#bastardshipping

For one, Jay was off Ninja work until his android son went to daycare. But in the meantime, Jay loved the quiet around the condo.

It was wonderful, as the team now had a nice place to rest. And Jay had the comfort to raise Zeke with no need to manage a tight budget.

Silly that years back the four failed in mentoring one child to even afford the humongous condo. And now money seemed to be a worry long forgotten.

Cyrus Borg being more than willing to keep the Ninja within city limits to keep the crime rate from climbing to the point it did when Zane was... MIA.

Well- they still budgeted cause Wu would massacre them if they spent money on takeout every night-

But that all changed when a phone call requested Jay to Borg Tower.

A project to restructure a portion of the tower's energy to shift to greener- more eco-friendly power, but the wiring was tricky and a bit frazzled since the Overlord Virus.

Jay is hesitant. He had his son to take care of, the others would still be working on other things than Ninja duties. But Cyrus assured him that the in-building daycare would be perfect for Zeke as other employees with their own android children would be present.

He agrees. And planning starts in a week. Jay is excited to do something other than parent duty. Yes he loved being a dad but he needed to stretch once in while!

The first day, Jay walked in to a familiar face.

Still stoic, but without mask or messed up edits to conform to the Overlord's tastes. His hair hidden by hood was now clean kempt and slicked back, save a few front strands that curled from his forehead.

"Cryptor?"

His waggish uniform was now more fitting akin to a bodyguard.

"Mr. Walker."

He was a bodyguard.

Jay fixed Zeke so the tiny android could cling to his collar. "You look good. Are you doing rounds on the ground floor today?"

"Negative, Borg assigned me to escort you inside the Tower to ensure any inner threats nor spies have access to you or your..." the onyx-skinned nindroid looked to Zeke.

"Oh- my son!" Jay held his baby boy up a bit higher in his held arm to press his cheek on Zeke's head. The baby's soft, synthetic hair tickling the tip of his nose. "This is Zeke, he's almost 7 months old!"

"Interesting. Not many parents of droids estimate their ages like you."

Jay blew Zeke's hair from his nose, but the fluffy mass again rested on his face. "Yeah well, I speed ran this little tyke's conception in 7 months. So exact timing kinda fell off my plate. Besides, he's my son. Not a appliance."

Cryptor raised a brow. "7 months? Doesn't development of a android take a year, at most for blueprinting and design refinement."

"Yeah well, I'm built different." Jay smirked as he walked to the elevator, Cryptor behind him.

"You have components?"