A/N: I thought it would be fun to do something where Wuya, Chase Young, Good Jack and Jack had to live together. Plus, this introduces my own theory about Jack. ;)
Disclaimer: Don't own Xiaolin Showdown. 'Kay?
"What do you mean, there aren't any pudding cups left?!" Jack yelped.
"Pudding cups aren't healthy!" said Good Jack. "Veggies are better. And I have to take good care of my buddies!"
"I AM NOT your buddy!"
"But... I'm you, and your me!" Wuya sat flipping through a catalog, ignoring the argument. If she had a Shen-Gong-Wu for every time this conversation came up... She was bored. After yet another defeat, the Heylin morale was zero. The Jacks fought. Chase sulked, always in the presence of one of his cats. Wuya was left to her magazines and catalogs, and musings on the differences between Good and Bad Jack.
Which reminds me... she thought with a grin, I have some theories to test out!
"Jack. Baby. What do you think I should get for my new wardrobe? I just can't decide..." Both Jacks walked over. Jack pointed to a showy medieval bodice with a matching peasant blouse.
"Get that! Totally. It's bad-ass evil hawt!"
"Hm, you really think so?"
"No, don't get that! Get this!" Good Jack pointed to a dress suit a few pages ahead. Wuya's lip curled.
"I'd look like an office lady!"
"Yeah!" In no time, the Jacks were arguing again, or, more correctly, Jack was yelling at Good Jack, who was innocently fending off the attacks. Oh, well, time for phase two.
She headed for the boiler room, pausing at the bathroom door. Chase, it seemed, was still in the shower. He took up all the hot water in his meditations.
Once she reached the boiler room, she headed for the water control and twisted off the hot water. An evil grin spread across her lips. This was going to be fun.
On her way upstairs, a howl erupted from the bathroom. She reached the main room in time to see Chase burst out in a cloud of steam, dripping wet.
"Alright. Who do I need to kill?" His voice was venomous. Jack panicked.
"It wasn't me, I swear!" He looked at Good Jack, who was trying to fight a very sudden, very violent nose bleed. Chase blinked, shuddered, then retreated back into the safety of the bathroom.
"Actually, a cold shower might be refreshing..." Wuya laughed silently behind her catalog.
Wuya: 2. Chase: 0!