Will was early as he walked into the Bass penthouse, a box clutched in his hand. When he first stepped out he paused for a minute, he could swear that he heard laughing in the main room. After double-checking that he was in the right place he walked out to see where the noise was coming from. He was greeted by Jack sitting next to Chuck on the couch, passing pictures to him.

"William!" Jack exclaimed as he stood up to shake his hand. "I was just showing Chuck here some pictures of my… conquests, you might say, back home. And can I just tell you this boy is a genius!" He kept laughing as he sat back down and threw his arm around Chuck's shoulder, a large grin on the almost 11 year olds face.

"It's been too long," Will responded sarcastically.

Before any of them could say another word Bart came walking into the room, freezing when he saw his brother.

"Bart, I just came by to see whether or not you'd reviewed my application," Jack said, taking on a more business like voice.

"Let's talk in my office. Will, join us. And Charles, just stay here look at the pictures of… women," Bart said, surprised, taking a minute to look at Jack's pictures, before shaking his head and walking towards his office. The two other men followed.

When they got into the office Bart busied himself by unpacking his briefcase, leaving Will and Jack standing awkwardly by the wall. "So, are you going to tell me what you've decided?" Jack snapped.

"I've gotten you a position as head of Bass Industries new branch… in Australia."

"Australia?" Jack practically screamed. "You've got to be kidding me? I can't move to Australia!"

"Yes, you can. I got you a plane ticket for a few hours from now. You start work immediately." When Jack opened his mouth to say something else, Bart cut him off, "You're not cut out for this kind of work, Jack. I'm doing you a big favor, so you better not screw this up."

He handed Jack a plane ticket then turned back to his desk, dismissing him. Jack, too angry to form words, stormed out of the office.

The sound of the door slamming echoed in the room. Will cleared his throat, "Australia's all the way around the world, Bart."

"I do realize that, Will. But thanks for the geography lesson," Bart said, still not making eye contact.

"He's your brother."

"Yeah, and you know what kind of brother he is. Just last year he tried to plant heroin in my office. He's slept with every women on my staff."

Will nodded his head, "I'll give you that. But really, tonight? He should at least be able to stay for Chuck's birthday dinner."

"Do you really think that Charles needs a guy like Jack around? He brought him pictures of women he's slept with," Bart countered.

Will laughed at this point. He couldn't help but agree with Bart, they both moved out the door, realizing they should be heading out to dinner. When they walked into the main room they didn't see anybody there. "Chuck!" Bart yelled to the empty house. After a minute of silence he pulled out his phone, "Shit," he muttered.

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Will was walking down the hall of Bass Industries, his head bent over all of his paperwork, when he ran into someone. "Chuck? What are you doing here?"

"Bart wanted to talk to me," she mumbled, trying to hold back the rejected look that was on his face.

Will could tell that something Bart had said had upset Chuck so he quickly said, "Hey, I was just heading back to my office and I really need a break from all of this paperwork. Come with me."

Chuck meekly nodded as they walked into Will's room, both relaxing on his comfy chairs. Will busied himself with his work, while Chuck stared down at his hands.

"Jack told me what happened and I was angry so I left. Nate and I went out and met up with Carter Baizen and he took us to a club and gave us joints," Chuck breathed out, looking up at Will, worried about his reaction.

Will just nodded his head, almost smiling, "And did you have fun?"

Chuck, surprised, answered, "Yeah… yeah I really did actually."

"Well, I'm glad then. Much better then a dinner with your father and I would've been. I'm surprised you even pulled it off, it took your father and I till we were 15 to be able to get into any clubs," Chuck laughed at this confession, a smug smirk lining his face. "But you never ended up getting my present so here you go. Happy Birthday, Chuck," Will smiled as he handed him the package.

When Chuck opened it, he pulled out the long fabric, delight spreading across his features. He slid the scarf around his neck, "It's perfect," he whispered.

"Well I figured everybody should have a signature. And when I saw this I thought it would be perfect," Will shrugged.

"Thanks," Chuck mumbled, still staring at the fabric around his neck, not reaching Will's eyes. "I don't think Bart even bought my gifts himself. He just bought me a bunch of shirts, a TV, and gave me money."

"Well, your father has never been a particularly good gift giver. He used to buy me socks for my birthday. He gets a little confused, since we're not women he doesn't have the fall back of buying us really expensive jewelry," Will admitted, getting a large laugh from Chuck. "Hey, you want to come a learn a bit about the business. You are heir to Bass Industries throne, might as well be prepared," Will laughed.

Chuck paused for a minute before shyly nodding his head and moving to sit next to Will.

*********

"May I ask what you and my son were talking about for the past two hours?" Bart scowled after Will walked into his office.

"I was trying to turn him against you to undermine the company," Will laughed, sarcastically.

Instead of laughing along Bart frowned, "He's already against me," he mumbled.

"And we all know why," Will couldn't stop himself from saying, freezing at the death glare Bart gave him. "No, I just gave him his birthday present and taught him a bit about the company. The boy's a natural, Bart."

"He's only 11," Bart countered.

"Exactly. He's 11 now, just think about when he's older. He could probably run this company by the time he turns 18."

"Really," Bart said, obviously unconvinced.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Will said seriously. Bart opened his mouth, trying to think of something to say. After a few minutes of thinking and not coming up with anything Will decided to cut in, "Exactly. Which is why it still surprises me that you don't listen to my advice. You should put more faith in your son."

Bart paused for a minute before he responded, "I've got to call my lawyer, I just had a brilliant idea. Can you handle the meeting with the investor's?" Will nodded as he watched Bart flip open his phone and walk out the door.

A/N: So basically this was my take on how Chuck got his signature scarf, and what finally convinced Bart to give Chuck the company in his will. Hope you liked it! If so please review! Thank you all!!!