Two more Days

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Tim is still in bar, and he's moaning in a booth. See, last night he went shot for shot with Indy.

And boy, is he feeling it.

And boy, is Jack taking advantage of it.

"WHAT's the matter, DAD? Drink too MUCH, last NIGHT?"

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Triplets oblivious to obvious overhanging!Tim say what?

"Who're you and why're you being mean to Tim?"

Because y'know, Jack calling Tim "DAD" isn't the weird part of the equation.

"You oughta be nice to Tim. He's cool. The coolest. The coolest cool person who isn't all icy."

Um.

It's possible they think if they butter Tim up enough, he won't leave.

[ooc: I only have about an hour until I need to be offline, but I *had* to tag. They were threatening to start a small war between Salazar and Chloe in the most delicate part of my brain. Tasers and Hexes hurt, man.]

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Jack grins and pokes the moaning Tim.

"I'm bein mean cause my pop here was an idiot and got himself trashed last night."

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Shock glowers at Jack. "You poke him again and we'll trash you."

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Jack removes the mask, revealing a much younger Tim.

"What, I'm not allowed to poke fun at myself?"

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"No."

Complete with much eye-rolling!

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Tim sits up, amongst much groaning.

"Sokay kids. He's just like me that way."

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"BUT. S'not fair! You're going away. Should be throwing a party to get you to stay. We're going to kidnap you, you know."

Lock and Shock blink rapidly at Barrel.

"THE. YOU. NO. NO YOU DID NOT JUST TELL HIM WE'RE KIDNAPPING HIM."

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Jack dissolves into giggles. Tim just stares at them.

"What now?"

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"Nothing? Stupid little stupid thing. Can't believe you told him. I didn't think he'd mind being kidnapped. Didn't think? YA, no kidding you didn't think. Stupid thing. Hey, don't call me stupid, we kidnapped the Easter Bunny and Sandy Claws, didn't we? Tim's a little different. YA, so Tim? You're going home, right? And you'll be gone forever. Can we visit?"

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"A lot different."

As he adjusts his glasses, thinking.

"Probably not. But, if you leave a note with the bar, I could visit you."

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The Triplets blink.

"Oh. Yeah! We can do that!"

At just that moment, a pumpkin comes trudging up out of Tub.

"Tim Hunter? I have been given orders to find out what your intent is regarding the communication device given to you to communicate with King Jack Skellington of Halloween Town. Also, if you've given any thought to who will take over in your stead as stand-in Watcher of the Triplets."

This illicts some unsavory groaning from the Triplets.

"Shut your mouths, this is business."

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Tim blinks several times.

"Security is keeping an eye on them. And I can keep it, in case he might need me to...help."

And there is an evil, human turning, grin.

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"Security is keeping an eye on them. Check. And I-" He pulls a pad of paper out of his mouth and taps it with a vine. "Yes. Yes, it's right here, you were granted unlimited use of the communication device."

The evil grin? Meh. The pumpkin's seen better and worse. Ancient Halloween Denizen after all.

"HEY Tim! Does that mean we can still communicate with you? If we can get a talky thingy of our own?" Barrel clenches Tim's armrest excitedly.

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"If Jack lets you, then yes."

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"YES. We'll get one, can we get one Shock? Yeah, maybe. I don't know if Jack'll give us one. Maybe he will, because of Tim. He liked Tim. He liked that we're friends with Tim and we're good 'cause of Tim."

The pumpkin nods and replaces the pad into his mouth.

"Thank you for your time, Mister Hunter."

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Tim pats the pumpkin, then touches each child lightly.

"I'm gonna miss you guys."