I don't own Xiaolin Showdown
"Master Fung! Master Fung!" Omi yelled as he ran to their master. "Jack Spicer wants to join the Xiaolin side."
"Jack Spicer?" Master Fung asked in disbelief, "the Xiaolin side?"
Omi nodded quickly. He was acting like he had a sugar rush. "He said that he wouldn't steal any of our shen gong wus!"
"People change Omi…" Master said one of his famous quotes.
"Yes," Omi jumped up and down, "Jack has changed."
"But you shouldn't believe in what you see," Master Fung finished.
Omi excitement dropped. "But Master Fung, Jack said so himself."
"He did sir," Clay said.
"And he also said that he'll do our chores for us," Raimundo said, "I'm game for that."
"And he also said that he wouldn't steal," Kimiko reminded him.
"Well," Master Fung sighed, "if Jack's words are true then he is welcome to stay and join the good side."
"JACK!" Omi yelled as he ran to him, "Master Fun said that you are welcome to stay and join the good side."
"Great," Jack said, "where do I start?"
"Cleaning," Omi said as he gave him a feathered duster and pushed him to a room that was filthy.
"What do you want me to do?" Jack asked as he looked at the dirty room, "clean the whole temple from the roof to the ground?"
"Yes!" Omi exclaimed, "if you don't mind."
"Do I also get to wear one of those uniform things?" Jack asked him.
"Yes," Omi said as he handed him a red shirt, black pants, and a purple sash. "now wear those and get to work." Omi walked out of the room and left Jack there. Jack stripped out of his black, evil clothes and put on the Xiaolin robes. He tied the purple sash around his waist. He looked at the black clothes, picked them up and threw them into the trash. He felt really good to strip down from his evil façade and to try and be good for a change. He picked up the feathered duster and dusted off the walls, the furniture, and the cobwebs that were infested with spider.
"Evil," Jack said as he looked at the spiders scurrying out of the temple. He took a bucket of water filled with soap and cleaned the walls, the furniture, the windows, the doors, the roof, the floors, and all of the dishes in the whole temple.
"Wow," Kimiko, Raimundo, Clay and Omi said in unison as they entered the temple to eat some dinner.
"He even cooked our dinner man!" Raimundo yelled as he looked at the food on the table.
"He cleaned this whole place," Clay said, "its shiner than out dinner plates during Thanksgiving."
"But where's Jack?" Kimiko asked.
"He could be sleeping," Omi said.
"I'll go check," Kimiko said as she was about to leave the boys but Raimundo stopped her with his question.
"Why you?" Raimundo asked her but she ignored him.
Kimiko walked to the room where the four of them slept. "Whoa!" she yelled as she slipped but she felt her waist get caught by a strong hand.
"Careful," Jack said from the floor still holding Kimiko, "I just washed the floor so be careful so you won't slip."
"How long have you been cleaning?" Kimiko asked him.
"About six hours I think," Jack said as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
"Come on," Kimiko said as he bent down and grabbed Jack's arm.
"But I have to finish cleaning this room," Jack said.
"Six hours is enough," Kimiko said, "look at you. You're sweating, you're tired, you're starving, you're hands are wrinkled," she looked at his hands.
"Well that's the solution for working for six hours," Jack said.
"Come and eat," Kimiko said as she pulled Jack out of the room.
"But Omi said—" Jack said.
"Forget what Omi said," Kimiko interrupted as she pulled his arm again, "he does that with every new person that comes here. Now come on, please." She pulled on him hard but he slipped and took Kimiko with him.
"Oof," Kimiko grunted as she fell on top of Jack.
"Ow!" Jack grunted as Kimiko's head crashed on his chest. Her landed on his mouth and he tasted strawberries. He sputtered the hair out of his mouth.
Kimiko slowly raised her head and was shocked to find herself on top Jack. She quickly got up and helped Jack to his feet. "Come on," she whispered as they went to the dinner table.