Question

Ramen Noodles & Panda Suits
A Jack Avery Fan-Fic By Zowie <3

Answer 1

Chapter One:
I stare down at the piece of cake in front of me. Normally I would be devouring this chocolate piece of heaven, however, today is different. Today is my little brother's birthday. His 8th one to be exact. And surprise, surprise mom couldn't make it, again. I look up at the kids running around and spot Jackson laughing and stabbing his friends. If that doesn't bring a smile to your face then I don't know what will. My phone buzzes next to me. I break my stare away from the joyous kids running around the backyard and open my messages. It's from mom. Great. I open her contact and read the message.

Mom: How is the party going so far? Sorry I couldn't make it. You know work and all. Did you give Jackson his gift form me? Did he like it? Are you having fun? Is the cake good? I spent a lot of money on that cake so you would enjoy it too.

I scoff. Classic mom. Throwing her money in your face. I shake my head and reply. Trying not to sound rude.

Me: Yeah. He cake is great! Jackson's having a blast. And no I didn't give him his gift. I figured if you are going to fly in tomorrow you should give it to him. After all, it's from you.

I hit enter and take a bite of the cake. I let out a soft moan. Damn. Why does it have to be so good? I grab another bite and return to my phone. I take a picture of the kids running around and send it to mom. I set my phone down and return my gaze to the little kids running around. I grab my plate and eat the remainder of it. My phone buzzed just as I'm about to eat the last bite. I unlock it and see a message from mom.

Mom: Jackson looks so cute. You did a great job on the decor. It looks fabulous. Also, change of plans. I won't we able to fly in tomorrow. I'll have to stay for a few weeks. Work calls. I'm sorry honey. I've got to go. Tell Jackson I love him. Bye.

I gape at the screen. Weeks? Is she kidding me? We all know she isn't at work. She's sleeping with the CEO of the company. Before I can shoot back a snarky reply Jackson is calling my name. I put my phone in my back pocket and walk over to him.

"What is it?"

"Someone's at the front door. They said they are here for the party. But they look too old to be here for the party."

"Alright. I'll go check it out."

I walk to the front door and look out the window. I see the van and read the company. Barney's Animal Rental's. It's the animal people that I hired for Jackson's party. He's going to be thrilled. I open the door and stop. This guy works for some sheety costume company?

Answer 2

Chapter Two:
"I'm Jack. I'm here for the party?"

"Um. Oh yeah. Right. Come on in. The party is in the backyard."

I look down at his costume and stifle a laugh. I look back up and see Jack's smirking at me.

"What?"

"I saw you checking me out."

He Pickles an eyebrow at me. My mouth gapes open.

"I was not checking you out."

"Oh really. Then what were you doing?"

He still has an eyebrow Pickleed and a smirk plastered on his gorgeous face. Did I just think that?

"I was looking at your costume."

"Oh. Well, you did hire a panda. Right?"

"Yes."

I step aside and let him walk in the house. I close the door and I turn back around.

"Can you stand right here while I gather the kids?"

"Um. Sure?"

"Okay. Great."

I walk out the back door.

"Jacksons. Kids. Come here. I have a surprise for you."

Everyone stops and runs over to me.

"Jackson. What's your favorite animal again?"

"PANDAS!"

Then Edwin starts singing Panda by Desiigner. I chuckle and shake my head.

"Good. I got you a surprise."

Jackson's eye bulge out of his head with anticipation. I walk back into the house and motion for Jack to come outside. Jack steps through the back door and Jackson screams.

"IT'S A PANDA!"

He runs up to Jack and wraps his arms around his leg.

"Pandas are my favorite animal. I love pandas."

"And I love little kids."

I let out a small laugh. Did he just say that? Does he know how bad that just sounded? As if on cue Jack corrects himself.

"I mean I like to make little kids happy."

I laugh again. This time a little louder. Jackson looks at me with a quizzical look.

"I'm sorry. I've had too much cake. Carry on."

The kids all want to "pet" the panda and Jack seems to be great with the kids. I walk back over to the table and grab 2 more slices of cake. I sit down at the table and decide to shoot mom a quick text telling her that Jackson loves the panda. I get stopped shot. I have 3 tags on Instagram. That's weird. I look at them and they all say generally the same thing.

Jocelyn: @zowie Have you seen this? I thought your mom said she was doing work?

Layla: @zowie Wow. You're mom's working alright.

Mollie: @zowie Um. Yeah. Thought you should see this. Text me if you need to.

I click on Mollie's and a video pops up. Oh great. I click play. The video starts off with a bunch of rowdy elders singing some hippie song. The video progresses rather quickly. Then I spot it. Mom. She's on stage giving a lap dance to the CEO. Figures. I'm appalled. I look at who posted it. Erica Porter. I look over to the caption.

EricaPorter: Having a great time with Alexander in Chicago. Might stay a few weeks. See where it takes us.

I feel the need to puke. I'm infuriated. I close out of Instagram and type in my mom's number. It takes two rings before she picks up.

"Hi, sweetie. Is everything okay?"

"Are you effing kidding me, mom? Really? You can't make it to your sons 8th birthday party because you're out getting drunk and giving lap dances to your boss's boss? How effed up is that? You should be here with your son. With your daughter. And now I hear you're staying a few more weeks to see and I quote where it takes you? Are you serious?"

"Listen Becca. I'm just having fun. Plus it's not like you wouldn't do the same thing. Also SO what? What will having no parents do to him? His father walked out on us? What's the difference?"

"Mom. Are you drunk?"

"Pshh. No?"

"Is that a question or a statement?"

"Listen. I'm tired of being tied down by some kids I didn't want to have. I'll be home when I get home."

"Wow. You know what don't come home. Stay where you are. Also dad didn't leave us. You killed him. You drove him to suicide. We all know that mom. Stay with your fling and don't come home. I'll raise Jackson and when he gets old enough I'll tell him what a horrible mother he had and how she didn't want him and left him."

"Fine."

Before I can rebuttal the line goes dead.

"ARGH!!!!"

I feel someone looking at me and I turn around. Jackson has tears in his eyes. Before I can call his name he's gone. He runs inside the house. I look at the other kids at the party. They're all staring at me.

"Okay. Party's over. I'll call your moms and have them come pick you up. I'm sorry guys."

Groans ring out all across the backyard. I just shake my head in defeat and start dialing.

Answer 3

Chapter Three:
After all the kids have been picked up I grab a soda and plop down on the bench. I decide to call Mollie. It rings only once before she picks up.

"Hey!"

"Please don't sound so happy."

"Sorry. What wrong?"

"What do you mean what's wrong? My mum is ditching her family to go bang a rich guy. I just ended my 8-year-old brother's birthday party. I have to clean up this mess and my little brother is upstairs probably crying. While I'm too Waterty of a sister to go cheer him up. So don't ask me what's wrong."

I instantly regret saying that to Mollie. I go to apologize but then I hear irrupting laughter from the other side of the line.

"Oh my God Zowie. Jesus. You need a break. I'm coming over. We can have a girl's night. I'll help you clean up too. Also, you're not a bad sister. You are the best sister for that kid. You and I both know that. So stop trying to play the pity card."

"What? I am not and no girls' night."

"Fine. No girls' night. I'll bring Brendon."

"Mollie. No. All you two are going to do is make-out on my couch and then take it upstairs to the spare bedroom. I don't need that headache. Plus Jackson's here."

"I'm not going to bang Brendon in your house Zowie. I'm not that bad of a friend. See if you can get a guy. What about that one kid? What's his name? The one with glasses? Real attached to you?"

"Ew. Hell no. I am not inviting Greg over so he can eye-Water me all night. He's a creep."

"Awe. But Zowie. Please?"

"No, I'm not inviting over a creep."

"UMNGH! Fine! I'll just bring candy for Jackson and Brendon. See you in a few."

The line dies and I know I'm not getting out of this one. I hear the back door close and I turn around.

"Mollie's coming over?"

"Yeah. She going to bring you some candy."

"Yay! I love Mollie!"

"Hey, Jackson. You want to join me for a slice of cake and soda?"

"Actually Jack is helping me build my toy car. You can help us if you want but you can't put anything girly on it."

I scoff.

"Wait, Jackson. Who's Jack?"

"You've forgotten about me already?"

I look past Jackson and see Jack. Oh, that Jack.

"Oh. Wait. Why are you still here?"

"You hired me and the little guy asked for help so I'm helping the little guy."

"Um. Um. Um."

"Are you okay Zowie?"

"Yeah Jackson."

"Okay. Bye."

And with that Jackson grabs Jacks' hand and drag's him back into the house. I grab my soda and decide to join them. I mean who wouldn't want to watch a hot dude play with an 8-year-old? Oh Gawd. Did that sound as bad as I think it did? I let out a laugh and open the back door.

Answer 4

Chapter Four:
I walk into the kitchen and almost fall. I look down and see my feet are entangled in a panda suit.

"Um. Jack?"

"Oh, Sorry."

He jumps up to grab the costume and puts it on a dining room chair. I set my phone down on the island and sit down next to Jackson.

"So what can I do?"

Jackson looks up at me through the brim of his glasses. I chuckle. So adorable.

"Well, Jack was helping me put on the hydraulics."

"The what?"

"They make the car jump" J

Jackson demonstrates by pushing the car up and down. I laugh. "Okay then. Do you need any help?"

"We are almost done. You can paint It for me since your great at it."

"Okay. Well, I'm going to clean the living room before Mollie comes."

"Okay. Do you want help?"

"No Jackson. You play with your toys. I've got it."

I kiss his forehead and grab my phone. I walk over to the living room and begin picking up candy wrappers and plastic cups. Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rings.

"Come in."

The front door opens and in walks Mollie and her posy. Jocelyn and Brendon.

"I figured if you weren't going to invite over Greg I would. Also, Jocelyn came too. What would a party be without her?" "Jocelyn! You're back in town? I thought you were touring with that hunk of yours?"

I hug Jocelyn.

"No. Ashton isn't on tour right now. He recording."

"Oui. I can't wait for new music."

"Me either."

She laughs and plops down on the couch. Mollie walks in with Brendon in tow. I hug Mollie and she hands me a bag of candy. "Jackson's in the kitchen. You go give it to him."

"It's no for Jackson silly. It's for you."

She kissed my check and grabs the bag from Brendon.

"This is for Jackson."

I laugh and toss the bag on the couch next to Jocelyn. I walk away from the door and I hear a throat clear behind me. I turn around and instantly cringe. I try my best to hide it but I know it's a failed attempt.

"Greg."

He smirks at me and takes his time checking me out." I feel the urge to cringe again and run upstairs to burn my skin off. I don't know why Mollie has to invite this azzhat over every time. She swears he's super nice but I can't see how. His eyes return to my face and his smirk deepens.

"Zowie. You look good today."

He licks his lips and steps closer to me. I push his and slam the door in his face.

"Mollie! There is no way I'm letting that azzhat in my house again. Tell him to go home. Cousin or not. I don't care. He's an effing creep!"

I walk into the kitchen and see Mollie laughing at me.

"What?"

"I'm sorry Zowie but it's so funny. You get so Pizzaed."

"Well, wouldn't you if some stranger was eye-Pizzaing you and making you want to burn your skin off? Speaking of which I need to wash my hands."

I scoot past her and turn on the water and scrub my hand with the steel-wool.

"What's eye-Pizzaing?"

I look down and see Jackson.

"Um. Jackson. It's a bad word. Don't say that."

"But what is it? Why is it a bad word?"

"Because it is."

"But why?"

"It is. Please don't say it again. Okay?"

"Okay."

He walks back over to his spot and sits back down. I look around and don't see Jack.

"Um. Jackson? Where's Jack?"

"In the bathroom. He had to potty."

I laugh.

"Oui. Who's Jack? Does he have something to do with that panda costume?"

"Yes. But not like that. I hired him for the party and then things went south and he stayed with Jackson to build a car thing. I figured the kid's birthday was ruined already why not let a stranger in my house to make him happy."

"Oui. Is he hot?"

I look at her and roll my eyes.

"Oh my God! Zowie! You totally have a thing for him! YUSH!" "Shut-up I do not."

"You totally think he's hot. JOCELYN! Get your azz in here." Jocelyn walks around the corner.

"What?"

"Zowie has a thing for Jack. The panda suit guy."

Jocelyn looks at me and her eyes pop out of her head.

"Zowie! You so do!"

"No I don't! Gawd! Shut-up!"

"Awie. Zowie that's so cute! Now you can finally go on dates with my and Mollie with our, what do you call them, hunks?" Laughter rings out from both of them. I roll my eyes and turn the water off.

"Shut-up will you? He's going to think I like him."

"Oh come on Zowie. You totally think he's cute. I see it in your eyes."

"Oh, my eyes, aye?"

That gets me to smile. I hear the bathroom door open.

"Stop. He's going to know."

Mollie and Jocelyn nod. They glue their eyes to the hallway at the end of the house. I shake my head and head to the pantry to grab a few sodas to toss in the fridge. When I walk back out Jack is standing there awkwardly. Mollie turns to me.

"Well aren't you going to introduce us to your hunk?"

She plasters a sly smile on her face and I see Jack smirking behind her.

Answer 5

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Answer 9

THIS IS LIKE THE ONE DIRECTION FANFICS ITS AWESOME AND CUTE *-*

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