No, Maybe, Yes
A/N: Just a little drabble of Jack's thoughts. (Mehhh the movie was awesome) Rated T for language and depression. Happy-ish ending.
Summary: What, they expected him to come running into their arms like some little kid that said yes for a cookie? Hell no. No, he wasn't going to give into the likes of them.
At first, when the Famous Four and Pitch Black both asked for his help, he was surprised to say at the least. Surprised at them even suggesting the idea. Surprised that they hadn't actually forgotten him and was just neglecting him. Surprised at how long it took them to notice him.
Surprised at how stupid they were.
Honestly, he'd spent three hundred goddamn years being ignored and not believed in, and now all of a sudden both the good guys and the bad guy were trying to win him over?
It was freaking stupid for both parties, in his opinion.
What, they expected him to come running into their arms like some little kid that said yes for a cookie? Hell no. No, he wasn't going to give into the likes of them. How convenient it was for them to finally notice him, when they both needed backup. That's all he was. Backup.
He wasn't going to deny those times he had wanted their attention. Those times where some children woke up with teeth still under their pillows were sort of his fault, the snow delaying the Mini Fairies. Christmas spirit was dampened because of blizzards and storms, and the worst of howling winds broke kids out of their sweet dreams. The blizzard of '68 was obviously his doing (albeit a bit of a mistake; he was just trying to help), but all this, all of this mischief, was really their own fault.
They'd ignored him for so long, then he was going to do the same to them. His answer was no. No, no, no fucking way.
But deep down inside, as cliché as it sounded, there was still that child named Jackson Overland, the one who was still playful and kind and caring for his sister. The Jack that hadn't ran around causing trouble, the Jack that wanted nothing but to be hugged and looked at and talked to–
And maybe that's why he had given in at the end. Maybe that's why he had said "maybe" and not "no".
"Maybe".
Not "yes".
But not "no" either.
And maybe that was good.
Maybe.
And then maybe, just maybe, it would turn into yes. No. Maybe. Yes.
…
Well, it's bound to be one of them.
EDIT: Parts added and grammar edited.