This story is nothing but an abosoulutely CRACK FICTION! And the poor victims are those of all the Jak and Daxter games who are now under the evil minds of me and my cousin evil laugh
"ACHOO!" An extremely loud sneeze rang through out the Hideout.
"Bless you…again" A small furry hand handed the sick, blond elf a tissue.
"How someone can get a cold AND the chicken pox at the same time is beyond me," Said an older elf with red hair back in dreads and tattoos all over his face, "And to think I had new mission for you too, but now I guess I'll have to do it myself."
"Hold the horses! Torn, Mister high and mighty, Captain Laryngitis, is gonna go get his hands dirty? Oh how I wish I could see that." The Orange Ottsel mocked.
"Oh trust me, you will." Torn walked over to the two, "Your coming with me yea dumb rat." Daxter screamed and looked over to the sick Jak.
"Why do you *sniffle* need Dax?"
Torn sighed, "Trust me I'd rather not have the talking fur ball with me" Both Daxter and Torn glared at each other at the same time, with an equally intense look. "But he's the only one other then you Jak that knows the way through the sewers so well."
"But...but…BUT JAK!" Daxter whinnied, Jak just shrugged, "Sorry Dax, but he's got a point *itch* I'm in no condition to go anywhere, so you'll just have to put up with him."
Torn grabbed his gun and extra ammo, grabbed Daxter by the scruff of his neck, threw him up on his shoulder, kissed Jak goodbye and left. Hearing another loud sneeze as they left. Outside Torn and Daxter found an abandoned Zoomer, hoped on and took off towards the sewers.
"Soooo, Dread-For-Brains, what exactly are we going to be doing down there?"
"We're checking a source that said the KG have been storing chemically altered eco down there, and if they are we need to either:
Move them somewhere else…where? I have no idea
Or
Blow it up and hope nothing bad happens."
"Great, and you were gonna give US this mission? And here I thought you liked us."
"Jak, yes. You, not so much." Torn smirked and looked over his shoulder to Daxter who was pouting, but had a small smile on his face. A few minutes later they arrived at the doors leading to the entrance of the sewers, but torn keep flying straight at it.
"Ah...Torn? You gonna stop soon? PLEASE!"
At the last second Torn jumped off with screaming Daxter barley holding on. Zoomer continued on and flew straight into the metal doors, exploding on impact making Torn laugh excitedly.
"Man I LOVE doing that!" Taking a deep breath he looked over to the somewhat pale Dax, "Ready to go?"
Recovering from his near death experience, "I will NEVER complain about Jak's driving ever again."
"Oh come on you scaredy Ottsel lets go"
The two of them stood in front of the doors waiting for them to click into place and slide open. They then walked onto the platform and were lowered into the sewers.