A/N: This is inspired by undeadtoastycosplay's "Boys are Back in Town" on DeviantArt.
Racing through the Port, avoiding simultaneous gunfire from below and KG vehicles above, was hardly the time to have ottsel prattling in one's ear. His yells of "careful" and "watch out" were replaced with demands to drive the inappropriately adorable pink and violet zoomer that Jak had no choice but to steal for their getaway.
Might as well have daisies on the paint job, the blonde grimly thought, fighting to keep his attention on weaving between snail-pace traffic.
The orange rodent insisted on causing fuss, offering a handful of muttered curses and arms crossed over a furry chest. "I am so a better driver than you." Unfortunately, his best friend's raised eyebrows and roll of the eyes, in lieu of a verbal retort, only served to increase the complaints. "Argh! Lemme driiiiive!"
"No."
"Please?"
"Nope."
"Oh, come on! You can hold the gun!"
"You mean my gun?"
"Krew said we could share it."
"He did not."
"Well, yeah…but…"
"Ugh…shut up and let me concentrate."
"But…" Daxter pouted. Clearly not finished with the tantrum, he practically threw himself at the handlebars and began pulling. Needless to say, it forced the car into a severe right turn, which almost threw both males off.
"Dammit! Let go!" Jak roared, battling to regain control.
Shots flew through the sky behind them, originating from the belly cannon of a pursuing HellCat cruiser, hot on the demolition duo's trail. One bullet struck the aft of the zoomer; a shard of metal popped loose and the engine spluttered in protest at the damage, the vehicle's speed severely decreasing. The blonde checked the dashboard and almost yelped in horror. If they didn't find a new ride very soon, it would be ottsel flambé.
Considering how things were going, he was tempted to let that happen.
It appeared Orange Lightning finally grasped the gravity of their situation and relinquished his grip on the steering, allowing Jak to steady the automobile and direct it towards a potential new one, with which to make an emergency switch. The diminutive rodent understood and peered about, quickly locating something far more suitable, and stabbed a furry digit ahead – a flyer with an appealing cobalt and lime colouration. The blonde slammed his foot into the accelerator, pushing it harder than the engine was built to allow. Smoke turned into flames that spread upwards, heading towards the seat.
It was at this point that the ottsel chose to turn his head and observed the increasing damage. "Jaaaaaaaaaak!"
"I know!" the hero roared, gritting his teeth and throwing a half-hearted prayer to the Precursors that the pair would make it through this alive.
"HURRY! HURRY! HURRY! HURRY!" The rodent's screaming turned into a pounding song in the blonde's ears. The latter abruptly swerved; their new vehicle was only a few feet ahead.
Just a little further…
Jak leapt from the vehicle and stretched an arm, desperately reaching for purchase on the blue and green flyer, his sidekick clinging to the silver pauldron for dear life.
Their former transport chose that exact moment to explode. The fireball sent shrapnel shooting in multiple directions, pieces raining upon the people below, other parts striking the nearest HellCat and setting the pilot aflame, whilst the main hulk slammed into the ground, narrowly missing an elderly couple presumably taking a delightful walk through the city.
The demolition duo felt relieved to know that murder of the innocent wasn't added to their growing list of crimes.
Having managed to maintain a death grip on the blue car, Jak swiftly kicked the driver out of the seat and grabbed the wheel, then performed a U-turn and sped away from the scene as quickly as possible.
Straddling the back and peering back at the chaos that had unfolded, Daxter cringed – knowing that he started the chain of events with his insistence on driving. Still, at least the mess had distracted the Krimzon Guard enough for the two males to gain distance and lose the pursuit. Maybe it's not all bad.
Not that the blonde, cursing under his breath and struggling not to turn Dark, would have agreed.