Here we go – another step closer to the wedding. This is being uploaded quicker because I've run out of Heroes episodes *sob*

Disclaimer: I do not own Jak and Daxter – I only own Connor.

Chapter 10: The Emergency Shopping Trip

So Jak and Torn were trying to get a taxi into town, and were being very unsuccessful. Jak tried to wave another cab, but they drove straight past.

"Why can't we drive ourselves?" Jak asked.

"Because we're both way over the legal alcohol limit still after your Stag Night." Torn replied. "Oh screw this, let's just walk."

"But that's going to take ages!" Jak hissed. "My wedding starts in four hours!"

"Oh we can get there and back in time again – trust me." Torn said, so they started walking into town.

"At least it's sunny today." Jak said. "Torn – I have a feeling that this wedding is going to be perfect!"

"Well you're the only one." Torn said. "Think of everything that's gone wrong so far."

"Torn, it's all going to be okay." Jak said a bit too confidently.

"Jak – you did look at Keira's wedding dress, didn't you?" Torn asked.

"Yeah... but they completely changed the design so surely I won't have any bad luck." Jak replied. "Besides, why are you suit shopping with me? Daxter's my best man."

"Daxter is going to tell Keira what happened. Besides, I'm second best man." Torn said.

"But I never delegated a second best man." Jak said, confused.

"Deal with it." Torn snapped. Jak scowled at him, and they walked for a while in silence. Suddenly, they heard a car horn and Connor pulled up beside them.

"Hey guys, I thought you might need a lift." Connor said.

"..." Jak and Torn said nothing, just glared at Connor.

"What?" Connor asked.

"Connor, you're driving a PEDAL CAR!" Jak pointed out. Connor looked around.

"Well I'll be damned! It was real a second ago!" Connor exclaimed.

"Sure it was Connor. Suuuuuuuure." Torn said sarcastically.

"Hey! I thought I spoke to you about being mean to me!" Connor sniffed.

"Connor, he didn't mean it, we're both just a little bit stressed." Jak said apologetically.

"Y'know, I could get you a real car." Connor said, climbing out of the pedal car.

"And how is that?" Torn asked bluntly. Connor pushed him into the road, right in front of an oncoming car.

"Watch and learn." Connor said to Jak.

"CONNOR YOU –!" Torn screeched, and the car carried on heading for him at a high speed. The car stopped just in time, and the driver got out.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD?" the driver yelled as they approached Torn. Connor grabbed Jak by the front of his shirt, and dragged him into the car.

"Hey lady – WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING DRIVING THAT FAST?" Torn yelled. "YOU WERE WAY OVER THE SPEED LIMIT."

"AND WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE ME?"

"I'M THE LEADER OF THE FREAKIN' FREEDOM LEAGUE!"

"And on behalf of the Freedom League, I'm confiscating your vehicle." Connor announced. "Torn, get in." Connor said. Torn climbed in the back of the car, and Connor started the engine.

"Connor, what gives you the right to confiscate vehicles on behalf of the Freedom League?" Torn asked. Connor chucked his badge onto the backseat.

"I joined up last week." Connor said.

"I didn't authorise it." Torn said. "And this is a Krimzon Guard badge!"

"I know. Erol said he'd sign me up so I didn't have to worry about going through all of the formalities – he also mentioned something about taking you all down by rebuilding the Krimzon Guard."

"Is this true?" Jak asked.

"Yeah. Do you think I'm the kind of person to lie?" Connor asked.

"Jak... I'm having words with Erol after your wedding." Torn said. Connor pulled up outside a suit shop.

"Well good luck guys!" Connor said as Jak and Torn got out of the car and he drove away. "CALL ME WHEN YOU WANT A LIFT BACK!"

"Come on, let's go and get a suit." Jak sighed.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T GET ME A NEW SUIT?" Jak yelled at the shop clerk.

"At this short notice we can't tailor one to fit you exactly." The shop clerk said.

"I'm getting married today! I need that damned suit!" Jak protested.

"What happened to your old one?" the clerk asked.

"... My friend burnt it." Jak replied.

"Look here – I'm the leader of the Freedom League. If you don't get this nice young man a suit RIGHT NOW I will drag you down." Torn threatened. "I won't even need a reason, I have that much authority."

"I'm sorry sir." The clerk said, mopping his brow nervously. "What size did you say you were young man?"

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"Okay... how does this one look?" Jak asked, stepping out from behind the curtain. Torn looked him up and down.

"It's a perfect fit. Jak, you look stunning." Torn replied.

"... Stunning?" Jak asked.

"Jak – I should've told you every day since the moment I met you – I love you." Torn blurted. Jak's jaw dropped.

"Please... please say you're kidding." Jak pleaded.

"I'm not." Torn said. "I can't throw you away Jak. I can't."

"..."

"Say something. Please?" Torn asked.

"I'LL TAKE THE SUIT JUST GET AWAY FROM ME!" Jak replied. "And you! Go and call Connor! Tell him I want to go straight back to Haven Forest!" he demanded, pointing at Torn.

"... That wasn't what I was hoping for..." Torn said in a matter of fact tone.

"JUST GO!" Jak yelled.

Awww poor little Jak is getting mega stressed. OH WELL. Reviews actually make me write quicker... so review if you want more!