Jets pov
I woke up to the sound of my phone beeping. I let out a sigh. Its them again.
It's been two weeks since wave and storm came round and I've been trying my best to ignore them but it's not easy. Especially since they got my phone number.
I picked up my phone and opened it. A text message appeared clear as day.
Unknown number: we're really sorry jet. Can we please talk kiddo?
I threw my phone at the wall in anger. I don't want to talk to them! Why can't they see that!
"jet are you alright?" sonic asked, looking tired. I must have woke him up.
"it's just them!" I yelled with tears in my eyes "they won't leave me alone! Why won't they leave me alone!"
"hey shh it's ok" he said rubbing my shoulders "it's going to be OK. I think you just need some time away from your phone. Say why don't we go to the Ice-cream Parlour with the kids. That should be fun right?"
"right" I nodded greatfully "thanks sonic"
"hey anything for you" he rubbed noses with me "now let's get dressed"
YOU ARE READING
you're not so bad kid! (father jet Au)
FanfictionJet was flying around in his extreme gear like normal when a small woodpecker came out of nowhere clinging to him. At first he was annoyed but then he began to like the hyperactive kid. Can he convince the others to like him too?
