A/N Thanks for the reviews, as always. Very much appreciated. JKA: I just... forgot to mention how Dax hacked the bad guys. Yeah. That's it. _ Anyway, I'll reveal that here. Also, I don't expect there shall be too many more chapters. Perhaps just this one and one more to cover the party and I'll call this completed. Thanks for all your comments, I really appreciate it. :)


On the Underground's network…

FreakSpawningMachine has changed their name to Mechanical Girl

ShoddySage has changed their name to Same Old Samos

Mechanical Girl:

Did you hear an explosion, dad?

Same Old Samos:

Yes, sounds like Jak's done it again. And our names are back to normal too.

UrbanVermin has entered the room

UrbanVermin has changed their name to 0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Oh yeah, who's bad? Who just saved the day? Me, baby! ME!

TraitorMan has entered the room

TraitorWoman has entered the room

TraitorMan has changed their name to Torn_Asunder

TraitorWoman has changed their name to Luscious Hips

Torn_Asunder:

Good work, Keira.

Mechanical Girl:

I'm afraid I can't take any credit for it.

Luscious Hips:

Must have been Jak then.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Y'know, I should be offended by this but no, I'm used to it by now.

Who am I kidding? I'm still offended! Damn it, I fixed it! Me! All me! You can ask Jak when he gets back.

Same Old Samos:

Where is Jak, by the way?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Should be back by now… isn't he home yet, Keira?

Mechanical Girl:

No, no sign of him.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

You don't think that explosion…

Pecker the Great:

How could you say such a thing? Have you no faith in your friend?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

How would you know about friendship, bent-beak?

Pecker the Great:

A lot more than you, rat boy!

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Rat boy? I've been alive a hell of a lot longer than you, arse kisser!

Pecker the Great:

You were thrown through time, that doesn't mean you're older than me! Oh, and Onin says to shut up.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Shut it feather butt, before I pluck you clean and roast you on a spit.

Pecker the Great:

Pah, you're so scrawny that I wouldn't even BOTHER trying to eat you.

SigSour has entered the room

SigSour has changed their name to SigAimFire

SigAimFire:

Hey kids. Where's Chilli?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Not back yet.

SigAimFire:

I see. Wanted to tell him that was one hell of a boom he set off at the palace. I doubt those freaks will be bothering us again.

Mechanical Girl:

Well we're not sure where Jak is at the moment.

SigAimFire:

You don't think he got caught up in it, do you?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng sticks his tongue out at Pecker the Great

Pecker the Great flips up his middle feather

Torn_Asunder:

Not a chance. It'll take more than take to kill Jak.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Aww, Tattoo boy, I didn't know you cared about him that much!

Torn_Asunder:

I don't. I just know how difficult he is to kill. I lost count of how many times I heard a scream echoing around a bottomless pit over the communicator, only to find out that he was still alive.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Yeah, he's good with death like that.

Mechanical Girl:

Yeah, I hear it's a trait of the Mar bloodline.

Jak_Mar has entered the room

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

See, what'd I tell ya?

Jak_Mar:

Hey guys. All ready for the party later on?

Pecker the Great:

What party?

Mechanical Girl:

It's Jak's birthday. Daxter didn't want to let you know because you'd show up.

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Keiraaaaa! D:

Pecker the Great:

Congratulations Jak. And why in the name of the Precursors would I want to attend a party where that rat's drunken tail is going to be parading around?

Jak_Mar:

So you're not coming?

Pecker the Great:

Of course I'm coming! I'm not letting the furball ruin a good night out.

Jak_Mar:

How did I guess?

Mechanical Girl:

Jak, Daxter keeps proclaiming that he's the one that brought the bad guys to their knees this time. Please tell me he's joking.

Jak_Mar:

Sorry Keira, can't do that. It was all him.

Same Old Samos:

You mean that boy finally did something really useful?

Jak_Mar:

Seems that way.

One thing I want to know though, Dax. How did you do it?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Well, Jak… Praxis crept up behind you and snatched me. He's a sneaky bastard and I gave him a black eye before he stuffed me in a cage. Next thing I saw was a long conveyor belt but the Baron had left the locks undone. So I bust out, manoeuvre through a whole battalion of Krimzon Guard without being seen, and find their computer mainframe. With a bit of my own Ottsel magic, I managed to not only disable the locks on our accounts, but also change everyone's names back and to add the insult to injury, I changed the bad guys' names too!


A/N - Worth noting that the room stays silent for a good 5 minutes after that...


Luscious Hips:

Wow, I'm actually impressed.

Torn_Asunder:

Me too. Assuming any of it's true.

Pecker the Great:

Which is probably isn't.

SigAimFire:

Damn fine work there, Lightning.

Same Old Samos:

Yes, well done Daxter. Now, when in the name of the Precursors are you going to clean my hut?

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng:

Whoa, look at the time! I'd better get down to the Ottsel and get the rest of this party ready. See you there folks!

0r4ng3_L1gh7n1ng has left the room

Same Old Samos:

Oooh, I'm going to get that rat one of these days.

Jak_Mar:

How long have you been saying that, Samos?

Same Old Samos:

Jak, I've lost count of the years.

SigAimFire:

I'll catch y'all later folks. It's a long ride to Haven from Spargus. And I've gotta make my plus 1 get his butt into gear.

Mechanical Girl:

See you both soon!

SigAimFire has left the room

Jak_Mar:

Who's he bringing with him?

Torn Asunder:

That information is top secret.

Luscious Hips:

That reminds me, I've got to get ready too. See you all at the Ottsel.

Luscious Hips has left the room

Pecker the Great:

Can I bring a guest too?

Jak_Mar:

Sure thing Pecker. At long as it's not Blitz or Mizo or whatever he's calling himself these days.

Pecker the Great:

Not by a long shot. See you!

Pecker the Great has left the room

Same Old Samos:

It's getting late for me too. And the hut won't clean itself, sadly. Happy birthday again, Jak. Have a good day.

Jak_Mar:

Thanks, Samos.

Same Old Samos has left the room

Mechanical Girl:

I have to go clean this grease off and get myself ready too. See you there Torn.

Mechanical Girl has left the room

Torn_Asunder:

She's going to take ages, isn't she?

Jak_Mar:

You bet.

Torn_Asunder:

Jak, I wanted to say something to you, but I don't know how…

Jak_Mar:

You'd better not be pulling an Erol on me.

Torn_Asunder:

I'll not comment on that.

It's difficult for me to say though.

Jak_Mar:

I got time. Lots of it. I can even slow it down if you'd like.

Torn_Asunder:

Won't be necessary.

I… wanted to apologise.

Jak_Mar:

What?

Torn_Asunder:

You read it, Mar. I'm sorry. For everything.

Jak_Mar:

What's brought this on?

Torn_Asunder:

I never got the chance to speak to you in private between bringing down Praxis and stopping the war raging on Haven's streets… I know I've been hard on you and you've only been trying to help.

Jak_Mar:

Wow. Torn, I don't know what to say.

I really appreciate it.

Torn_Asunder:

Hahaha, oh Precursors, the look on your face there must have been priceless!

Jak_Mar:

What?

Torn_Asunder:

Later, Jak.

Torn_Asunder has left the room

Jak_Mar:

What the hell was that about?