Jack was sitting on his evil spinning chair, wearing only his pajamas and a cup of coffee stood in his hand. Looking down some new evil plots he suddenly realized his day was going to be so boring. Wuya appeared just in time to make it clear to the boy.

"Jack… which toy are you playing with now?" when she said 'toy' what she really meant was highly destructive weapon or robot. Jack sighted and stared blankly at the wall.

"I'm going out today…!" he informed the old witch.

"Come again?"

"Going. Out. Now. See ya later, Wuya…" and with that he closed the door to his parents garage, I meaaan, his so evil lair. "What could I do in order not to bore to death…?"

Walking away from his house an idea hit his mind.

"Ice cream?" asked the confused Omi. The kid was training some new movements outside the Temple when his now two-year enemy appeared riding a flying bike. "You mean…" his face filled with joy as the idea registered. "No way!"

After that the kid started to jump excited, shouting he would have some ice cream. Jack couldn't help but outlining a smile.

"Yeah, I promised and what an Evil Boy Genius promises can't be ignored!" the red haired boy said seriously talking. Omi grinned as he raced up the Temple to get his friends.

Once they chose ice cream-parlor… which took nearly three hours since they couldn't agree…

The banana split Jack was devouring was a funny thing to see, his face covered with chocolate stains just the perfect complement.

"Want a napkin, partner?" Clay offered. Jack took it and smiled happily.

"How comes you passed for a visit?" Rai was having an iced-lemon drink. Jack shrugged and answered back.

"I just couldn't stand another day in my lair with that old witch yelling at me!" the xiaolin dragons smiled slightly, it made sense to them seeing how unpleasant the idea was.

"You can come along whenever you want!" Omi took the teen's globed hand and hold it smiling like he was trying to posses Jack.

"I wish Chase would say the same…!"

Four glances went straight away at him, staring like he had said something fun. Jack stared back, noticing the silent question they were addressing.

"Wh-what…?"

"Tell us, Jack…" the tone Kimiko had could have been the one of an investigator interrogating a suspect. "…how is him?"

"How is who?"

"Chase."

That was short . a terrifying idea came to my mind… i think it's the perfect time to get some answers out of little Jack! Come with any ideas :D

Chapter 2 is coming soon!