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Disclaimer: I do not own Jak and Daxter. Just Connor.
Chapter 4: Merry Christmas!
Keira opened the curtains, rousing everyone from their peaceful sleep. Torn had some fantastic bed hair, making everyone burst into hysterics.
"SO I GET BED HAIR! WHAT'S YOUR POINT?" Torn snapped, grabbing his overnight bag and storming upstairs. He swung the door to the bathroom open and then slammed it shut behind him. Torn then ran out of the bathroom screaming, because someone else had beaten him to it. Jak, Keira, Erol and Daxter ran upstairs to see why Torn was screaming. "NEXT TIME, LOCK THE DOOR!"
"I didn't expect anyone to burst in on me!" Connor protested, opening the door, wearing a dressing gown and scowling at Torn. "Why didn't I hear you coming upstairs, anyway?"
"Because I'm stealthy... like a ninja!" Torn said, pulling a dramatic pose.
"No you're not!" Jak said. "You just sneak around all of the time!"
"Like a ninja?" Torn suggested.
"No." Erol folded his arms and shook his head. "You just took all of your KG training too seriously... LIKE A FREAK!"
"I am not a freak!" Torn gasped and pointed at Jak. "He is!"
"Agreed." Erol said and shook hands with Torn.
"WHAT?" Jak roared.
"Hey Keira. I'm placing a tenner on Jak." Daxter said.
"You're on." Keira said, looking at Torn and Erol, who were both fully trained Krimzon Guards... well, Torn's an ex-Krimzon Guard but he did go through all of the training.
"How come no-one's placing any bets on me?" Connor asked.
"You're not involved." Daxter replied.
"Hang on... why are we even betting anyway?!" Keira asked. "All of you, get dressed and get your butts downstairs! It's Christmas for crying out loud!"
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"PRESENTS!" Connor screeched, running over to the Christmas tree and nearly knocking Tess over in the process. He did knock Ashelin over.
"I hate him so much." Ashelin glowered as Torn helped her back up onto her feet.
"You're not the only one." Torn mused, watching Connor charge around the room. "I wish he ran on batteries."
"Why?" Ashelin asked.
"Because when the batteries died, we wouldn't replace them." Torn replied.
"Do you reckon he uses Duracell long life?" Tess asked.
"He doesn't really run on batteries!" Torn snapped. "Stupid blondes..." (I'm blonde)
"Oh..." Tess said. "Are you sure he isn't a robot?"
"I'm sure." Torn sighed. "How about we just open some presents?"
"PRESENTS!" Connor screeched and glomped Erol. Erol was not best pleased and his face turned a rather interesting shade of scarlett.
"Connor. Get. Off. Me." Erol said through gritted teeth.
"That blush contrasts with your tattoos rather nicely." Razer purred.
"Ugh. Save it for your own house." Jak wrinkled his nose.
"OUCH! HE BIT ME!" Connor screamed and released Erol from his vice like grip.
"Can't you guys just open your presents like normal people?" Keira asked weakly.
"That sounds like a good idea." Jak replied, walking over to the tree. He looked at the gift tag on one present, then another. Then another. "Why are all of them for Connor?"
"WHAT?" everyone asked. They all picked up a present each and looked at the gift tags.
"He's right!" Erol exclaimed.
"You don't have to sound so surprised." Jak glared.
"Well Jak, it is surprising that you're right for once." Erol smirked. Jak bared his teeth.
"Now, now boys." Razer drawled. "Play nicely."
"Ugh." Jak shook his head in disgust. They had a more important issue to address – he could kick Erol's butt later. "Connor, why are all of the presents addressed to you?"
"Because they are." Connor shrugged.
"That's not a reason!" Jak insisted.
"Well, Christmas is all about giving, so I thought that you guys could give all of your presents to me!" Connor exclaimed merrily.
"..."
"Did I do something wrong?" Connor asked, looking around the room. Everyone was glaring at him.
"You mean... they're all of our presents?" Torn asked.
"Yep." Connor beamed. His face fell. "Uh oh..."
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Jak and Erol both bellowed at the same time.
"Oops!" Connor said, his eyes widening. "I guess I made you guys mad... BYE!" Connor ran out of the room and out of the house with Jak and Erol chasing him. Connor opened the garden gate and closed it behind him, knocking Jak over. Erol vaulted over the gate and continued chasing Connor. There was a crackle of dark Eco, and Dark Jak sprung over the fence. Connor pulled a banana out of his pocket and peeled it, whilst he was running along. He threw the banana skin over his shoulder and Erol slipped on it.
"Oh damn." Erol cursed. Dark Jak then tripped over Erol and they ended up in a heap on the floor. Dark Jak changed back into normal Jak. He rubbed his head.
"Ow..." Jak whined, rubbing his head where he had hit it on the sidewalk.
"Stop whining." Erol snapped. "And get off me. I want to kill Connor."
"So do I!" Jak protested. "Why don't we work together?"
"..."
"Keira always says we should co-operate!" Jak snapped.
"Okay." Erol sighed. "Where did he go?"
"I don't know." Jak grumbled.
"Oh, brilliant." Erol said sarcastically. "Now we've lost him."
"It's not my fault!" Jak protested. "You're the one that slipped on the banana skin!"
"Yeah... how did he peel that banana whilst he was running from us?" Erol asked. "That's really hard to do!"
"He's Connor?" Jak suggested. "Come on, he can't have gone far."
"Jak! Are you okay?" Keira came running towards Jak and Erol, followed by everyone else.
"I'm fine." Jak sighed. "I just wish we'd caught Connor."
"LOOK AT THAT!" Tess gasped and pointed up at the sky. Connor was hovering above them, sitting in a sleigh. With reindeer.
"No way..." Jak's eyes widened.
"Of course not!" Connor scoffed. "I just rented it!"
"Please tell me I'm hallucinating..." Erol said weakly.
"Nope." Connor beamed. "Oh, and I felt kind of bad for stealing all of your presents." He patted the sack in the back of his sleigh. "So here's some compensation."
"Where is it?" Jak asked .
"Hang on a sec..." Connor said, rummaging in the glove box of his sleigh. "Aha!" he took out several large wads of cash and threw them over the edge.
"Oh wow, thanks Connor!" Keira said. Jak looked at the money.
"IT ISN'T EVEN REAL MONEY!" Torn exploded. "IT'S MONOPOLY MONEY!"
"Pfft. I wasn't really sorry." Connor cackled. "This is payback for all of the horrible things you guys did to me. MERRY CHRISTMAS!"
"If you ever show your face again I swear..." Erol started to say. He never got to finish his sentence, because Connor sped away towards the horizon. Everyone gaped after him.
"This is the worst Christmas ever." Jak grumbled. "No presents."
"Jak, aren't you forgetting something?" Samos asked.
"Don't think so." Jak replied thoughtfully.
"Christmas is a time for family. It's not just about the presents." Samos said.
"I guess you're right." Jak sighed. "Come on guys, let's go home and have Christmas lunch."
"If Connor didn't steal that too." Erol grumbled. Everyone looked at each other.
"You don't think he did..." Keira said.
"No." Jak said. "Absolutely not."
"..." Jak and Keira looked at everyone else, then back at each other.
"Let's go home... NOW." Everyone ran back to Jak and Keira's house, praying that Connor hadn't stolen their Christmas dinner.
The end. Tell me what you think of the story, and of Connor. I swear he gets madder every time!
I dare someone to draw Torn with his bed hair and show me.