Authors note: thanks for the reviews guys! I'm on holiday soon, so this will be the last chapter for a few weeks!
Chapter 3:
Jak woke up the next morning. The sun was shining through a gap in the curtains, and the room was dim. He felt the best he had in weeks, and jumped out of bed, and strolled into the bathroom. He looked into the mirror and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
Did you sleep well? Erol asked.
"What do you want now?" Jak groaned.
Relax. I can't be bothered to torture you yet. Erol said, wandering around Jak's bathroom, looking around the room.
"Do you even sleep?" Jak asked, splashing water on his face.
No. Erol snorted. I watched Keira sleeping.
"Stalker." Jak said. Erol smiled, and disappeared from Jak's sight. "Stop doing that."
What? Erol asked.
"Disappearing. I don't like it when I can't see you." Jak said. "Now get out, I want a bath."
Fine. I'll find you later. Erol said, and left Jak's flat. Jak turned on the taps, and went back into his room to open the curtains.
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Being dead isn't the best thing that's happened to me. It's annoying. There are so many things I want to say, so many things I want to do and so many people i want to annoy. Jak is the only person I have and he knows I'm not going to go away easily. I want my revenge, I want Keira. Oh look, it seems his friends are worried – why else would Torn and Daxter be asleep in a zoomer outside Jak's flat?
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"Hey! Mr High-and-Mighty-Tattoo-Face!" Daxter yelled. "Wake up! You're laying on my tail!" Torn awoke with a groan.
"It was your stupid idea to watch Jak's flat to make sure he's ok." Torn grumbled and sat up, stretching his legs.
"Yeah well, the curtains are open so I guess that means he's awake." Daxter said.
"Whatever. I'm never sleeping in a zoomer again." Torn said, rubbing his legs. "Everything aches."
"Sheesh, you took up all of the space!" Daxter snapped.
"What makes you think he's still in his flat? He could've snuck past us while we were sleeping." Torn said.
"Because the bathroom window is open and you can hear him singing!"
"Oh, is that what that sound's meant to be?"
"Yes... I think so anyway." Daxter shrugged. Eventually, the racket died down and Jak came out of the front door.
"What are you guys doing here?" Jak asked, walking up to where Torn and Daxter were sitting in the zoomer.
"We came... to give you a lift! Keira wanted to show you the zoomer she had finished building, so we offered to pick you up." Daxter replied. Jak raised one eyebrow, and jumped into the zoomer beside Torn. Daxter climbed on to his shoulder.
"Come on then." Jak said. Torn grinned and revved the engine.
"PLEASE DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM." Daxter pleaded. "He drives scarier than you."
"Oh thanks Daxter. I didn't think my driving was too bad." Jak said.
"It's not as bad as his!" Daxter said, pointing accusingly at Torn. Torn grinned, and put his foot down. Daxter screamed as they sped through the city streets.
"So are you feeling better then?" Torn asked.
"What? Oh... yeah." Jak replied. "I just needed to put some ghosts to rest."
That's was cheesy. Erol said from somewhere behind Jak. Jak grimaced, but didn't reply. He knew it would make Torn and Daxter more worried about him.
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"Ok, this is what it looks like." Keira said, pulling a sheet off of the bulky shape of a zoomer. Jak blinked. It looked hideous.
Oops. Erol said.
"Well?" Keira asked, looking at Jak, Daxter and Torn.
"Erm... it's good." Torn said.
"It looks... nice?" Daxter said.
Tell her the truth. Erol said. I dare you.
"I like it." Jak said.
Liar. Erol sneered. Jak swatted at him, which he swiftly avoided.
"Wanna take it out on the track?" Keira asked. Jak froze. The zoomer didn't exactly look very safe.
"Yeah, why not?" Jak asked through the worried expression on his face.
Do you want to join me or something? That's a death trap! Erol exclaimed. That thing does not look safe at all.
"Let's go then." Jak said, and they headed out to the race track. Torn, Daxter and Keira took their places on the side of the track, and Jak mounted the zoomer. He felt a weight settle behind him.
Come on then. Erol said, winding his hands around Jak's waist.
"I can't see you." Jak murmured.
I know. I don't want to distract you. Erol smirked. I want to see your death first hand.
"How do you know I'm even going to die?" Jak asked.
I'm hoping you will. Erol said. If you have an accident, you have to tell Keira what you really think of it.
"Fine." Jak scowled. He felt the purr of the engine. The zoomer felt safe enough, but it didn't look it... he wouldn't have an accident. He wouldn't give Erol the satisfaction.
"And... GO!" Keira said, and started the stopwatch. Jak sped off around the track, Erol laughing in his ear.
So what do you think? I'll make sure I update when I come back!
