Jack, Part 2: TOE-ceed To Broadcast!

Side-note: if you just clicked on this chapter and thought "Who in the world is Jack?" and haven't read his debut chapter, allow me, your humble narrator, to give you a brief recap!

Jack Anthony Caewyn Jones is a 20 year old Welsh kid with an insatiable interest in all things logo, graphic, television and broadcasting related. HIs feet, who he named Wriggy and Toesy, came to life during his first few weeks living in Maddington. In their previous chapter, they decided to stay barefoot, we met his new friend Alex Garcia and right at the end, he mentioned something about tomorrow, or in this case, today, being a very busy day...and now...all shall be revealed!

The time was 5:30am. Jack was in the bathroom, taking a shower. His feet, Wriggy and Toesy, were still asleep...but not for much longer...as they were about to get a rude...or rather wet awakening.

W: Gah! What is going on?

T: Huh? Is it...raining? Indoors? It can't be...

Wriggy wanted to ask Jack what was going on, but as soon as he looked up, he caught wind of Jack's so-called "Tinky Winky".

W: *Shields his eyes with his toes* Oh dear lord! Toesy, whatever you do, don't look up!

T: Why? What will happen if I loooooo....

*Toesy saw the massive swinging pendulum of meat dangling directly above them.*

J: Huh? *He looked down* What's got you two so shocked?

W: Umm...we just...thought we saw...a spider. Yeah, a spider.

J: A SPIDER?!

*Jack grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and hair as he turned the shower off and ran out in panic*

T: *Giggles* Oooooh, we got you! There was no spider in there!

Scowling, Jack stared at his feet. "That wasn't very nice." He grumbled. They quickly apologised for their little prank. But just then, Toesy asked a very important question. "So Jack, we exactly are we doing up at ungodly o-clock, getting dressed? And by we, I of course mean you."

Jack was quick to answer. "Well, you know that job I have?" he asked them, "uh huh..." they replied in unison. "Well, it was exactly 5 years ago today that I first became an IVC announcer on 4Galaxy, or rather 4Super, as it was known back then."

(For those not in the know, 4Galaxy is a "fictional" children's TV channel. One of 2 owned and operated by Channel 4. Jack had been an IVC (In-Vision Continuity) Announcer since September 24th 2016. Today was his 5 year anniversary of doing the links between the programmes.)

Toesy was confused. "But that doesn't answer the question." Jack then realised what he meant. "Oh, right. Well, it's because the channel goes on the air at 7am, so, in about 2 1/2...ish hours time and like I always say "It's better to be early, then to be late." After Jack got fully dressed, including wearing a 4Galaxy branded t-shirt, his stomach rumbled. He looked at the time. "5 to 6..." he mumbled to himself, "Maybe I should make some breakfast..." Wriggy spread his toes, "Yeah...we're hungry to, y'know." he implied.

"Hmm..." Just then, Jack clicked his fingers. He had just got an idea! "What if...we go...to Maccy D's for breakfast!" He told them. Both feet punched the air with excitement, which made Jack land on his bottom...again. Jack didn't mind it this time, so he giggled.

"We're going to Mc-Don-ald's! We're going to Mc-Don-ald's!" The feet chanted excitedly. "Now then..." Jack said, standing up, "Where did I put my car keys?" He thought to himself. Just then, he remembered 3 very random words. "Wait a minute, Panda...Shoehorn...Toothbrush!" The feet were very confused as to why Jack just randomly said 3 words with no context. He walked over to the place which was codenamed Panda Shoehorn Toothbrush, which was the fruit bowl.

"I always leave the keys in the fruit bowl, don't ask me why." Jack told his feet as he got the keys. "Why?" Toesy giggled. "Well...I just do..." Jack replied. He walked over to the front door but as he did, he looked at the line of shoes and boots that he always leave there to put one pair on for when he goes out.

"Let's see...Converse...High tops...wellies...flip flops...Uggs..." he thought as his eyes scanned across them. But just then, he remembered what his feet said yesterday. "Hang on...they distinctly said yesterday that they wanted to remain barefoot..." Jack recalled. So, in the end, he just left his feet barefoot as he headed outside to his car and locked the front door of his apartment. Jack's car is a silver Vauxhall Astra. Jack opened the door of his car and climbed in. He sat in the driver seat, closed the door and put on his seatbelt. Just then, Toesy popped up. "Hey, can I start the engine?" he asked politely. Jack smiled, "Okay then." He said as he handed Toesy the keys.

Using his big and index toes to firmly hold the key, Toesy inserted it and turned the ignition as Jack drove off his driveway and out onto the road. The 3 friends were off for some breakfast!