Alright! New Story! For those of you who read "Joke's on You," in the last chapter I said that part of it would be the start to one of my new stories! This is that story! :D This is a prompt from Tamuril2, which was: Mac's Dad is back, with some buddies. Cue angst, whump, and H/C. Nuff said.

I hope the story lives up to expectations. It is a multichapter, and since this first chapter is so short, I'm posting the second one as well :)

The broad-shouldered man sat down and picked up the photo, looking at the young man printed on the paper. "Yes, this is him," he said in his thick, booming voice. "I'm sure of it. Donovan. Bring him here, and make sure James understands what's at stake."

"Yessir," said one of the men in front of him. Donovan motioned for two other men to accompany him, and they walked out the door. Damon Colt sat back in the large chair, still holding the picture and staring at the blond in the photo.

"You'll get me my money, James MacGyver," he muttered. "I'll make sure of that."

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"Did you just dare me?" MacGyver asked Jack with a shocked look on his face.

"I believe I did," Mac's partner confirmed with a grin. "Unless you're too scared?"

MacGyver glared at Jack as he snatched up a cookie. "We'll face Bozer's wrath together," he said, taking a violent bite out of the cookie. Jack could tell the kid immediately regretted the decision as he spat out the cookie in the trash can and ran to the fridge, grabbing his carton of milk and chugging the liquid for a good thirty seconds before finally stopping to catch his breath.

"What was THAT all about?" Jack asked, trying to hold back his laughter. Mac glared at him.

"I think you should eat one like you said you would," Mac said instead of answering his friend's question.

"Y'know, I think I'm good," Jack said, holding up his hands and backing away slightly. "What's in them anyway?"

"I dunno man," Mac said after taking another drink of milk. "Kinda tasted like cayenne pepper," he admitted. Jack couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, and MacGyver glared at his partner as he continued drinking his milk, trying to get the nasty taste of cayenne chocolate chip cookie out of his mouth.

He finally placed the carton back in the fridge, wiping his mouth to get the extra milk off from around his mouth. He was going to argue with Jack, maybe make him eat a cookie just to get back at him for making Mac go first, but the doorbell rang. Mac shot Jack a stink-eye, pointing a finger at him.

"This isn't over," he warned his older partner, who was still trying to control his laughter.

"I'm NOT eating one of those cookies!" Jack insisted.

"You will, even if it means I sit on you and shove it in your face!" Mac shot back with a laugh. Jack chuckled at the image of MacGyver trying to sit on him and force him to do anything. He shook his head as he watched MacGyver walk over to answer the front door.

"Hey Mac, who is it?" Jack asked after hearing the door open, but not hearing any talking. "Mac?" Jack asked, walking towards the front door. He stopped in his tracks when he saw three men at the front door. The man in front looked strikingly similar to Jack's young partner, and Jack realized who the man at the door was a moment before MacGyver told him.

"Jack," MacGyver said quietly. "This is my father."

Bum Bum Bum...what does James want?