Sam sits in his cell, mumbling to himself. Knowing what happened with Jack.
Ever since he first saw Jack. Jack with his eyes open, being the third pirate. He was targeted, Jack had to become a new person to survive. Memory was removed completely from his memory bank on his head as Sam helped him so. This action caused tension, making jack lose consciousness and fall closer to Mother. Back when the two were at the machine's room.
Hours later. After Sam being rescued by the three of the Violet mafia's henchmen. He has gotten back home. No one questioned him nor spoke with him about the incident, like it never happened. Yet...
Sam's Home. The place where Sam lived and sold his weapons in. One blank room with barely anything but a wooden stage.
When Sam went back to the place of his living he noticed a body on the stage. Sleeping. The body wore purple and yellow striped clothing and a long fedora that matches. That body was Jack. And he wasn't dead.
Sam being confused, approached Jack, trying not to wake him up but failing doing so.
Jumping from the stage to in front of Sam with a generous greeting.
"Oh! Hello there! I'm so darn sorry for coming here uninvited!" He says while brushing his own long purple hair. "The name's Jack! Pleasure meeting you! Lovely seeing you! Grateful being here!"
"Uhm..." looking up and down, leaning back, Sam responded with a confused look and tone. "Uhm... hi there? Excuse me but what are you doing here?"
"Oh!" He laughed a bit before responding. "Silly me I'm not the darn best at introductions I guess sorry! But anyways. I think Mother gave birth to me a few hours ago. Even tho I feel a bit older but that's how it is with us robots am I darn right?"
"Uhm... sure... mind bloody explaining yourself more? I'm generally confused right bloody now."
"Oh... darn well when I was born, the townsfolk didn't know what was my purpose and what I should've done. So they sent me to you for some reason."
���Me? I'm just an engineer. What could I bloody do?"
"Uhm I honestly don't darn know... but you seem like a person that can help me out."
"How can I help you? Oh you probably need a bloody weapon built right? Silly me."
"Yeah... about that... when I was darn born I already have this weapon, two finger guns. See?"
"Oh. Okay that's bloody weird. Are you sure you were just born? You look familiar."
Sam is suddenly struck with shock, figuring out it's the same guy that that was in the machine room. Figuring out it was the third pirate. Jack.
"Weird. Well I do feel darn older than I should. It shows that I'm two hundred years older. Actually robots did say I'm two hundred years older but that it's probably a problem with Mother's making. Not so darn bad but still I guess it's cool."
"Huh... yeah... okay then what now? What do you bloody want?"
"Well.... I need darn suggestions. I thought of making a shop of some sort. Any ideas?"
"A bar.���
"Bar? Hmph. I already like your darn mind. Uhm did I ask your name yet? I don't think I haven't. Mind telling me?"
"The name's Sam. Call me Uncle Sam."
"Pleasure meeting you Uncle Sam! Sadly I don't have any nicknames." He raises his shoulders and smiles in a goofy style. "Just Jack I guess."
"Pleasure meeting you Jack. So what now?"
"How darn about being friends Sam?" Says Jack, hugging Sam, brother style.
"Hehe sure bloody thing! Only if you'll give me free beer in your new bar."
"No darn promises haha! Mind commemorating this moment with a song?"
"Sure! Got anything on your mind?"
"Uhm... oh! I darn know!"
The both began to sing like to dumb friends. Making each one like the other more, almost as family already.
"What will you do with a drunken robot?
What will you do with a drunken robot?
What will you do with a drunken robot?
Early in the morning!"
The two from that moment became like father and son, best friends. Making a new bar for Jack while he learns from Sam a lot about the city and more. Everyday they did so. Every day They became closer and closer as family. Even if Sam knew Jack's past he thought to himself that now Jack is new, all reborn. So it doesn't matter anymore at all.
Sam. Now I'm the cell. Remembers everything he and Jack did ever since their first meeting, bumped out. Knowing he will probably be gone if he regains his memory, he smokes his pipe while looking up.
"Huh." Suddenly he notices a crack on the ceiling. Getting more open, seeing that it's because of some action occurring up ahead. Without knowing, the action was between Jack and Jean.
"Maybe I can find my escape. Bloody genius!" He gets up from his bumped tone to a lighter and happier one. Pulling out his third mechanical arm from his back to grab the crack above and dig. "Come bloody on trusty hand don't fail me now!"
After a few minutes. He digs up. Deciding the best way is just go for it and launch himself through the now bigger crack and run ahead while searching for Jack and Zick.
"Let's bloody go!" He shouts while launching himself through the crack with the help of his third arm.
Getting out of the cell right up to a hallway, almost flying, he sees Jack walking in it, holding what's left of his right arm.
Both. Notice each other.
"WOOOOHOOO! Jaaaack! Grab my arm!" He shouts.
"What?! Sam?! How did you do that?!"
Sam laughs in his reaction. "Well... some bumps on this mansion helped me go through my cell! Ha! Bloody fantastic!"
Grabbing Jack by his left hand, he walks with him fast, trying to keep being fast.
"Come on! We bloody have to find Zick and go out! Now!"
"Same darn thought Sam!"
The two run to the door that leads to the grand foyer, jumping from it while somehow from their force is blows into pieces.
The two see Zick in the grand foyer, surprised from noticing them.
All three shout.
"LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!" Jack and Sam shout with excitement at the same time.
"What the?!" Zick jumped and grabbed his hat on his head tightly as a reaction from the sudden action. "What the fuckin' hell happened?!"
"We found a bloody way to escape! come with us! Now!"
"No darn time to explain Zick! LET'S DARN GO!"