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"What size clothes....hmm...let me see." He took off his hoodie and the shirt leaving him shirtless, as one would see he was a slender man with some bruises on there from long ago. It was due to bum-bashing and it sucked in all honestly but it is what it is, and Jaylan wasn't going to worry about it. "Let me see.....AH! I wear a medium-size shirt, but my hoodie is large. And for jeans....if I remember it correctly I wear a 35 because I hate skinny jeans...so a 35 will be good." He did give Pipsqueak a weird look as he said the boss will give him new clothes. "That's a good attempt at a joke." He simply said as he then heard the boy's name but it cannot be used. "That doesn't seem fair..." He mumbled, really wanting to call the boy Ricky...it seemed so nice.

He had a hard time believing Ricky though about the 'boss' taking care of people. If he really did act like so, why make people so afraid and scared? Jaylan then determined the guy was also a hypocrite. When he got the kitchen, he witnessed a bunch of men that had made a bet whether Jaylan was alive or dead. His eye twitched but he ignored it, knowing it is best to not cause trouble. So with the ice pack on his cheeks, he felt pleasure from it...he always loved the cold...it brought pleasure to him. As he was walking to the bathroom, the 'boss' yelled at him that now he had fifteen minutes......

"YOU INSIGNIFICANT HALF-WIT!" Jaylan shouted as he dashed off to the bathrooms and went to the immediate rush to get himself clean and wash his body down to get himself clean. He had the water on cold as it always felt so good to have it at that temperature. he got out of the shower and washed immediately as he dragged the clothes left outside to get dressed. He cursed so many things toward the boss as he rubbed his hair with a towel and brushed the hair as he changed into a new outfit which somehow fitted perfectly. He was out of the bathroom as quickly as he could, his hair still slightly wet but still maintained and shiny. "MY NAME'S JAYLAN!" He shouted as he exited the bathroom as he did not like the name...at all! He sat down and had the ice (which he put back in the freezer after being told he had so little time) put back on his cheeks as he tried to keep them cool. "At least it's blondie and not Elsad...." He mumbled to himself, making sure nobody heard that. "And where are we going exactly? Thought I would be thrown in a dark cell until being called...or something close to that.."

What an a*****e! Jaylan should've expected this though as it was the same guy who punched his face twice and pushed a cigarette on his shoulder blades. As he sapped his cheeks, he could hear everyone getting ready to go and of course the man making a remark on dungeon. He would've said somthing but his gut told him not to. So he then got up and store the ice pack in the freezer before having to go...wherever they were going. Jaylan could feel his cheeks pulsating still, it was going to be at least a few weeks before they fully heal. Maybe the swelling will go away, but not the bruises. So with him walking, he saw the car and tipped his head slightly. He will finally go on those for the first time. "I always wondered what it was like to get in a car." He mumbled as he wondered which person got what. He knew the basics of cars by watching tv shows and movies but he had never been in these cars that can go long distance. "Only way to find out." He went to the backseat of the car, assuming that's where he went as driver and front seat were for the elites or something. "It's hot in here though." He mused to himself, he was never fond of the heat or anything of that sorts...and that included the blazing heat of the sun. "So what's the occasion?"

Jaylan jumped up slightly as the shouting surprised him. He got out of the car and got in the front seat. "I....am on an elite seat...what honor." He mumbled to himself as he could see everything from here including the rearview mirror that he could see his face. With the rearview mirror he made sure he looked somewhat presentable as he was going to wait for people to show up, assuming that he wasn't going to be the only one in the car next to the jackass. as thy sat there waiting for the car to cool, someone came to the man's side having them talk about something. Jaylan leaned forward to try to listen to what they are saying. He did narrow his eyes, worried they might be talking about going to the charities and making them fear something they should not have to deal with.

Jaylan was then asked if he was told the rules. That got the boy to lean back and look upward before shrugging. "The boy didn't have time, do enlighten me on such things." He then went to the air conditioner and had his side be colder (after mulling over what buttons do what) so his side was going down to around fifth degrees. He sighed in relief was the cold air went to him. "Don't worry, I'm listening." He had his hands over the fan, trying to get them to cool down along with his arms.

As the rules were explained, Jaylan's nails were dug into the seat as they were going a bit too fast for comfort! Maybe again, he doesn't know how fast they can do! So Rule one was do what has to be done for family, check!

Rule two, listen to those above you [later changed to listen to the scumbag next to Jaylan], check!

Rule three, Listen to scumbag or be punched in face, check!

Rule four, shut up and stay close to him,.......check?

"I can't stay close to you twenty-four seven, unless for some reason you need a bodywarmer which I will politely decline that offer." He took a breath as they stopped at the parking lot, and his hands could relax. And there seemed to be another rule...no contact with outsiders and police...well, that would've been easy if he had not mentioned it didn't he? "Oh gee." He responded as now it seemed like there was a drug deal in a...grocery store? He didn't know how drug deals worked, but weren't they usually in private? Jaylan didn't bother asking. As they exited the car, Jaylan sighed as the thread of skinning him came up if something went wrong. "Alright Alright, calm down. Customers rather not be faced with someone with a pouty face." He then was asked about a gun...."Does a videogame count?" He remembered playing a videogame with his master's son who needed to get something in multiplayer mode, and Jaylan found it to be fun...but not too much fun where he got addicted.

As they got inside, a cart was given to him as his job was to watch over him while he got some stuff...was that mean he was cooking dinner? Dinner..."Cool. I think I got a good idea on what to make when we get back." He grabbed the cart and would follow behind the 'scumbag' as he got some items. He had to think about what would be a good idea to make for men who needed protein, and vitamins. "Ok...think Jay...what they would need is..." He then went through the aisle, but making sure his eyes was on 'scumbag' while doing so. He hated the gun on him though, it felt weird that it was hidden underneath his shirt and it kept rubbing against his abdomen. "Hope this ends on a good note."

Jaylan saw that he was staying with him as he sighed, so it was ground meat no matter what. That changed his plans rather quickly. So with that, he had to rethink the things he was cooking. What would he do? By the time 'Scumbag' left, Jaylan was in immediate action and was getting items from the aisles to make a dish...but he can use the ground meat instead of the sausage.

There was no idea how long it took, but by the time 'Scumbag' got back, Jaylan had bow tie pasta, olive oil, red pepper flakes, diced onions, Italian-Style plum tomatoes, heavy cream, salt, and fresh parsley. Of course, it was doubled because Jaylan had no idea how many people he was going to feed. He would've added drinks and dessert but he had no idea on what they stocked up on. "Yeah, I am done...unless you want something else." He was walking towards the check-out lanes as he grabbed a chocolate bar which he was ecstatic about. "Haven't had chocolate in a long time....my mouth is watering thinking about it." He mused to himself as he knew he had to patiently wait for the payment.

Jaylan raised a brow but he guessed that the guy would be the type to get drunk and smoke cigarettes. He shrugged it off as they got to the checkout lane, and the bag handles went through Jaylan's arms. He did have some strength to carry it all while holding the candy bar in his mouth...Musketeers was so delicious! Chocolate with Chocolate inside! What delight! Once the bags got inside the car, he got in the front seat and was feasting on the bar. So by the time they were driving and Scumbag semi-praised Jaylan on following orders, the blonde man was eating the Musketeer bar as he nodded to him so he can eat.

So once they arrived, Jaylan immediately got out and grabbed the bags over. He did not even bother asking for help since he figured 'scumbag' was not going to be of much help. Grabbing everything, he went to the kitchen and got a big pot and filled it with water and salt. He had it on the stove and while that was heating up he got a medium-sized skillet and had it on next to the pot as he poured oil on it. As both were heating up, he got all the ingredients out so he could be prepared. So while it was heated, he got the pounded meat and had formed the meat into little balls, making them like mini meatballs as it will be better than just some weird scattered meat. Once the oil was sizzling, he poured the mini-meatballs and pepper flakes until the meatballs were brown. And when the water boiled, he poured the bow tie pasta and stirred it occasionally while he was keeping watch on the mini-meatballs.


Once the meatballs turned evenly brown, he had stirred in onion and garlic until the onion was tender. Then the cut-up tomatoes, cream, and a little more salt came in, stirring those ingredients together to make the sauce. While he did that he went through the cabinets and there was corn starch. He had no idea why but he brought it in as it will help thicken the sauce. So with the sauce thickening, he drained the pasta in the sink through the colander so the pasta would get rid of the water. Once the sauce had thickened, he got out individual bowls, as he put the pasta on it and then poured some sauce on top of it. He did a taste-test of that first bowl which will be his. He smiled. "Just like the old days...." He then put that bowl to the side as he got out more bowls and tried to find the table, putting them in each chair, setting up with napkins with forks and knives (it's just for politeness), as he got out cups and got out all the drinks they have in the kitchen. It felt like old home when he helped out his friends and mom for dinner. He then yelled. "IF YOU ALL ARE HUNGRY, COME ON DOWN! UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR FOOD COLD!"

Jaylan snickered when the Scumbag got mad for him yelling. "Then give me a bell if you don't want the yelling." He saluted as he then could see someone else coming in the kitchen, a woman with brown hair and a...pretty good body. Jaylan tipped his head, curious as he had not talked to the opposite gender in awhile. Well..the only opposite gender he had talked to was his mom, maybe a few rich kids, and some servant children...but it was never serious...always playfulness. So he shrugged her off as he could see the woman and the guy arguing. "Is that your wife?" Jaylan spoke before the scumbag left. "I would suggest talking to her calmly before she finds another man who doesn't yell." He then got a bowl out and gave it to the lady. "Here you go ma'am, this is the recipe my Mom taught me." He had a small smile as he would let her grab it or put it down on the table before going back to the kitchen to get his serving. "Seems like 'scumbag' would be a very strict father." he thought as he ate his food carefully and politely. He then sat on the table, pouring himself some milk as he ate the food. "Curfew...haven't had that in awhile." He did a small smile as he then stared at the lady. "I know he calls me Blondie, but my name is Jaylan. Jaylan Anker. Pleased to meet you, my lady." He stood up and did a bow which would be familiar to anyone who knew or had servants before sitting back down again to eat. "I thought there would be more people I had to feed....are we the only ones?"