Especially seeing as killing them is easier than shooting fowl in Duck Hunt.

And for those of you still pouting, come on down to Good Spirits. First drink's on the house.

[Jack will be around that evening to serve drinks and be his usual self. At least until he goes heading home that night. The droids get the jump on him and it's off to experimentation land for him!]

Comments

[soheartless]

[One day Mytho was living in one place, another day it was gone... He doesn't quite know where to go.

But in his wanderings, he finds himself walking into Good Spirits.]

I don't know where I am...

[originaljackass]

[Jack is rinsing a glass at the time and when he sees a kid walk in, he's less than impressed.]

Sorry, kid. We don't serve your kind here.

[soheartless]

My... kind? [He looks on uncertainly, still standing stiffly near the front door.]

I don't understand. I don't need to be served, right now.

[originaljackass]

Then why are you here?

[soheartless]

I don't know. I'm not sure where I am. [The event has left him even more dazed and confused than usual.]

[originaljackass]

As you might have guessed from the smell of booze and the faint odor of vomit? You're in the bar.

[soheartless]

A bar...

I've never been to such a place before. But I am not... to be served, here?

[originaljackass]

'fraid not, munchkin. So you might want to go mapquest yourself to the tea shop instead.

[soheartless]

[He considers that and gives a soft nod.]

I've had tea before. But, to go on a quest... I don't think that enough of my heart is complete.

[originaljackass]

Well, I'm not a big fan of tea either. My heart isn't in it, either. More of a coffee man, really.

[soheartless]

Your heart. ...It's in a coffee man. [He looks up uncertainly, trying to grasp whatever concept's being thrown at him.]

[originaljackass]

... you're kind of an idiot, aren't you?

[soheartless]

I don't know. [He says as if he really doesn't.] If more of my heart were complete... then I might know for sure.

[originaljackass]

I'd worry less about your heart and more about your brain.