Author's Note: Hello everyone who actually reads this story, & welcome to chapter 38! I am so sorry that this chapter is so late, I barely had enough time to even BEGIN typing this chapter last week, since I had two band contests & a football game that the band had to play at in a single week... anyhow, I'll try my best to get these chapters out on time!
Stuff I own: My OCs, Meldalvyna's house in the woods, & plot idea... Stuff I don't own: All Jak and Daxter & Spyro characters, the places these characters originally live in, & the music used in any & all chapters they appear in.
Jak's POV
As Meldalvyna lowers us to the ground, I feel my heart begin to slow from its fast, excited, & adrenaline-rushed pace. Once my feet touch the ground I turn to face Meldalvyna, her feet softly padding against the ground in her landing.
"I cannot wait until she teaches me to fly like that...I honestly envy her beautiful ability," Light says in admiration, his voice soft & dream-like in the back of my mind. A deep, apreciative sigh fills my mind from Light, the sound making me smile uncontrollably. Feeling Meldalvyna's hand wrapping around my own & pulling me forward snaps me out of my conversation with my peaceful alter, my smile growing when I see one plastered across Meldalvyna's.
"I wonder what she'd do if she woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare like earlier...," Dark chuckles, his mind obviously turning to everywhere but where Light & I had been talking about, his tone making it clear he isn't thinking cleanly.
"Dark, don't think of her like that," I growl back at him mentally, trying to keep the images Dark is giving me out of my head, feeling blood rush to the tips of my ears with every picture that makes it to my mind. Feeling a rush of warm air enveloping my body, I push myself out of my mental conversation with my dark alter & consciously follow Meldalvyna into her house. The smell of food cooking & fireplace smoke hits me full on, the homey scent putting my mind at ease & bringing a subconscious smile to my face.
"Jak, Meldalvyna, you two are back early. How was work today?" Hunter greets us as we walk into the living room & take our seat on the only couch.
"Not much different than yesterday, we still had all those conferences to talk in," Meldalvyna replies with a smile on her face, leaving out her near-mental break down. Hunter smiles at the good, his eyes lighting up with relieved glimmers, obviously seeing the tired look in Meldalvyna's eyes.
"That is good to hear. I'm glad to see you two before I have to leave tomorrow morning... ah yes, that reminds me... Jak, I will have left before dawn tomorrow, just to let you know," Hunter says, turning his attention towards me with a serious, almost apologetic look on his face.
"Okay... if I sleep in, maybe Meldalvyna or Sparx could wake me up," I say in return, glancing at Meldalvyna, asking her if it is okay with my eyes, receiving a nod from her.
"Sure, I'll wake you up. By the way, where is Sparx?" Meldalvyna asks, looking around the room for her double stepuncle, searching for the apparently missing dragonfly.
"Oh, he's in here with me," Spyro's voice calls out from the kitchen, the information making Meldalvyna smile, a sigh of relief escaping her as she turns back to face Hunter.
"Actually, dinner is ready. Could one of you go & tell Cynder that it is time to eat?" Spyro asks, not able to leave the kitchen, the sound of plates clicking together filling the air from the kitchen. Hunter yells back that he's going to get Meldalvyna's mother, leaving us to walk down the hall leading to Spyro's & Cynder's bedroom. Walking back out a second later, Hunter walks into the kitchen, Cynder appearing out of the hall a few seconds later, a tired, sleepy look to her eyes.
"Hello Meldalvyna, Jak. You two are actually back in time for dinner," Cynder says with a smirk, a yawn escaping her throat a second later. Smiling back, Meldalvyna pulls me to the table & we take our seats, Hunter handing us our plates almost as soon as we sit down, Sparx coming to his seat next to us with his own plate a second later.
"So, how long do you plan on staying with us Jak? Over night I mean," Sparx asks after taking a spoon full of his meal, which looked like roasted brown-ish black specks on his plate, taking another bite of his food a second later, looking at me with expectant eyes.
"Well, as long as it takes to get the press away from my apartment building after & before work hours, so I'm guessing a few days... I hope I'm not imposing by staying for so long," I answer Sparx, the last part of my sentence being towards the heads of the house.
"Oh no, not at all, I like all the company... say, you two should ask the Cheif of Arms Torn if he would like to come over tomorrow for dinner," Spyro says, a smile on his face, though not without a serious expression in his eyes.
"That could be possible, but if he were to come over, than that would mean that the rest of the Council would have to come too, not to mention the councils from other cities such as Spargus & Kras," I say in return, thinking it over as I speak, realizing just how many people would end up having to be involved.
"No, it wouldn't be to discuss anything official, just to have a good time, set good impressions, things such as that... wait, isn't the Cheif of Arms and the Governess a, ah, couple?" Spyro asks, a curious furrow on his brows & a questioning tilt to his head.
"Yes, they are, why would you ask... oh wait, that's right, if you were to invite one, you should invite the significant other," Meldalvyna answers, about to ask a question of her own before realizing what her stepfather is getting at. Spyro nods, his eyes & facial expression thoughtful, determining whether or not to go through with his question of invitation.
"I could ask him & Ashelin right now if you like," I suggest, reaching backwards into my pack for my communicator after taking a quick bite of my dinner. Spyro & Cynder look towards each other, a completely silent conversation going between them, though I can tell most of it.
"Sure, it would be good to set an example of our kind to them through a small dinner party with all of us & Mr. Torn & Ms. Ashelin. Jak, you can call them if you like, but I suggest waiting until after you eat," Cynder says, turning her attention away from her husband & to me, a single nod signaling that they both wanted me to go through with it. I nod in return, turning to my dinner & downing the rest in a few minutes in order to be able to call Torn & Ashelin. Finishing my meal in a few minutes, I bring my plate to their sink & walk into the living room, getting my communicator out of my pocket.
"Hey Torn, Meldalvyna's parents are wondering if you & Ashelin would like to come to dinner tomorrow at her house. It wouldn't be anything official or fancy, just a nice time," I say once Torn answers his communicator, a strange silence on his end filling my ear.
"I guess, just let me contact & ask Ashelin first. If she says no, I'll still be there," Torn answers after a second of quiet, his tone over the communicator making it obvious he is thinking. The line goes dead a second later & I put the communicator back into my pocket, thinking it would be a little bit before he would call back. Not even two minutes later, my communicator buzzes to life & I quickly pull it out of my pocket, immediately putting the device closer to my face.
"Hey Torn, what did she say?" I ask as I walk over to Meldalvyna's couch & sit down, having a feeling that his answer is going to be a positive one.
"Ashelin said yes, her only conditions were as long as we can catch a ride with you & Meldalvyna out into the Haven City Mountain Pass after you two get out of work tomorrow," Torn answers immediately.
"Okay, just to let you know, it'll be a long walk in the cold up to her house... it's also usually pretty hot in the house, so I'd bring something warm to walk in that's easy to take off," I say a second later, remembering the long walk up to the house & how cold it is supposed to be the next day.
"I'll tell Ashelin that... see you there tomorrow then," Torn says before hanging up, putting my communicator back into my pocket & turning back to the rest of the room.
"So, what did Torn & Ashelin say?" Meldalvyna asks once my hand is out of my pocket & my attention is on them.
"They said they will be here tomorrow, as long as they can catch a ride in the air-tran with us, which means they'll be walking with us," I answer, coming back into the kitchen to wash my plate, only for Spyro to wave me off with a smile on his face. Meldalvyna gives Spyro her plate & follows me into their living room, pulling me down to the seat next to her.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier, I honestly don't know why it affects me so much now," Meldalvyna says, her eyes drifting down to her knees, but only for a second, apology in her eyes, & a want for me to say something held in them when she looked back to my face.
"It's okay, I apologized for forcing you into telling me earlier," I say in return, taking her hand & giving a quick squeeze, a half smile on my face.
"I know, I just broke down to all the weight on my chest I guess," Meldalvyna says, a small smile parting her lips as she looks down to our hands, a the last fragments of a frown still gleaming in her eyes.
"It's okay, I understand. Say, why don't we go to bed? We have a long day tomorrow, with work & Torn & Ashelin being here for dinner tomorrow," I say as I stand up, pulling Meldalvyna up with me, my smile pulling into a full, gentle, encouraging grin. Meldalvyna smiles lightly & pulls me towards the bathroom to brush teeth & hair. Once out of the bathroom & upstairs, I kiss her forhead before parting ways with her for the night, going to the bedroom I share with Hunter, the bipedal feline already laying down in his makeshift bed & aspleep. Laying down myself after sliding out of my day clothes & into a muscle shirt & shorts, I almost immediately fall asleep, neither of my alters having said anything since before dinner, & being happy about it.
Meldalvyna's POV
Walking into my own room after kissing Jak goodnight, I immediately close the door behind me & start getting undressed. In pajamas a minute later, I decide to put my hair in a quick, messy braid & lay down. As soon as my head hits my pillow I fall asleep. What seems like a second later, I wake to the sound of my alarm on my communicator going off, signalling that it is time for me to get up. Stretching as I get out of my comfortable mass of blankets, pillows, & matress, I disactivate the alarm & start getting dressed for the day. Once dressed, I walk out of my room & outside Jak's room & bring my head close to the door, listening for sounds of consciousness on the other side.
Not hearing anything coming from the interior of the room, I quietly open the door & peer inside. Still in his bed, I see Jak's face, peacefully blank in his sleep, all the past pain & bad occurances that are usually visible in his face now invisible. Tiptoeing into the room, I creep up next to his bed & observe his face for a second, trying to determine how to wake him up without annoying him.
"I should kiss him awake. There's no way he'd be grouchy after that kind of wakeup," I think to myself, a smile stretching my lips as the thought comes to mind. Still smiling, I lean forward & give Jak a small peck on the forhead. Leaning back, I look at his face to find a faint, though still unconscious grin creasing his lips. With a silent chuckle & a shake of my head, I lean in again & give him a series of soft kisses from his forhead down to his cheek, then to his lips. Jak's eyes flutter open sleepily as I wake him up, a full on smile coming to his face once he realizes it's me.
"Good morning love," Jak greets tiredly, a happy grin on his face as he sits up, a small yawn escaping his throat a second later.
"Morning Jak. Come on, you should get dressed, like you said, long day today, so it's good to start early," I say, earning a confused tilt of the head from Jak, a thougthful crease between his brows, trying to figure out what I meant.
"Wait, how long until we have to go to work?" Jak asks, his mind still slow from sleep as he gives his arms a good stretch.
"About an hour & a half. I gave us enough time to make ourselves our own breakfasts, get ready, & sit around before we leave," I answer, Jak nodding in tired understanding before standing from his makeshift bed, glancing over to the empty pallet next to his to see it lacking Hunter.
"I'll head out & put on most of my Freedom League uniform & head down stairs to brush my hair while you get dressed," I say after getting a patient glance from Jak as he picks up a stack of his clothes from a nightstand. Walking out of the room & closing the door behind me, I go into my room & slide into the remainder of my Freedom League uniform, minus the cloak, helmet, & gloves.
After putting on most of my armor, I head downstairs & into the bathroom. Taking my hair out of its messy weaving, I brush my hair back to its prefered smooth appearance. Careful of my horns, I put my hair into a neat braid, letting the end of the braid slap against the small of my back when I let it go.
"Hey Meldalvyna, what can I do for breakfast?" Jak's tired voice asks through the door suddeny, his voice surprising me since I didn't hear him coming down the stairs.
"You could make yourself some eggs... the pan you will want is in the second bottom cupboard from the refrigerator, the spatula is in the drawer to the left of the sink, & all the ingredients you'll need are in the refrigerator," I answer back, eggs sounding good for breakfast for myself as I get out my face soap, along with other facial products from both Haven City & Warfang & turn the water on.
"Thanks Mel," Jak says with a yawn as the sound of his boots hitting the floor as he walks away becoming fainter with the increasing distance. Wetting my face in the water, I hear Jak getting into the cupboards & drawers in the kitchen. As I lather my face with a variety of cherry scented soaps, face washes, & lotions, the sound of a liquid loudly sizzling in one of the pans makes its way into the bathroom, the smell of the cooking eggs wafting into the small washroom a few seconds later. Putting my towel back after patting my face & horns dry, I walk out of the bathroom & into the kitchen to see Jak happily munching away at a plate of scrambled eggs, a faint smile on his face.
"I washed the stuff I used in case you wanted something different, but their in the drying rack if you wanted eggs," Jak says when he catches sight of me, the tired tone to his voice not as obvious as before, his general appearance looking more awake than before.
"You know, I think I'll have some eggs too, sounds good," I say as I open the door of the refrigerator, intending to grab the milk & seagull eggs, only to stop when I notice something strange.
"Why are three of those eggs missing?" I ask myself mentally, noticing that two eggs from the left side of the fridge are missing, instead of two of the seagull eggs, which are on the right. Looking behind me to Jak, I stare down the eggs on Jak's plate, then turn back to the two missing eggs.
"So, that means he's eating... aw gross," I think to myself in disgust, holding back a vocal gag, though very unsuccessful in holding back the physical motion of it when I realize exactly what Jak is eating. Turning slowly so I don't make myself gag again, I come & sit down next to Jak, trying to keep the look of utter disgust off of my face.
"Hey Jak, what side of the fridge did you get those eggs from?" I ask slowly & softly, the tone of my voice making Jak look up with a curious & concerned expression on his face. Thankfully, he puts the fork down, but sadly, he swallows the bite of eggs in his mouth, making me want to frown & urging me to gag again.
"The left side, why?" Jak asks, his eyebrows furrowing inquisitively, his head just barely tipped to the side. Taking a deep breath, I try to figure out how to tell him just what he is eating without being to blunt or harsh about it, trying to come up with a way for him to realize it on his own.
"Th-those weren't gull eggs," I answer, earning a look of surpise from Jak as he glances down at his plate & back up to me, a glimmer of building concern in his eyes.
"Then what kind of eggs were they?" Jak asks, a look of complete seriousness waking him up entirely, his alert eyes searching my face. Fighting the frown on my face, I pick through my next answer, & decide to relate it to birds.
"Well, you know how a lot of the store bought eggs aren't fertalized, right?" I ask, beginning to try to lead him into answering his own question, knowing he'll be in disgust very soon. Standing, I grab the trash can & set it next to Jak before re-taking my seat on his other side, earning a strange, asking frown from the man I love as he nods, still not getting at where I trying to lead him.
"And you know what that would make the eggs in respect of the chicken being female, right?" I ask, leading him further into his realization.
"Yeah, it's the chicken's menstrual cycle," Jak answers slowly, his thought process obvious on his face, trying to figure out what I'm trying to get at.
"Good... now keep that in mind... what other animals lay eggs?" I ask, holding back another gag, trying to rush the revelation so I wouldn't have to keep on seeing the cooked eggs on his plate & stopping myself from gagging.
"Well, there's birds, a couple mammals, & repti-..." Jak pauses, the look of realization hitting him hard, stopping mid sentence as he realizes just what he had been eating, his eyes widening as he looks between me & the scrambled eggs on his plate. Jak closes his eyes as a digusted frown creases his lips downward a second later, pushing the plate away from him, putting his face in one of his hands once the plate is a good enough distance away.
"Why in the Precursor's name would you keep dragon eggs in the fridge?" Jak asks through his hand, keeping his eyes closed & his face turned downwards at the table.
"The scent of them rotting keeps Metalheads away... we keep them in the fridge to make them last long enough to use in the seasons where the Metalheads are most active," I explain, a frown also coming to my face. A grim frown overtakes Jak's face as he lifts his head from his hand, his eyes opening to look me dead in the eye.
"Wh... who's eggs are they?" Jak says, the sound of a nervous, disgusted hard swallow echoing from his throat, his eyes never leaving mine. My mind begins to overload as I try to figure out how to answer him, my nerves breaking down beneath his dreadfully penetrating stare.
"Think about how big they were before you cracked them, & who they would seem to belong to the most," I answer, not wanting to come right out & say who they belonged too. Jak pauses for a moment, his eyes darting back & forth in thought, before locking back onto mine, his answer obvious in his eyes.
"Th... they were yours... no offense, but I think I'm going to be sick," Jak says as he stands up from his seat with a souring look to his face, walking towards the bathroom at a quick but steady pace.
"I'll make you something else if you do end up being sick," I say, standing myself & dumping Jak's disgusting plate into the trash as he walks away, a hum in agreement coming from Jak, the look on his face as he rounds the corner making it obvious he didn't trust himself to open his mouth without vomiting. Walking back to the fridge, I pull out a pair of frozen yakkow patties & a couple of breakfast biscuits. Putting the patties on a small skillet to heat up, I cut the two biscuits in half & set them aside. Jak walks back in a minute later, a disgusted frown on his face.
"Let's tell NO ONE about what happened this morning," Jak says, grabbing a new plate from the cabinet.
"Tell me about it... here's a biscuit & sausage sandwich for you," I say, putting one of the thin patties on one of the halves of biscuits before closing it with its opposite half, setting it down on his plate before putting together my own breakfast.
Author's Note: Again, sorry for taking so long to get this chapter out, as well as the latest few! I hope the end was just gross & slightly amusing enough to make up for it! Trust me, when I got the idea for that part, I found it really gross, yet I still laughed till I teared up... Until next time, which hopefully will actually be on time, tigerdj98 signing out! :D