Gilbert groaned, slowly opening his eyes and looking around, immediately noticing he was tied up. The sound of a radio on could be heard with a male's voice humming along to the song playing. Gilbert maneuvered to sit up, leaning on the door looking around dazed.

"Who…. what…." Gilbert whined.

"Oh good. Your up finally kiddo." Jack chuckled.

"Finally… up….?" Gilbert slurred.

"You've been passed out for some time." Jack said.

"Passed out….? Where am i..." Gilbert mumbled, blinking awake.

"Yeah for a good hour or two. On our way to our next stop." Jack said.

"Next stop…? Where are we going…? Who are you…?" Gilbert yawned.

"Thinking about grabbing something to eat. Oh i guess the deguise dose kinda fool people. Jack remember." Jack chuckled.

"Jack….?" Gilbert mumbled trying to remember.

"We meet up at the park…. After you and your dad had a fight." Jack sighed.

"Did we….? I don't remember a park at all…." Gilbert mumbled.

"It'll come to ya kiddo." Jack said.

"I don't remember…. Anything…." Gilbert shook his head confused.

"You remember your name at least right?" Jack said.

"Um…." Gilbert mumbled.

"Gilbert Bishop." Jack sighed.

"Gilbert Bishop?" Gilbert cocked his head.

"Yeah." Jack said.

"Okay…." Gilbert mumbled, sitting up. "Wh-what happened. Who are you really."

"You were sitting alone at the park i felt bad for ya so i came to chat and see what was up. We chatted then we went to go get something to eat but some assholes jumped us and managed to knock ya out i pulled my pistol out they scurried and ran. I don't like people touching things in my car so i didn't know if you're one of those moves a lot in your sleep kinda people but i didn't wanna risk it so i tied ya up there." Jack explained. "And all ya need to know about me is i'm Jack."

"Sleep? I don't remember falling asleep? Or at least i don't feel tired…." Gilbert said.

"You were knocked out kid." Jack said.

"Oh…. Can we go home?" Gilbert said, sitting in the seat.

"Hmm…. Where ya live kid?" Jack said.

"Uh…. 9271 South street?" Gilbert mumbled.

"Okay." Jack said.

"W-we can go home? My dad and brother must be worried sick… it's dark out…" Gilbert worried.

"Of course kiddo. Who do you think i am? Some kidnapper?" Jack chuckled. "I'm sure they are we we're chatting for some time at the park."

"Oh…. Well… thanks for helping me out…. If i can return the favor…." Gilbert said.

"No problem kid." Jack said happily. "Just try to stay out of trouble."

"Oh… okay…" Gilbert yawned, starting to doze again. Jack calmly drove through the town till they got to Gilbert's neighborhood.

"It's around here right kid?" Jack spoke up.

"Mmm hmm….. " Gilbert nodded.

"Just checking. What's your dad's car look like?" Jack asked.

"Mmm…. Purple car, kinda van looking." Gilbert mumbled.

"Not seeing one around here." Jack sighed.

"He might be looking for me. The mailbox should say Vincent Bishop." Gilbert mumbled.

"Uh this the place?" Jack said pulling up to Gilbert's house. The lights were all off in the house as no one was home.

"Yeah…" Gilbert said, already uncomfortable. The normally left on porch light was off as well which Gilbert already knew was a bad sign.

"Hm…. maybe they're out somewhere…." Gilbert said, sitting up.

"I'll wait till ya get inside." Jack said calmly. Gilbert tried to stand before remembering he was restrained.

"Oh right sorry." Jack sighed bending over the seat to help Gilbert.

"Thanks." Gilbert said, turning to let Jack work.

"Don't mention it kiddo." Jack said. Gilbert immediately got out as soon as Jack was done, using his own key to unlock the door. The house was completely silent.

"Guys? Sep? You guys home?" Gilbert called stepping inside.

There was no response and no little note on the intable like normal when his dad would go out looking for him. Gilbert walked further into the house, noticing a lot of things were missing. Nothing was stolen as the door had been locked and nothing seemed to be knocked over or really any sign of forced entry. Gilbert got a growing unease as he went to the stairs, looking up the dark stairwell. The normal light that his dad had installed so Sep and Gil could see the steps was off. Gilbert gulped, taking a step up the stairs getting a growing feeling of unease. Nothing seemed to ease his feeling as the dark house stayed silent. He then noticed the travel closet, the one used to contain things for trips and traveling, was open and empty except for Gilbert's case. Which had meant that both Sep and his father had took off. Leaving Gilbert behind with no warning or clue to where they went. Gilbert felt a deep panic set in, already going down the stairs feeling fear of where his family had gone that involved disappearing. The normally so welcoming house now felt cold. They clearly hadn't meant to move out, everything was still in place, except for it's occupants. Maybe it was one of his dad's 'camping' trips. But Gilbert couldn't remember being told he'd be home alone, unless he'd run out of the house as his father said so…. No. No he wouldn't do that…. Would he? Maybe this was his father's way of telling him that he really did favor Septhis over him. Gilbert felt anger as his fists balled up and slight tears appeared. He was alone….. Forgotten? Probably not but alone. Gilbert mentally ran down the list of people he could turn to in this situation, that wouldn't take his father's side and leave him. The list was…. Surprisingly short. His three friends Adam, Russell, Ash he knew he could trust but…. Would their parents let him live there? Adam had his siblings and strict house life. Russell's maybe? But they were out of town on some kinda family trip. Ash had her own problems and doubtful her parents wouldn't be suspicious of him living there. Scott? Gilbert couldn't bring himself to add Scott, the man had enough stress in his life, with inevitable death and a stressful job constantly telling him to take it easy. Gilbert felt bad just turning to any of them, not wanting to be a burden with his own problems. His mother? He knew she'd always be against his step dad but….. He'd changed since he last even spoke to her. On the other hand, he knew for a fact his twin sister still lived with their mother. Surely his mother wouldn't say no if his sister begged. But would his sister? They hadn't spoken in awhile either…. What if his sister had moved on. Had forgotten him too. Who else could he trust? He couldn't think of anyone else other than the people he'd already crossed off the list. He'd never been the outgoing 'let's be friends' type. He was smart sure but could he live on his own? He'd never successfully run away from home simply on the fact that he would realize mere hours later that he had nowhere to go. And who would even help a kid out in this kind of neighborhood? He was more likely to get shot going to school then find someone who would even care…. Or maybe not? Gilbert hated the idea of going to anyone, burdening them with his problems. But this random guy who had apparently chatted with him and helped him out was the only one left that he couldn't cross off just yet…. But Jack? A complete stranger? Could he really ask it of Jack to have to take him in, not even knowing Jack's lifestyle? Was it even worth considering? I mean he seemed like a pretty nice guy as he well helped him out but really? Jack... He'd just met the man, he probably wasn't even parent material, much less taking care of someone younger than him. But it's all he had left right? Either that or wait to see if his dad and Septhis would come home….. But could he even face his dad again? Would his dad even welcome him back, or drive him out? It was either face his dad if he even came back or Jack… neither seemed exceptionally better than the other. Even then the idea of really leaving the house for the first time, truly leaving, scared Gilbert worse than anything before. The sound of the car starting up outside singled if Jack was going to be an option he'd have to act now. Taking a deep breath, Gilbert grabbed a loose piece of notebook paper and started on a note, on the off chance his father was actually looking for him. It wasn't his neatest handwriting but it was legible. Sighing at the lack of neatness, he left it on the coffee table and quickly ran out back to Jack. Jack had started to leave going around the loop of Gilbert's street but stopped on the other side apparently noticing him. Gilbert sighed, locking the door after himself and quickly running to where Jack was. Jack rolled down the window on the passenger's side.

"What's wrong kiddo?" Jack asked obviously confused by Gilbert being out of the house and now by his car.

"... A lot of stuff." Gilbert sighed sadly.

Jack sighed. "Kid ya don't need to tell me thinks again or goodbye." Jack chuckled.

"Eh. A bit worse than that. They…. Left me." Gilbert sighed.

"Left ya?" Jack said looking surprised.

"Yeah. Just took their traveling stuff and ditched me…. Figured they would one day but…" Gilbert sighed heavily. The sound of the car unlocking surprised Gilbert a bit.

"Come on then." Jack sighed. Gilbert sighed getting in and slouching in the passenger seat.

"How about we grab something to eat and chill for a bit huh." Jack sighed locking the car again. Gilbert nodded somberly, not really in the mood to talk right now.

"Glad ya trust me this much kiddo. Not a lot of people would trust some random stranger."Jack sighed turning the radio off sensing the mood.

"It's either you or my friends or uncle or mom. And if there's anything that pains me more, it's putting my shit on top of their lives." Gilbert sighed.

"Understandable. Ya know i can kinda respect you for leaving when they left you." Jack sighed.

"How so?" Gilbert said.

"Eh my family isn't all that great either kid. My mom kinda dropped me off at my grandma's and i got out as soon as i could." Jack said.

"Sounds kinda familiar. My mom split with my birth dad over a stupid misunderstanding and then went and married my step dad and then she left him and split me and my twin." Gilbert sighed.

"See we all got our own shit. But i got your back kiddo." Jack said.

"I've learned no one has my back but me." Gilbert chuckled weakly.

"Eh i learned that too. But i'll help ya how's that." Jack said.

"Long as you don't ditch me, you watch my back i'll watch yours." Gilbert shrugged.

"Sounds like we got ourselves a deal." Jack chuckled.

"Seems like we do…" Gilbert said.

"So… what do you like to do in your free time?" Jack said.

"Eh. read. Watch videos. Movies. Occasionally mess with electronics." Gilbert said. "If dad doesn't drag me out to one of his 'bonding time' events. Freakin body disposal dad… really…."

"Body disposal?" Jack sounded intrigued instead of freaked out which was weird.

"Huh?" Gilbert looked up. "Oh. My dad had a bit of a… well, killing streak. And of course i get to clean up after him…" Gilbert sighed.

"I see…. Must have been a bit shocking at first huh." Jack chuckled seemingly unfazed by this information.

"Not really. I'm kinda used to shit after a life of it." Gilbert sighed.

"I can completely understand that." Jack said.

"What about it." Gilbert sighed.

"WHo not being surprised by things that would surprise others. Cause i've seen a lot of the shit this world has to offer." Jack sighed.

"You sounded interested by it." Gilbert said. "Like you were gonna suggest something out of it."

"It's just a nice happenstance." Jack said with a smile.

"Nice happenstance? For what?" Gilbert said.

"Eh things pop up and get messy if ya catch my drift." Jack chuckled.

"Yeah…. What about them?" Gilbert said.

"I'm actually hunting down someone who took someone important from me. But i'm having some fun along the way. Killing here and there." Jack said sImply.

"Hmpf. Yeah." Gilbert said, sounding unsurprised.

"You can be really helpful with your experience." Jack said.

"Okay?" Gilbert said with a raised eyebrow. "And what is my role in all this…"

"After a kill help me dispose of the bodies. Normally it's where i first meet em. The only specific thing is this." Jack sighed pulling his wallet out and opening it to show a picture of a girl happily smiling. "Leaving a picture of my baby girl there so that ass knows i'm after him."

"Hmm." Gilbert said looking over the picture. "Looks slightly familiar."

"She was killed. Murdered by that fucking bastard who killed a group of kids at Freddy's." Jack sighed sadly.

"Oh…." Gilbert said, looking surprised then subdued.

Jack raise an eyebrow. "You know the incident i'm guessing." Jack said.

"Yeah... J-just what everyone else knows. And maybe a bit more." Gilbert said.

"Oh really?" Jack said with a smirk.

"... my uncle's a cop. Police chief actually." Gilbert said. "He, uh, worked on the case personally."

"I see." Jack hummed before sighing. "I'm sure they're gonna be looking for you then huh?"

"I'd imagine." Gilbert said.

"I don't need to be getting caught before i get my revenge. Alright kiddo." Jack growled.

"Alright." Gilbert said.

"So if they call you have to get them off your back and off my trail." Jack huffed.

"Easy enough." Gilbert said.

"Good." Jack said relaxing a bit. Gilbert sighed, moving the seat to lean back staring at the roof.

The ride was rather quiet till Jack pulled up to a diner that surprisingly was still around. Gilbert sat up, pulling a girly cap from the backseat over his head covering the bright red hair and pulling his jacket collar up to cover the back of his neck hair. Jack pulled his jacket up a bit and running a hand through his hair.

"Alright kid nothing to expensive i don't got a lot of cash on me." Jack sighed.

"I'm not a fancy eater." Gilbert shrugged, getting out.

"Good to know." Jack chuckled getting out and locking the car. Gilbert chuckled, childishly running up the steps waiting for Jack. Jack casually walked up to the dinner. Gilbert rolled his eyes, going inside.

"Gilbert. Running again?" The waitress called as Gilbert startled before chuckling.

"You guys know me too well." Gilbert sighed.

"You're paying for yourself. Half off, since i know you can barely pay full." The waitress sighed.

"Of course." Gilbert chuckled, sitting himself down at a booth in the back, with carved graffiti all in the table. Jack chuckled as he sat down on the other side of the booth.

"Guess your a normal customer here." Jack chuckled.

"Haven't been in a while, but yeah." Gilbert said.

"Well glad that i can bring ya again. But it's not gonna be a normal thing kiddo." Jack said leaning back.

"Oh i know." Gilbert said, pulling out his own wallet. "Luckily my dad pays me to get good grades. Or at least Scott does." Gilbert said.

"Always nice to have some kinda income." Jack sighed.

"Either way it works." Gilbert said picking up the menu and looking over it. Jack picked the menu up looking it over as well.

"What would you boys like to drink." The waitress came over.

"Coffee. Black." Gilbert said.

"Eh surprise me hon." Jack said with a smile. The waitress grumbled going back to the bar to give their orders.

"Really bro?" Gilbert chuckled.

"What?" Jack said.

"Only reason i get a discount is cause i'm a kid. It doesn't work both ways bro." Gilbert chuckled.

"I know but it's fun to mix it up once and awhile." Jack chuckled.

"Ewwwwww." Gilbert fake puked.

"Hey don't knock it kid. It can be pretty fun." Jack laughed.

"Ew now you sound like my real dad." Gilbert whined.

Jack chuckled. "Well guess i'm kinda your new adopted father so eh." Jack said with a shrug.

"Eh me and adopted fathers have a bad history." Gilbert said.

"You'll have fun kiddo. I kinda doubt i'm like anyone you've met before." Jack chuckled.

"Now you're just making it sound worse." Gilbert giggled.

"Ah i'm not that bad." Jack said.

"Just don't call yourself dad and we'll be cool." Gilbert sighed, shaking his head.

"We'll see." Jack said.

"No wonder you don't have boys. You're a horrible influence." Gilbert whined. Jack just shrugged. Gilbert rolled his eyes hiding behind his menu. Jack chuckled a bit tapping his foot a bit. Gilbert set the menu down reaching for the kids menu opening it to do the puzzles. Jack raised an eyebrow.

"Ya like puzzles?" Jack said.

"... They're challenging." Gilbert blushed in embarrassment.

"Ah." Jack said looking around the place boardly.

"I never have anyone to do the tic tac toe with me." Gilbert grumbled.

"Well i'm here aren't I?" Jack chuckled. Gilbert shrugged pushing the menu to the middle. Jack picked up the yellow crayon. Gilbert picked up the red.

"So i go first or you?" Jack said.

"You." Gilbert said.

"Ha alright." Jack said as he placed an X in the center. Gilbert chuckled putting an O next to it. Jack put an X in the upper left corner. The two had been playing for a mere couple of minutes before it ended in a tie.

"Nice moves ya got there kid." Jack chuckled.

"I've been playing for a while. I got this." Gilbert chuckled.

"As i can tell." Jack said. Gilbert took the menu back to color in the dinosaur before a plate of waffles set in a smily face was put in front of him, Gilbert immediately abandoning the coloring for the plate. A plate with a burger with all the works and fries on the side was set in front of Jack who dug in as well.

"Thank you!" Gilbert said happily, his mouth full.

Jack paused a bit looking confused. "Thanks cupcake." Jack said awkwardly. The waitress ignored him as Gilbert giggled. Jack frowned at being ignored.

"Again, really bro?" Gilbert giggled.

"It's my thing alright." Jack huffed.

"Sure." Gilbert chuckled. Jack rolled his eyes as he continued to eat. Gilbert took what was left of his waffles and started to make a small house out of it. Jack just gave Gilbert a 'what the fuck' expression.

"What? If you're going to enjoy your food, at least visually enjoy it." Gilbert shrugged.

"I guess?" Jack said still looking confused. Gilbert was too busy making 'waffle people' to notice. Jack only rolled his eyes as he practically scarfed down the fries like he hadn't eaten in days…. Which might have been true. Gilbert just took bacon and made a little toothpick and bacon flag, making a small house and people on his plate. Gilbert happily set the little scene up before finally 'cannibalizing' his waffle people and house. Jack had finished his plate before Gilbert finished his own

"So. What now." Gilbert said, leaning back on a full stomach.

"Well i'm going to need to pick up a few things here and there also uh… stop by the bank for more money." Jack said.

"Cool. So where do you stay." Gilbert said, sipping coffee.

"Wherever i feel mostly renting a room for a night at a hotel or motel." Jack said. Gilbert gave a disgusted look but shrugged.

"What it's a roof over the head for the night." Jack sighed.

"Still. Motel. Kinda known for not being the most clean place in the world." Gilbert said.

"So long as it's got a bed and a bathroom i'm fine." Jack sighed.

"Alright alright. Whatever you say, dude." Gilbert said.