WHO's Whose Father!
Jack entered the room, and spot looked up motioning for him to sit down. HE walked over across from spot and sat crossed legged on a large pillow. Jack didn't know how to start so he just came out and said it.
"Spot we need your help."
"No you don't. You just have to believe. It's all in here,' he patted above his heart. 'Just believe in yourself, young grasshopper."
"But Spot I don't think I can!" Jack pleaded.
"You will. Trust me." Spot nodded to him.
Jack stood up, new found ambition glowing from him. "Thanks spot. I will believe."
Spot put his hands together and slightly bows to him. "The force is with you, young grasshopper." He said and smiled to himself as Jack nearly skipped out the door.
Pulitzers Place
Jack raises the stick over his head ready to attack. "You Bastard!" he seethed.
Pulitzer just laughed. "You wish. No, my parents were married, thank you very much."
Snider walked over laughing. Jack smacked him. "Shaddup, you." Snider cowered away shielding himself.
Pulitzer turned to look out his window. "So Jack. Will you join me?"
Jack shook his head. "NEVER!" He spit at him, hate evident in his voice.
Snider put his arms down. "Oh, you will, though." Jack made a motion to hit him again and Snider went back to cowering.
"Why not Jack?" Pulitzer asked turning to face him his hands braced behind him.
Jacks eyes narrowed. "You…killed…my…Father!" He grated out through his teeth.
"mmmm…" Snider squeaked.
Pulitzer smiles a knowing smile and starts to breathe heavily. "Luke I am your father."
The stick falls from Jack's hands and he blinks. "Y…Y…You…are?" Snider looks between them, brow raised. That couldn't be right.
Pulitzer nodded a big smile on his face and opens his arms. "Come here son."
Jack sniffles. "Oh daddy." He smiles and runs into Pulitzer's arms. Snider shakes his head at this. "Now wait a minute, I thought I was his father."
Jack pulls away looking up at Pulitzer. "Hey wait, my name's not Luke either." Pulitzer thinks about it and frowns glaring at Jack. "You're right. Why you little…" he reaches out to him.
"Noooo…" Jack screams running out of Pulitzer's reach and diving for his stick. All the while, Snider sniffles in the corner.
Jack shook his head in anger; things started becoming a little clearer to him. "I knew that old cronie didn't know what he was talking about, making me wash his car, using that stupid 'wax on, wax off' crap. He was just jerkin' me so you could distract me while he stole my wheels. Y'all were in on it, weren't you?"
Pulitzer gave an evil laugh. "You won't be able to prove it, though."
"I'm Jack Kelly. I can do anything." He announced proudly.
"Yeah. Well I made the World." Pulitzer boasts. The song came on and Spot jumps in through the window.
"Ow, ow, ow." Spot starts limping, blood seeping through his shirt. "I should have thought that through. Stupid, stupid balcony." He growls at himself. This distracts both Jack and Pulitzer and Snider grins grabbing Jack's stick from his hands.
"Now I've got you…Father." He laughed.
Jack turns back to Snider and blinks, confused. "I'm not your father. It's just not possible. You're way older then I am and…" Snider cuts him off. "Oh shut up you stupid brat! I was talking about Pulitzer." Pulitzer shakes his head really confused now.
"No way. You're too stupid to be my off spring."
Spot stumbles to the desk leaning heavily on it for support. "Oww… this is not good. Umm…could I get some help here." Nobody takes any notice of him. "Um…please." He slides down the to the ground. "Ohh…I'm bleeding profusely." He tries to put pressure on his wound but it was too deep.
Snider grins again at Pulitzer. "I am." Jack puts his hands to his head. This was just too brain wracking. Pulitzer blinks.
"Luke?" Snider tries to hold back his tears and nods.
"Yes its me, father."
Jack shakes his head again; trying to shake off the headache that was forming. "I cant take anymore." He grumbled and walked out forgetting Spot. Once he gets out he laughs. "Carryin' the Banner!" he calls out.
Snider and Pulitzer wipe away their tears and finish hugging. "Oh Luke look." He opens up one of his drawers and pulls out a photo album. "It's your baby pictures." Snider colors in embarrassment. "Dad." He whines but sits down on his lap to look them over with his dad.
In the meantime spot is still lying on the floor. "Owww..!" he groans and looks down. "I'm so cold." He shivers. "I can see the light…yes I'm coming." He reaches out to an invisible light and falls over dead. Then he wakes up again. "Owww…" then he dies, then he wakes up again. "Owwww…Owwwwww… achhhhh" he dies and then gets up one last time. "Owww…. Oohhhhh.. owwww… Oh the blood. Oh the horror. I'm melting… Oh the world … ahhhh…" he finally dies.