Title: Silly Girl
Character Claimed: Jak
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Keira/Jak, Jak/Daxter
Set: Before the Precursor Legacy
Word Count: 500 …on the dot (laughs)
Note: This is my entry for Jemisard's 'Past' Drabble Challenge. It may seem that I'm bashing Keira but you must keep in mind that in this ficlet she's about 6 or 7, girls that age are inherently annoying. Poor Jak. (grins)
She was looking up at him through her eyelashes, biting her bottom lip. It hadn't taken long to figure out she wanted something from him. His eyes dropped down to her feet, her toes curled in and out in the grass to some unheard rhythm. He looked back up at her blushing face and waited.
"Jaaaak?"
And he waited some more. She'd eventually get on with it. She usually did.
"Do you know what tomorrow is?" She asked smiling shyly.
Was he supposed to? Was it her birthday? He had thought it wouldn't be for a few more months.
As he had guessed, his confused expression had been enough of an answer, because she finally got around to what she had come there to say.
"It's Love's Day, silly!" She chirped in that strange raspy squeak of hers.
Jak cringed.
Love's Day?
"Didn't they have Love's Day where you're from, Jak?" She sighed.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh." She seemed a little disappointed. "Well, on that day you're supposed to give the person you love most in the world a special gift!"
She smiled in that strange way she always did at him. There was an awkward silence. Then suddenly she turned to run away. But before she was out of earshot she yelled back at him,
"Don't forget, silly!"
It was the next day that she found him again, sprawled out on the grass in front of his Uncle's house. But he was much too busy to give her his full attention.
"What'cha doing?" She asked, trying her hardest to get a peek over his shoulder.
He liked Keira, really he did. But girls could be so annoying sometimes. He tried to ignore her and continued working.
"Aww, Jak! Are you making a card for someone?"
He sighed softly and nodded but he didn't stop. And she didn't leave. But finally he was finished. It wasn't his best work, but it would have to do for such short notice. He hopped on his feet and headed off.
"Jak?" She squeaked. "Where are you going?"
He turned around, forced a smile and pointed in the direction he'd been heading. She looked at him with wide eyes and was at his side before he could blink.
"But…" She was beginning to look a little desperate. "You can't give that to him!"
Why not? But of course he just gave her that confused expression that seemed to work so well with her.
"Cause its Daxter. He's a boy, silly!" She laughed.
So.
"Jak, you're supposed to give a special gift to the person you love most in all the world." She said with an air of childish exasperation.
He nodded. He understood that. So why did she keep getting in his way? He finally pulled away and resumed walking to Daxter's house, leaving her behind. He could hear her frustrated groan and the sound of her stomping down the dirt path back to her house.
Girls could be so silly sometimes.
