Corad:This wasn't going tobe anything but one random story, but seeing I got many nice reviews, I decided to make this into a series of stupid stories. I created the plot for this story, but Bijoux wrote it and added a few extra things to it.
Bijoux: We don't own Jak and Daxter and god hope never will. We also don'town something near the end which I ripped off of aNickelodeon christmas advert...
Palace Stories
Bath-Carting (go-carting)
It had taken long, head throbbing hours to convince the Baron that taking a bath was actually compulsorily at least once in two years…well…for the Baron's standards anyway…
"Finally…he's actually going to have a bath…Erol, you've been elected to make sure he actually has it with soap…" Ashelin declared as she turned around and started to walk away.
She however didn't get very far due to Erol's protesting.
"Oh no you don't…you fiend! I refuse to go in that bathroom with him while he's naked! You hear me?!!" Erol spat. Ashelin turned around and glared at Erol.
"Look Erol…I just want you to make sure he doesn't do something stupid…" Ashelin murmured, not knowing how right she was about Praxis doing stupid things, with his bath tub.
"Oh, oh I get it! You think just because he's done a few things in the past that have resulted in his IQ expectation level dropping, you think he's gonna go off and do something stupid beyond all reasons?! Like what he did last Easter when he thought he saw the Easter bunny when it was a burglar trying to steal the TV…" Erol screamed, he pointed a finger accusingly at Ashelin, "And another thing…" Erol was about to start up ranting again when he noticed something coming up from behind him…
It was singing ABBA songs…it was wearing a pink with green flowers decorated shower cap…it was happily washing it's back with a back scrubber…it was riding in a bath filled with pink bubbles…it had torn up most of the carpet during it's rampage…and it was slowly moving towards Erol and Ashelin…yes…it was Praxis…
"Oh my god…" Ashelin and Erol both said in unison as Praxis went past in his private bah tub, its golden tiger legs (they hold the bath tub up) were ripping the carpet up as it mysteriously went past Erol and Ashelin.
"How does that work…?" Erol murmured as Praxis disappeared down the stairs, he was practically unaware that he was even moving…
Ashelin looked shamefully at the ground. Why was her father such a moron…? And to think…this is what he's like when he's sober…
"Um…sir what are you doing…?" A guard said from downstairs (can't see guard. Still from Ashelin/Erol's point of view), "Sir…?"
"Oh no!! He's headin for the front door!!!" another guard screamed as the front door clicked open a gush of screams from the citizens outside was heard all over the city as Praxis disappeared into the direction of the port, he was now ripping up the concrete in his bath tub.
"Well…I think we've learnt our lesson…" Erol muttered towards Ashelin.
"Yeah…" Ashelin said as she nodded her head.
"So it's agreed…he's not aloud near the bath tub again…?" Erol sighed.
"Yep…" Ashelin agreed as a guard sounded on the speaker located around the city.
"Attention all citizens of Haven City…If anyone recovers any information on the where about of the Baron, could they please alert the guards…he was last seen floating in the port, in his bath tub… so if he's spotted…" The guard moaned.
Ashelin looked shameful again and Erol began to wonder why he agreed to be the commander of this crazily, pathetic excuse for a Baron's guards...
"Err…Attention all citizens of Haven City…the Baron is now walking around the city with a towel around his waist…NOW IS THE TIME TO PANIC!!!! I REPEAT! NOW IS THE TIME TO PANIC!!" The guard once again was on the speakers, his voice full of fear. Another gush of screams entered the city…
Erol began to think of maybe retrieving the Baron,
Saving the city from seeing unwanted sights…
But then he realized right then and there…
He really…truly…
Didn't care…
"Stuff that idea…" Erol sighed as he strolled off to raid the kitchen. Ashelin was left to figure it out by herself…
Saving the city from her own pitiful father…
Maybe rescuing them all from the taste of Nudity…Praxis style…
But then she realized right then and there…
She really…truly…
Didn't care…
"Whatever…" Ashelin sighed as she went off to do princess things…SHOOTING TORN WITH GUNS!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!
END…I Hope…
Bijoux: Please review this trash heap...even though it was a pointless waste of time...but anyway...
Corad: I have more stupid stories on my computer. If you want those on, I'll be happy to post them up. Anyhow, I've started that other story, and hope you'll like it. Bijoux also has a really llllooooonnnnnggggg story which is just full of stupidity. If you're interested at all, maybe she'll fix it up and add it to fanfic.