Ok... finally decided to update this fic. Yay! So... now, Jake has this all set up... but will it work out as planned? Well...
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Ordinary: Ch. 8
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5:00.
The grandfather clock in Jake's living room chimed distinctly. And, when the five chimes had sounded, you could hear the soft ticking of the clock, each tick meaning another second closer.
Closer to Jake's breakthrough moment. He would be shooting a commercial for Husky Molina, the skateboarding legend, that would be shown all throughout the country.
And to boot, he had a date with Rose at 7.
Awesome night, awesome night.
But it couldn't start yet.
Not 'til 6.
And it was 5, so at that moment, Jake was experiencing something that he rarely experienced in his normal world.
Boredom.
But boredom usually leads to sleep.
And that's exactly what Jake did.
(End)
But what is the problem with falling asleep?
Unless if someone comes and wakes you, you're not waking up until your body feels like it.
Jake's body decided it was time at, oh, about 6.
6, as in the time he had to be at the skatepark.
"Dammit!", yelled Jake as he snapped up off the couch he had been lying upon. He had luckily already been dressed for the commercial, and he had his clothes for Rose's date in his bookbag.
Grabbing his skateboard by the door, he ran outside and into the middle of the street.
He was never gonna make it. Unless if he...
"DRAGON UP!", he yelled.
Nothing.
"Oh. Duh", Jake slapped his forehead. He'd once again forgotten that he no longer had his powers. Sighing, he got on his board and sped toward the skatepark. He just hoped that Husky would still be there, and would still do the commercial.
Fortunately, he was still there when Jake entered the park.
Unfortunately, however, Husky Molina was mad as hell.
"I... tell you to... get here at 6... and what do you do?", a vein in Husky's forehead seemed as if it was about to burst, "You get here at 6:10! What's your excuse this time?"
"I... overslept."
"Sure you did. Look, I have a mind to pack up and leave right now. BUT", he seemed to be reconsidering, "Since it cost me money to come here in the first place, let's just do it and get it over with."
"Cool, thanks", Jake breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yeah... whatever", Husky said, "Now...", he took out a slip of paper from his pocket, "This is the list of tricks I want you to do for the commercial. Don't worry, there's only four."
Jake took the paper, and skimmed the tricks. His eyes widened with each trick.
"I don't know what ANY of these are!"
"Well, then it's time you learned", Husky laughed. "Over there's my trainer, Travis 'The Man' Mann. He'll teach you them. I dunno how long you'll be here tonight... depends on if you're a fast learner or not..."
(End)
Jake was released at 7:15. So for the second time that night, Jake was late to a date. This time, for Rose's.
But knowing Rose, he was pretty sure that she would be more forgiving and understanding than Husky was.
Still, there was always that chance.
Jake had thoughts such as this the whole trip to Four Seasons. He had changed his clothes at the skatepark's restroom, which has been rated the worst public restroom in New York by the New York Times three years straight.
Soon enough, though, Jake got to the restaurant. He went inside, and went up to the head waiter with the reservation book.
"Um... 'scuse me, sir, but I have reservations under 'Long'?"
"Long? Ah, yes, someone was already here under that name."
"Rose, I'm guessing", Jake smiled. But his grin soon faded, "Wait... what do you mean by 'was'?"
"She left, that's what I mean."
Jake sighed, and slapped himself again. Great. Rose had bailed.
"But... it was not because you were late.."
"Hm?"
"She got a phone call from someone. Family member, I guess. Urgent. So she had to leave. She told me to tell you that she was sorry she had to leave, and that it wasn't because you were late."
"Really...", Jake was relieved, in a sense. He was a little upset that she had to leave. On the other hand, he was glad that it wasn't because of him.
"Mr. Long, if you would like a refund of your money, or if you would like your reservations moved to a different night, we may do that..."
"Um... yeah, money back'd be nice, thank you."
Jake got the money, thanked the waiter, and began to stroll home.
It wasn't what he had wanted.
But hey, at least he'd gotten the commercial done.
(End)
He was nearing his home, when he passed his Grandpa's shop.
Grandpa...
It made him wonder, what was his Grandpa doing nowadays?
He was still a dragon, right?
Jake decided to go in and have a little visit with him.
He was surprised to find that the door, although not wide open, had been open.
And inside...
Inside, it was even stranger.
Everything was a wreck.
Tables and chairs overturned...
Clothes and other things laying all over the floor.
It looked as if there had been a fight there.
But who?
The Huntsclan?
"Hello?", Jake called, "Anyone here?"
He heard someone running toward him in the other room.
Who was it?
Jake braced himself, in case it was the Huntsmaster. Or worse... Rose.
But his fears were calmed when Fu Dog appeared in the doorway.
"Fu! Is everything okay? Where's Grandpa?"
Fu didn't say anything.
Jake stared at him for a while, before Fu spoke, as Jake knew he could. The Fu in this world hadn't known that Jake knew this, though.
"Um... Jake, you're not gonna believe this, but... I can talk."
"I know."
"Wait... how do you..."
"It doesn't matter. Where's Grandpa?"
Fu sighed, "Your Grandpa... he's a dragon. And the Huntsclan found out his true identity. They came in, and before I knew what had happened, he was gone!"
"The Huntsclan? Oh no! Fu, what're we gonna do?"
"We? Kid, I dunno if YOU can do anything."
"You'd be surprised. Just trust me on this one, Fu. Where do you think they took him?"
"Probably in their secret base out on Ellis Island. Why?"
"Then that's where we'll go", Jake said reassuringly, "C'mon, Fu. I gotta go get someone, and then we're gonna go get Gramps back."
END CHAPTER
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