What I Want

A Non-Needed Introduction and Deep Thoughts.

"..Who is this?" The low-pitched rumbling sound of Henry's voice emit from him (jesus christ thats one way to say 'said' LMFAO) as he took a step towards Jack.

"Oh, that'd be old sport!" William cheered, gesturing to the tangerine.

Henry's expression changed faintly. A more irritated look glinted in his eyes.

"Old.. Sport..?" He echoed, his eyes fixed on something just past William.

"Yep! He hasn't given me 'is actual name yet, but old sport will work fine fer now!" He said enthusiastically, but his voice was now laced with nervousness. Henry scowled at William's words, to which Will flinched and shrunk in on himself.

..What?

That was.. odd. Jack decided not to think about it too hard and clear his throat. Maybe he should give these two fuckers his name now?

"..It's Jack. Jack.. Kennedy." He murmured, immediately regretting it. Did he just fuck up this entire timeline? Jack felt his heart pound in his chest. Why was he so nervous right now? It was just his name. Nothing to freak out about.

Miller nodded.

"Ah. Well then, it is a pleasure to meet you, Kennedy. My name is Henry Miller, but I assume you already knew that?" Strawberry gave a dry chuckle, attempting at humor, but nobody was laughing. William was fidgeting with his hands and Jack blinked at Henry.

He was probably assuming that William told Jack who Henry was. It would make sense if he did, given the fact that he was quite fond of Henry, or, at least, was, back in the Flipside, but he didn't.

If Jack didn't come from the future, he would have no idea who Henry was. He cleared his throat.

"Er.. Nope. I have no idea who you are." Old sport said maybe a little too forcefully, maybe, because Henry narrowed his eyes and looked back at William, to which he stared wide-eyed at. He put his hands up innocently.

Silence filled the air, tension making way.

"..Well! Old sport-" Jack noticed, despite him stating his first and last name, William continued to call him old sport. It was kind of comforting, hearing that name in that accent. "-How would ya like a tour of tha place?" He offered, his hands gesturing around the building.

Jack didn't need a tour, as he had been here more than enough times in the past. The building seemed to be a little more new as he glanced around, though. Maybe, for the sake of these people not finding out where he came from, and what he knew.

"..Yeah, sure, that'd be nice," Old sport murmured.

"Alright then!" Will cheered, lightly grabbing Jack's hand and, before he was able to drag Jack around the whole diner, Henry grabbed Will's shoulder. Tangerine felt Aubergine tense.

"Listen, Willy, you are free to show him around the diner to your heart's content, but, under any circumstances, do not let him enter the saferoom. Do you understand?" Henry mumbled under his breath so Jack could barely hear.

William gave a shaky nod, to which Henry returned and walked off.

Jack furrowed his brow at William and Henry. He knew why he wasn't allowed in the saferoom. Old sport decided not to think about though.

Just another thing he had to take care of in the future, with everything else he was supposed to do here.

..Wasn't he forgetting something..?

He had to prevent Henry from killings kids, prevent Dave from.. Killing.. Kids.. Er..

He, again, decided not to dwell on that. That was a future Jack thought.