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Cafe Luke's, Monday

Vincent hadn't actually made any fruitcake yet. So when he turned away from the jukebox to get started opening up the restaurant this morning and found one just . . . lurking there, two little cherries on top like eyes staring up at him, he gave a little shriek and hid behind the counter.

The fruitcake didn't go away. In fact, it seemed to follow Vincent around, from the kitchen to the dining area, even back up to his loft. He never saw it move, it was just . . . there.

Watching.

Today's specials:
No, that's not my fruitcake

Luke's was open.

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Perhaps the fruitcake will take your order?

That cheerful look? That's Vincent pretending not to be kind of freaked out.

"Hey, Vincent," Jack said as he entered the cafe carrying his duffel bag. "How are things-"

Jack stopped talking when he was about to sit down and realized there was a fruitcake apparently staring at him.

"Okay. That's weird."

"It's not mine," Vincent said. "It's just . . . there. I blame the polar bears."

No, that didn't make sense even to Vincent.

"Yeeeeah," Jack said warily sitting down and keeping an eye on the fruitcake. "That or the penguins. Anyhow, I came by before I headed off for the holidays to give you your Christmas present. Ready for it?"

Jack then turned his head a bit and saw another fruitcake looking at him.

"GAH!"

Vincent jumped at Jack's reaction, then smacked the fruitcake with a ladle.

The fruitcake didn't react. Vincent turned back to Jack.

"Sure thing. It'll distract us from the fruitcakes."

Jack grinned. "I'm going to let you cook me whatever you want. No restrictions. No holds barred."

He glanced over at the fruitcake.

"Except maybe fruitcake."

Vincent's eyes went wide. He clutched his ladle to his chest.

"And you'll eat it?"

Jack couldn't help but chuckle. "Every bite."

Vincent dropped his ladle. "Omigosh!" He looked one way, then the other. "Quail," he said. "Or venison! Or -- lamb. Definitely lamb, with figs and hummus -- you don't have any allergies, do you? Oh there's just so many options! You'll love it, I swear."

Lamb. He could handle lamb. And hummus was like a dip, right? Nothing could go wrong with a dip. And figs were like Fig Newtons. Nothing wrong there.

Jack laughed. "No allergies. Knock yourself out Vince-"

That damn fruitcake was now in front of Jack again.

"G-yaaaah," Jack exclaimed as he pushed it aside. "Sorry, knock youself out, Vincent."

Vincent gave the fruitcake a dark look. "Don't let that thing spoil your appetite. It's probably held together with glue."

"Let's not insult the magically moving fruitcake," Jack said in a calm tone that he once used with a sentient robot drone.

We all knew how well that worked out, right?

Jack had a point. Vincent still wanted to make faces at the thing, though.

"Let me get that meal started for you."

"Sounds great," Jack replied keeping an on eye on the fruitcake just in case it decided to move. "Are you going home for the holidays at all?"

"Wish I could. They still haven't worked out entirely what sent Cafe Diem and I here in the first place, though, so I don't know if I'll manage to make it back to my Eureka. But that just means I'll be making Fandom my home for the holidays, right?"

"Well, at least your experience here will probably be just as weird as whatever is happening back home," Jack said as he continued to stare at the fruitcake. "You could always try portalocity if you're feeling daring. Which I'm not. I'm taking a nice regular plane ride home."

"You'll have to say hi to everyone for me. I guess including the other me!"

"He's getting the same gift you are," Jack said with a smirk. "That is if you don't mind the whole re-gifting thing. I figure it would work with all multi-dimensional Vincents."

"It just means you're getting two high quality meals," Vincent assured him. "Who knows, maybe we'll win you over."

Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Vincent!

"Okay, so it's a win-win situation," Jack joked. "Is there anything I can bring you from home? Or at least my version of home?"

WHY DIDN'T WE GET AN ANIME VINCENT? WHY?

Because there is never enough love for Vincent. Even though his cafe gets blown up every week.

I know. But they had him run into the fourth wall, so I had hope. . . .

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