Chapter four: Wuya's turn
The next morning Chase got the book and looked up the list of ingredients that he needed after that he vanished into a portal.
"Bye bye dada" Jack gurgled and waved to Chase from his pillow bowl, Wuya sighed and sat down on the couch and got out a book and began to read. Jack clambered out of the pillow bowl and crawled up to Wuya.
"Momma" he said and held up his arms for a hug, she tossed him a biscuit and he sat down to nibble on it. Meanwhile Wuya got up and looked around.
"Now where does Chase keep his Shen-gong-wu?" she cackled and she just walked past Jack as if he wasn't there, he giggled and crawled after her as she looked in Chase's Throne room. Jack sat down in front of Chase's throne and watched as Wuya searched high and low for the wu, she turned to look at him.
"Don't suppose you know where he stashed them?" she asked.
"Blibble!" Jack gurgled and waved his hands around in the air, Wuya gave a growl of anger and tried looking somewhere else and Jack followed.
Wuya was searching the garden area when a horrendous stench reached her nose, she looked around to see Jack sitting there looking at his nappy he then looked up at Wuya.
"Please tell me you're not making that smell" she muttered, Jack looked down at his nappy and then wiggled around as if he was confirming it was there. He then beamed up at Wuya.
"Poop poop!" he giggled.
"Well I know exactly what to do with you!" she declared…
'Slam!' went the front door as Wuya shifted Jack outside to escape the smell; Jack babbled a bit and looked around at his new surroundings. He was on the front door step of Chase's scary cave door he gurgled and crawled around.
Jack was kept busy as he had plenty of rocks to chew and suck on, in one occasion he found a moving rock that was really squishy and crunchy to chew on it was later found out that it was a beetle having an afternoon walk across Chase's palace door.
Jack was so busy looking around and chasing beetles he didn't realise the clouds darkening above him.
He was sucking on a rock when a drop of water plopped on his nose; he looked up as another plopped on his cheek.
"Pee pee?" he asked and looked up as the rain began to pour down from the sky, Jack rubbed his face as each raindrop landed on his face.
"No pee pee!" he squealed and wiggled towards the door, the tapped it and looked up.
"Momma!" he cried "Momma momma!" he began to cry when thunder rolled across the sky and lightning cracked in the clouds. Jack wiggled closer to the door in attempt to get away from the loud scary noises.
"Momma? Dada?" he whimpered and began to cry quietly as the rain poured from the sky…
Later in the afternoon, Wuya had given up trying to find the wu and had settled for having a nap. In a crack of black lightning Chase returned with a bag over his shoulder.
"Oh hey Chase" she yawned but Chase ignored her and looked around. Jack wasn't in his pillow bowl, nor was he hiding under the table.
"Where's Jack?" he demanded.
"Oh he began to stink up the place so I let him play outside" Wuya said and Chase stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
"You're joking?" he cried "You left a one year old baby out on the door step in a storm!"
"It's raining?" she asked and looked out a window as a flash of lightning streaked past "Oh so it is" she said but Chase wasn't there, he went to the front door as it rose up and there sat Jack. He was soaked to the bone in nothing but his little diaper and with big miserable eyes.
"Dada…me wet" he whimpered and began to sob.
Jack lied there in his pillow bowl wrapped in a warm fluffy towel shivering, he watched as Chase was giving Wuya a serious talk.
"Wuya for a woman you seriously lack mothering skills!" Chase cried "What idiot would leave a baby in a storm!"
"So I left him the rain big whoop, you would have done the same in my position he was beginning to reek!" Wuya muttered and waving her hand in front of her nose.
"Babies soil their clothing it's what they do" Chase said "If you had not made that stupid youth potion we wouldn't be having this trouble!"
"If you hadn't stolen my powers in the first place all I would have to do is click my fingers and I would have gotten what I wanted"
"You could swim in the fountain of youth and you'd still be ugly!" Chase sniped.
"At least I haven't gone soft"
"What!" Chase roared.
"You care for that little runt of a monk and now you're looking after a baby…face it Chase you've gone soft"
As this carried on Jack watched and his baby logic was going wild. This baby logic was a mix of common sense, curiosity and old memories from the first time Jack was a baby. Right now it was telling him that the last time mommy and daddy were fighting, daddy had left the next day and he never came back.
So if mommy and daddy fight again…daddy will run away again and never ever come back and it was all his fault!
Chase and Wuya were in mid-rant when Jack began to cry, it wasn't an 'I'm hungry cry' or 'I'm tired gristle' it was a really distressed wail. They stopped to see Jack screaming as tears poured down his cheeks and he threw himself against the pillow bowl and sobbed into one of the pillows.
"What's with him?" Wuya demanded.
"He's upset! I thought it was very obvious" Chase said and went over to him; he picked Jack up who was still crying.
"He started wailing when we were arguing maybe he hates people shouting" Wuya said.
"Does that sound like compassion for him?" Chase smiled.
"No just compassion for my ears if he cries any louder I think my ear drums will pop!" she groaned "Seeing as he likes you better…"
"And seeing as I didn't leave him alone in a storm…" Chase piped in.
"Yeah…you can baby sit him" Wuya said and walked off to her room, Jack hugged Chase around the neck and cried into his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Chase muttered.