[VERY OLD] DSAF Randomness (Requests Closed And New Book Out)

Amnesia Dave×Jack Part 1

This was requested by Whispering_Galaxies. This is another amazing idea, and I am excited for this.

Darkness. Why is it dark? Wait, his eyes are closed. He opens them. He is still confused. Where is he? Who is he? There was something, but it was far away. He clutched onto it. Jack. His name was Jack Kennedy. He had a older brother named Peter and a younger sister named Dee. They are both dead.

How, he wasn't sure. He looked at himself. He was covered in old orange makeup, and had a security officer suit on. It had a orange tie. He had khakis and sort of nice shoes. The back of his head hurt soooo bad. He touched where the pain come from and cried out in pain. He couldn't see anything, and could only feel pain for a few minutes.

After it subsided, he made a mental note to never do it again. What happened? Why could he not remember basically anything? He tried to stand up and fell to the ground with a cry of pain. Someone had seriously messed up his hip, it was badly bleeding and completely bruised.

He didn't know where he was, what was happening? A door opens and a purple man walks up to him. "Hello there, Old Sport."

A purple man walks out of a run down pizzaria. He was wearing a security officer uniform with a purple tie. He had on jeans and sneakers. He was a little worried. No, a lot worried. Old Sport hadn't shown up for work, and he was worried. He hadn't even called in saying why!

Old Sport had never missed a day of work. Luckily, he had his underground bunker so he could watch him and make sure he was safe. He hurriedly went down and turned on the cameras. Sportsy was on the floor, bleeding badly from his ribs and the back of his head.

Dave hurriedly gets into the vents to Sportsy's house. He opens the door to his living room and says "Hello there, Old Sport." somehow hiding his worry. He looked up at Dave, surprise covering his face. "Who are you?"

Dave snickers. "Very funny Old Sport." Jack tilts his head like a confused puppy. "Wait, is that my name? I thought it was Jack." Dave rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, very funny Sportsy. You need help?" Jack nods gratefully.

"That would be appreciated, thanks!" Now Dave was worried, why? Jack hated anyone helping him, or touching in general. Maybe he was just being sarcastic, or just not caring. He shook it off and picked him up carefully. He walks over to his couch and sets Jack on it. "I'm gonna go and get a first aid kit, you stay here." Jack nods and gives him a grateful smile.

Time Skip Brought To You By, Confused Puppy Jack~

Dave was finally done bandaging up Jack. "Alright, now who did this to you?" Jack shrugs. "I honestly have no clue. Now, what's your name?" Dave rolls his eyes, and decides to go along with him, since he doesn't get he truly doesn't remember him. "Name's Dave, but you can call me Big Dick Davey!"

Instead of getting that pissed off look he was so used to, he got a smile and a little, adorable laugh. "Nice to meet you Dave! I think my name is Jack? I'm not sure." Dave's jaw drops. He thought his real name was Derek!

He decides that he is not the best at taking care of people, so he calls Phoney. "Hello? Hello, hello?" "Hey Phoney!" PG nearly drops the phone from how loud Dave was. "D-Dave! Jeez, don't do that!" Dave snickers.

"Sorry Phoney." PG sighs. "What's up Dave?" "Well, Derek is injured and I can't really take care of him the best." A lot of noise is heard from Phoney. "I'll be there soon!" "Wait Phon- Hello? Welp, he's gonna break down the door." Dave walks over to Jack. "Dave? Who was that?"

"Phoney. I might've accidentally turned on his mom mode, forgot about it." Jack tilts his head, confused. "Phoney? That's a name?" Dave looks kinda mad. "Ok, it was funny at first, but now it's just getting annoying." A door brakes down before Jack can answer. "Where is he?!" Jack and Dave hurriedly turns to him. "Shoo! I need to look at his wounds."

Dave leaves the room. PG turns to Jack. "Hey employee, how are you?" Jack, once again, does an adorable head tilt. "Um, employee? Do I work for you?" "Shoot..." Phoney 'curses' under his breath. "Yes, now I'm going to check your wounds, ok?" Jack nods.

Jack Sized Time Skip~

Phoney was seriously worried, Jack's head and hip was badly injured, and he seemed to not remember basically anything. He walked over to Dave.

"Dave?" Yeah Phoney?" "Do you know what amnesia is?" Dave shakes his head no. Phoney sighs. "Amnesia is when an injury messes with your memories, usually making you forget everything, or almost everything." Dave seems frozen for a second. "Is that what Old Sport has?" "Yes."

Dave starts cursing under his breath. "So, when he was saying who are you and asked my name, he wasn't being sarcastic? He was being honest." Phoney nods. "So, what do we do now?"

AN- This idea is awesome, I am so excited to finish it. See ya guys!