"Hey kiddo. Gonna give you the day off. That plastic surgery thing? Your contract's up so knock yourself out. Literally." Jack said happily over the Echo.
"R-r-really?!" Timothy said surprised.
"Nah." Jack said. "You just gotta go here to get face upgrade. Ya know, the mask and shit?"
"Oh…. alright." Timothy sighed with a frown.
"Also extended your contract. I need you for probably the rest of my life? That cool?" Jack added.
"Of course sir" Timothy said painfully happy.
"Alright? Okay! Make me look good!" Jack said before cutting off.
"Great…. What the fuck have i gotten myself into?! This damned psychopath won't even let me leave! I signed up for a few years not the rest of my life!" Timothy whined before taking a deep breath. "Come on Timothy calm down i'm sure he'll change his mind or some will…. Hopefully."
"Besides. Gaige will be fine. She'll find a way…. Right?" Timothy sighed. "Anyways i guess we gotta get to the damned surgery room… again." Timothy sighed, following the waypoint Jack had sent.
"Jack Radyson?" The front desk attendant gave him a weird look.
"Uh that's me… Jack..Radyson." Timothy said with a weak smile.
"You look… different." The attendant said.
"Uh… really?" Timothy said nervously.
"We prefer real names." The attendant sighed. "Aliases don't work."
"T-that is my name." Timothy said awkwardly.
"Please write here." The attendant sighed pushing a clipboard with a form. Timothy sighed as he took the form writing the familiarly painful signature of Jack that he'd been forced to write many times over.
"Right down the hall there. Past recovery." The attendant sighed.
"Thanks." Timothy said as he walked down the hall with his head down. As he walked though he caught an open door out of the corner of his eye.
"Hm?" Timothy hummed a bit curiously looking at the door before sighing and shaking his head continuing down to his room.
"Uh, hey, sorry to um, ask you this…" the voice of Rhys called after Timothy from the room. Timothy perked up at being spoken to.
"Um, could you ask someone if I'm allowed to go to the restroom?" Rhys called. "Just… wondering… no big deal..."
"Uh sure i guess man." Timothy said with a shrug.
"Uh… Jack? You look… different…" Rhys gulped, suddenly looking scared.
"Uh… yeah. I've got that a lot." Timothy sighed. "Why so shaken kiddo?"
"Um… n-no reason." Rhys gulped. "S-So why are you here."
"Uh… um… P-physical." Timothy said awkwardly.
"Well you don't have to stand. Go ahead and sit." Rhys said.
"Okay?" Timothy said as he walked over to the chair by the bedside. Sitting rather awkwardly as the unfamiliar hoodie hid most of him.
"So. You're Jack's little double, I'm guessing. Youre less… well, rude." Rhys asked, sitting up.
"Uh… What nah man… I'm Jack…." Timothy said awkwardly giving a very fake smile.
"Hmm. What's my last name then?" Rhys chuckled.
"Um…. I-I see a lot of people kiddo you expect me to remember everyone's name." Timothy chuckled awkwardly.
"Ha ha. Very funny." Rhys chuckled. "On a side note, try to look up more. You kinda scream poor."
"Uh...um.. I'm just not feeling all that great…" Timothy sighed.
"Oh? Do share." Rhys chuckled.
"Ghu… um… it's just yeah know not a good day… to be me….at all" Timothy sighed.
"Eh I find that's every day. Till Vaughn and me go to Keg A Tron 9000. Then everything is better." Rhys said happily.
"Well good for you kiddo…. Wish i had friends like that." Timothy said.
"Funny I could swear I've seen you there." Rhys chuckled.
"Pft what? No i don't have time for….. Such silly things." Timothy said looking confused.
"Oh really?" Rhys chuckled.
"Yeah im no nerd" Timothy said.
"Sure. Books are still for nerds?" Rhys chuckled.
"Yeah…" Timothy said with a weak chuckle.
"Hmph. I'll get you one day." Rhys huffed.
Timothy gave Rhys a worried look scouting back in his chair a bit. "Uh… keep dreaming kiddo." Timothy said a bit frightened.
"Okay… Timothy was it?" Rhys huffed, pouting.
"What? No im Jack…. Cupcake." Timothy said.
"Cupcake? That was awkward." Rhys said with a raised eyebrow.
Timothy sighed with a nod.
"So. Jack making you change again?" Rhys sighed.
"Uh change? What do you mean?" Timothy said nervously.
"The mask dum-dum." Rhys rolled his eyes.
"Y-yeah…" Timothy sighed.
"Sucks I'm guessing?" Rhys huffed. "Hmph. Hey you can keep a secret right?"
"A lot but hey i get paid…. Eventually." Timothy said weakly. "Yeah why?"
"Could you close the door? Also you got eridium on you?" Rhys sat up, struggling with his missing arm. "I kinda need it right now. Kinda a daily thing. No one will give me any here..."
"Uh sure. Kinda an odd thing to ask for but yeah." Timothy said with a confused expression as he stood up and walked over to the door.
"I've got my own stock, but it's at home. Well, till Jack… well. Nevermind. You got any?" Rhys sighed.
"A bit from my uh… travels." Timothy said as he closed the door.
"Sweet. Just set it down. I feel I can trust you so I'll trust my gut here." Rhys sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Okay?" Timothy said confused as he pulled a bag out of his hoddie pocket and opened it revealing a familiar glow of eridium mixed with a glow of moonstones.
"Hmm. Not what I'm used to but whatever." Rhys shrugged.
"Yeah i keep it on hand for either Pandora or Elpis. Never know right." Timothy chuckled as he picked out some of the Eridium and set it down. Rhys took it as his arm started glowing a bright yellow, and his one remaining eye glowed as well.
"Okay. Not all at once." Rhys sighed, crushing it in his hands as the eridium melted into the skin, everything around the room floating slightly.
"Whoa whoa, whoa, what's going on?!" Timothy said panicked.
"Give it a minute." Rhys sighed in relief as the missing arm started fixing itself back to the whined a bit gripping the chair tightly enough to where you could see white in his knuckles.
"Okay. You can let go now." Rhys sighed, opening his eye as everything came slamming to the ground. Timothy yelped a bit as the chair fell to the ground.
"That hell was that?!" Timothy whined.
"Ooh. I guess Jack hasn't told you his genocide plans?" Rhys sighed.
"Uh no?" Timothy said confused and still a bit shaken.
"Or his billion dollar bounty on Sirens?" Rhys sighed.
"Billion dollars?!" Timothy said surprised.
"More for certain ones. Lilith is in the trillions." Rhys said. "More if alive I imagine."
"Damn that's a lot of dollars just for a Siren. I can kinda understand Lilith tho….. Wasn't fun almost being killed." Timothy chuckled weakly.
"Well… I'm kinda one." Rhys shrugged. "Im kinda weak, I just heal, but yeah."
"Really?" Timothy said surprised. "Hm… Healing is always helpful. Would have been helpful a lot during some missions."
"But, well, I've heard Jack does some bad stuff to live ones, so I'd prefer staying low." Rhys sighed.
"Ah i see… Well secret's safe with me." Timothy said with a shrug.
"Pinky promise?" Rhys said.
"Sure." Timothy smiled a bit happily.
"Well. Now that's out of the way, I'm hoping Vaughn will come by. He said he had some new games to keep me from killing myself in boredom." Rhys said happily.
"Sounds like a great guy... " Timothy sighed.
"Friend envy?" Rhys chuckled.
"Uh no." Timothy said weakly.
"No? I'll be your friend." Rhys said. Timothy looked surprised before smiling a bit.
"Really?" Timothy said softly.
"Yeah!" Rhys said happily.
"I'm glad." Timothy said with a happy smile before a familiar rather angry voice could be heard from down the hall.
"Huh?" Rhys looked curious, going to the door.
"Oh no…" Timothy whined shrinking in his chair a bit.
"What? What's up?" Rhys asked, pausing.
"I swear the second i'm happy and not around him. He always has to appear! And ruin everything!" Timothy whined pulling the hoodie over his head.
"How does he know?! Your echo is off!" Rhys sighed.
"I don't know." Timothy sniffled.
"Timothy!" The familiar voice of Jack yelled from down the hall. Rhys jumped, stumbling back to sitting.
"See… Ruins everything." Timothy sighed with a pout.
"Well… I was gonna give this to Vaughn, but you need it more." Rhys sighed, passing a handmade friendship bracelet. Timothy looked surprised.
"You sure?" Timothy said surprised just as the door flung open.
"Don't even think about it TimTim!" Jack snapped standing in the doorway.
"Eh?!" Rhys startled, jumping back.
Jack looked over at Rhys with a glare before looking back at Timothy. "The hell are you doing in…. His room and not yours kitten?" Jack hissed.
"Uh… visiting?" Rhys whimpered fearfully.
"I'm sorry sir. He seemed lonely." Timothy sighed standing.
"He was just being company. I called him over. It's my fault." Rhys gulped. Timothy gulped a bit.
"Jack uh me… It's my fault i could have ignored him…. But i didn't. I-it won't happen again." Timothy said.
"It better not." Jack huffed grabbing Timothy's arm.
"Uh I'll just wait a bit longer for Vaughn. Thanks Timothy!" Rhys waved weakly.
"N-no problem… Rhys." Timothy said weakly before being yanked out of the room by Jack.
"Bye… friend." Rhys said before sighing.
""Bye….Friend." Timothy said weakly.
"Hmph. I'm pretty sure I gave you specific orders." Jack huffed, not looking at Timothy.
"I-i'm sorry…. He just seemed lonely…. I didn't think it'd do any harm." Timothy said weakly.
"Hmph. Time is money. Something you're familiar with." Jack hissed.
"I-i know. I'm sorry okay." Timothy said with a frown.
"Sure you are." Jack hissed.
"I am really sorry. It was my fault." Timothy whined a bit.
"Sure it was. I get it. Rhys is more fun." Jack huffed.
"He just seemed lonely…. I never said anything about him being more fun." Timothy huffed.
"I get it. He's stealing you from me." Jack hissed. "Just like everything else. Everyone leaves me."
"What no?!" Timothy said surprised by the sudden change in Jack. "I've been by your side through a lot of hell….. Cause of my contract but still."
"But what good is a piece of paper?! You can walk right out. Go and try it!" Jack sighed.
"And not get the money you promised me? Ya know my college debt that you've promised to pay off for me." Timothy huffed. "Yeah right."
"I never said I wouldn't ever pay you! I'm just saying I need you around. You work for me. And you can quit if you want." Jack huffed.
"So i could just go and you'd still pay me?" Timothy said a bit surprised.
"Of course. What kinda monster do you think I am?" Jack sighed.
"Well you didn't seem to be that uh…. Honest or nice about just letting me go." Timothy said
"Well… I thought we were friends, ya know. I thought I had someone." Jack sighed. "Ya know? Ever since Chloe- I've got few friends. I know I'm nobody's favourite. But I want to be someone's."
Timothy sighed frowning a bit. "I never knew you considered me a…. Friend." Timothy said hanging his head.
"I do! You're the last friend I have. The Meriff, Chloe, Roland, Moxxi, that bitch that we won't mention. You're the last person I have." Jack sighed sadly.
"I'm sorry… i should have figured that you did…. God im a horrible person." Timothy whined.
"Nah… its okay. I should know by now. Nobody cares." Jack said sadly.
"No… I care." Timothy sighed.
"Do you really Timothy?" Jack huffed.
"Yes." Timothy said.
"Well… glad to know I have someone left." Jack sighed as they came to the designated room.
"N-no problem." Timothy said with a weak smile.
"Now. Let's look into that face." Jack said happily.
"Right…" Timothy sighed remembering his original reason for being there.
