Disclaimer: I don't own Jak and Daxter
Ok, I'm thinking on changing the title, because, I just got this idea. But I didn't want to have to make another story with the same beginning so I'm just might change the story line of this one! And another reason is because, if I tried writing the sequel to this (If I stay with this story line) it would be incredible short.
"I wouldn't have to yell at you if you didn't keep messing everything up."
"I'm not messing anything up."
"You almost got Torn killed. Twice."
"It's not my fault."
"Yes it is, you're not looking out for him like you're supposed to."
"He can look out for himself."
"Jak,"
"Look you're gonna yell at me again."
"I wouldn't have to yell at you if you didn't keep messing everything up."
"I'm not messing anything up."
"You almost got Torn killed. Twice."
"It's not- you just started this whole conversation over again didn't you."
"Yes, because you can't get it through your head that Torn has nothing to defend himself with when you send him and Ashelin on missions."
"What happened to the guns he had before?"
"Don't ask me."
"Where are Torn and Ashelin anyway?"
Tess looked at the ceiling. "Uh…I think Ashelin's over at the bar, taking my shift, and Torn? You know what?"
"What?"
"I have no idea where he is. Maybe he's with Samos."
"Well since we know where he is, I'm taking a nap." Jak said as he flung himself on a bed and fell asleep.
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But, Torn was not with Samos, he was in the port. In the Hip Hog to be precise. Doing what? I don't know. Maybe he's checking if there really is real gold in one of the bottles.
"I don't think you should drink that."
"Ah, it's fine. Crew won't mind."
"Torn, you just came off 3 days of green eco, and anyway, you're thirteen, not twenty-eight."
"Oh ya, like you expect me to believe you haven't drank anything." Torn smiled. He sat behind the counter, trying to open a stubborn bottle cap. "Why won't this open?!"
"Try twisting it."
"….Oh."
Ashelin laughed.
"Well if you don't want me drinking it, why did you tell me how to open it?" Torn asked.
"Because, I want some." Ashelin took the bottle.
"Hey!"
"Go away." Ashelin took a gulp of the drink. "Woah! That's good stuff!" Ashelin laughed and took another gulp.
"Ashelin…"
"Ah loosen up Torn!! Try it, it's good!"
Torn took about 3 gulp and threw the bottle behind him. "We got any more of this stuff?"
"I dunno. Look for the yellow bottle."
Ok, Torn wasn't with Samos, and he wasn't at the gun course. Jak decided to get a drink. May as well drunk if he was gonna get yelled at. That way, he wouldn't remember it too well. And Daxter wanted a drink just so he could drink something.
But when they walked into the Hip Hog, they expected to see Ashelin at the counter. What they saw how ever was Ashelin laying on the counter, laughing her head off like the funniest thing in the world just happened. And Torn had some how managed to get himself hung from the ceiling. He was also laughing.
"What the hell?!"
Ashelin looked at the door. "Jak! You-hic- gotta try this-hic-stuff!"
"Yeah!" Torn laughed as he tried to get himself off the ceiling. "I think-hic- it has re-hic-real gold in it-Whoa! Ahaha! Oh god!" Torn laughed as he hit the counter, and rolled off in front of it.
"What have you two been doing?!" Daxter exclaimed.
"It was-it was his-hic-idea!"
"No! You drank it-hic- first!"
"Ya, sure. I'm calling Tess, and you two are going back to HQ!"
"Do we get to drive back?" Torn asked.
"Oh no! We ain't doing that again!"
"You two were driving?!" Jak asked.
"Yeah!" Torn started laughing again. "Didn't you see the giant pile of zoomers out there?"
Daxter looked out the door. Indeed, just down the way, a pile of burning zoomers was taking up the path. "Oh…I can't believe we didn't see that…" Suddenly Daxter was flung away from the door by Tess.
"Alright!! Torn and Ashelin, when we get back, you are SOOO gonna get it"
"Whoa.. that was fast…" Daxter climbed back on Jak's shoulder.
Jak smirked at Torn and Ashelin exchanged looks. They suddenly had smiles that made them look like mad men, and bolted out the door.
"I CALL SHOTGUN!!"
"HEY!!"
Jak and Daxter watched Tess chase Torn and Ashelin out the door.
"So uh…what do you think they were drinking?"
"Something in a yellow bottle."
A few seconds of silence… "Find that yellow bottle!"
"And you did this because?"
Samos stood infront of Torn and Ashelin after Tess had finally caught them. By which time, half the city now had no way of transportation other than walking.
"I don't know. Ask Torn. He's the one you wanted to drink it."
"You drank it first! Then you told me to drink it!"
"Ya! Only because you couldn't get the bottle open!"
"You only told me how because you wanted me to open it so you wouldn't have to!"
"Oh ya! Well I-"
"SILENCE!"
Torn and Ashelin froze. It ain't often you see Samos yelling.
"Now, if this happens again. You two aren't going to see the light of day for a LONG time. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Now go."
Jak had a drunken version of a triumphant smile on his face as he watched Torn and Ashelin come out of Samos' office. That was the good thing. The bad thing was that he had to drive them back to HQ. The other good thing was that they were young, so they fell dead asleep in the zoomer. The other bad thing was that when they arrived at HQ, he'd have to carry them in. That would be very hard to do when you could barely walk two steps with out support.
Oh yes. This was a very good day. Because he wasn't getting yelled at.
Ok. Ya, I think I will change the story line. SO! In turn, you will have a great series in front of you at some point in time.
Maybe in about….i dunno…a few years maybe? :P
