Chapter five: daddy go bye bye?

The next day Wuya started making the potion, she looked to Chase who was watching.

"It's going to take around about twelve hours to boil up and be ready for drinking, so you're stuck with little baby poop pants until this evening" Wuya smirked "But you know we can always keep Jack like this, seeing as you like him so much"

"Just get on with it Wuya" he snapped and walked away.

Jack was sleeping in his pillow bowl but he looked troubled, when Chase came in he slowly woke up and looked up at him.

"Good morning little one" he said and Jack looked up at him.

"Dada?"

"What have I told you? You must call me master!" Chase said but Jack just sniffled and sat down in his bowl. Chase knelt down to look at him.

"Are you still upset about last night?" he asked and Jack pulled his blanket over his head "I'm guessing that is a yes"

"Dada" Jack mumbled and lied down to hide his face.

Chase's breakfast appeared and Chase sat down at the table, he looked to Jack and got some chopped up bananas in a bowl and put it in front of Jack.

Jack didn't even look at it he just crawled out of the pillow bowl and wandered away; Chase got up and picked him up in mid crawl. Jack wiggled in his grasp and Chase turned him around to face him.

"What is wrong with you?" he demanded.

Jack looked at him as baby logic told him: daddy going to run away, he's going to run away and you are never going to see him again.

This made Jack upset again and he began to cry, Chase held him close in a bid to stop him crying and then settled him down in his pillow bowl. He got out some paper from yesterday and gave it to him.

"Here do some drawings" he said and Jack took it and scribbled away as Chase ate his breakfast.

Later that day Chase was doing some Tai Chi but although you're suppose to be clear minded Chase was concerned…and that was worrying him even more. He was concerned about a baby…evil isn't suppose to do that, he's been at this evil gig for a thousand years but this is the first time he's been worried about something like a helpless infant.

"I must be ill" he muttered. "That can be the only reason"

Chase took a deep breath and began to focus again…

'Thumpf…thumpf….thumpf thumpf thumpf' the slow soft thudding was getting on his nerves and Chase looked to see the cause. Jack was throwing all of his pillows out of his bowl; Chase groaned and went over to him.

"What are you doing?" he demanded.

"Ja Ja bad Ja Ja bad!" Jack mumbled angrily and tossed the last one out.

"I can see you're being bad what of it?" Chase demanded and then had to quickly grab him as Jack was beginning to throw himself back against the wall and head bang against the stone bowl.

"Okay why were you doing that?"

"Ja Ja bad!" he said as if it was an excuse. "Dada no like Ja Ja cos Ja Ja bad!"

"You're punishing yourself?" Chase demanded "Wow you really must teach that to other babies it'll save parents loads of time"

"Ja Ja bad!"

"No you're not being bad you're being idiotic! Cracking your skull open will not make me like you!" Chase said "For one thing you'll ruin the bowl by getting blood all over it" he flicked his fingers up and the pillows flew back into the bowl. While doing that he caught sight of the pictures Jack was drawing, most of them were angry scribbles one was a little stick man crying.

"Something's upsetting you that's for sure. You're not eating and you were trying to hurt yourself"

"Dada no like Ja Ja?" Jack asked "Why dada no like Ja Ja?"

"I like you…I guess…but I am an evil Overlord of Darkness I cannot have a baby in my midst, what if my enemies found out about you? Hannibal Roy Bean might think of you as my weakness and kidnap you and…aaaugrh!" Chase groaned "I'm explaining myself to a baby! And Jack Spicer no less!"

"Dada no like Ja Ja!" Jack cried and sobbed into Chase's chest, Chase sighed.

"You're probably just tired or something so go to sleep and then…err…I don't know we'll play or something" he said and laid Jack down; Jack sat up and watched Chase sit down to meditate.

Jack didn't sleep he just sat there watching Chase sadly, knowing that sooner or later Daddy was going to run away and never be seen again. All through Chase's meditation session Jack just watched him even when candles were floating above his head he just sat there staring at him.

"I remember telling you to go to sleep Jack" Chase called.

Yes so you can run away and never be seen again Baby logic declared if you stay awake Daddy can't run away without you seeing him!

Chase looked at Jack and sighed. It was the afternoon now and no matter what Chase did Jack refused to laugh or even smile. He didn't eat or drink or even chew on anything. Chase was getting desperate.

"Are you still unhappy?" he demanded and Jack looked at him sadly "Very well you leave me no choice" he said and clicked his fingers, a reluctant tiger slowly walked in as if it had been given a death sentence.

It sat down next to Jack and looked at him knowing for a fact Jack liked to chew on tigers' tails, during Chase's first turn to baby sit he had to rescue Jack from an enraged tiger, Jack had been chewing its tail and every time he saw one of them he tried to get their tails.

Jack looked at the tiger and patted it softly, he got its tail and stroked it and looked at Chase.

"Kitty" Jack said and held its tail out to Chase.

"No thank you" he said and he mentally noted to give this tiger extra food that night.

"Nice kitty" Jack said and hugged its massive paw, he looked up at Chase and then up at the tiger. He let go of the tiger and looked at Chase again, he crawled over to him and hugged his leg. The tiger secretly laughed at the ludicrous sight of a baby hugging his master's leg.

"Dada no go" Jack whispered and Chase looked down to see he had closed his eyes.

"Go where?"

"I've finished…"Wuya said and stopped to see the strange sight of a tiger sniggering at Chase who looked like he had a baby sleeping on his foot.

"Ahem…like I said I've finished the potion" Wuya said.

"Yes but we have a slight problem" Chase said.

"Someone with problems of letting go?" Wuya asked.

"No Jack hasn't eaten anything all day"

"So you're worried about him and think we should keep him like this for a little while longer? Oh yeah Chase what a crap excuse"

"If he hasn't eaten nice food like fruit and milk what do you think are the chances of him drinking something that contains ancient turtle shell scrapings?" Chase demanded glaring at her.

"So what's with him?" Wuya exclaimed.

"Ja Ja bad!" Jack declared and crawled away; Chase and Wuya watched as Jack clambered back into his bowl and began to chuck the pillows out again.

"What's he doing?"

"A baby's idea of self harming" Chase groaned "he trying to crack his head open on the bowl because he thinks he's been bad…why I don't know" he walked over and picked him up; Jack threw the pillow he had in his hands onto the floor and cried.

"I say we just force feed him the potion!" Wuya cried and took Jack out of Chase's hands, Jack screamed even louder and twisted and turned to face Chase with his hands out.

"No momma bad momma!" he squealed and Chase cracked up laughing.

"I don't think he's forgiven you for yesterday" he chuckled and Jack practically leapt into Chase's arms. "Give me the bottle"

Jack looked at the bottle with extreme disgust and you wouldn't blame him, the potion was a vile green colour and bubbled horribly in the bottle. He pushed it away and grunted.

"No!"

"If you drink I will like you" Chase said and Jack looked up at him.

"Dada like Ja Ja?"

"Yes I will like you but only if you drink this" Chase said and Jack took the bottle and drank it, his face was screwed up from the sheer bitter taste.

"Icky!" Jack squeaked.

"Yes that should be enough" Wuya said snatching the bottle from him, "And now we take him back to his house put him in his bed and he'll be none the wiser!"

"Dada like Ja Ja?" Jack asked looked up at Chase, he didn't answer he just teleported them to Jack's house.

Chase went into Jack's room, inside it was the usual gothic teenager posters and chucked clothes and robots, plans and other evil genius stuff lay scattered on tables and spilled onto the floor, and Jack's bed was right next to a night light.

Jack was feeling really sleepy and was nuzzled up to Chase's chest, he woke up however when Chase placed him in the big bed. Chase looked down at him as he tucked him in.

"Dada?" he mumbled.

"Good bye" he whispered and Jack shot up, daddy was going? This was it! Daddy was going to run away and never be seen again!

"Dada no!" Jack squealed as Chase headed towards the door, Jack wrestled out of the quilt and crawled up to the end of the bed. He had to stop him running away what can Jack possibly do to stop daddy running away? Didn't he want Jack to call him something other than daddy, what was it again?

Jack held out his hands and squealed as loud as he could…

"Ma Ta!"

Chase stopped and Wuya looked back.

"What did he say?" Wuya demanded.

"Ma Ta! Ma Ta!" Jack cried and Chase smiled walked back in and closed the door in Wuya's face.

"You called me master" Chase said.

"No go Ma Ta," Jack whimpered and hugged Chase as he sat down, Chase picked him up and Jack snuggled up to him.

"No…go…" he mumbled as he fell asleep, Chase tucked him back into bed.

"You have my word that I will be here when you wake up" Chase said and Jack smiled in his sleep.