A/N: Yayyy, uber thanks to my whopping 4 reviewers and all of the things
they had to say ! I hope you all are enjoying this story as much as I am
writing it. Thanks go out to:
Monkey: Glad you like it so far! As for Daxter telling Jak how he feels, well...your just gonna have to wait and see on that one. I myself am not sure how this is going to end just yet.
Demyrie: Oh, it was awesome to get such a long and wonderful review, thanks! Soon after you mentioned my story having similarities with yours, I went to read it. Don't know how I didn't see your story before but I enjoy it very much. Anyway, I saw the similarity as well. My deepest apologies if my story seeming a bit like yours offends you, it was not intentional. " Oh, and I'll get to review your story as soon as my computer stops being mean and finally lets me do so.
DarkMistress950: Thanks bunches huggles back No promises but I will try to update as soon as I can! Also, glad you enjoyed that little part of the story
Another A/N: Demyrie brought up a point in a review about Daxter's sentiment towards women. I intended to address that in this chapter anyway, but I just wanted to say that I do like a reviewer that pays close attention to what they read. So yay!
Also, I apologize if the story seems to be going kinda slow. I plan to start picking it up a little bit more near the end of this chapter.
And so now, one with the fic!!
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When we had gotten home, Jak had set me down on his bed to rest. This is nice and all, but the chances of me falling asleep, especially during the day, were close to none. I didn't argue, however, and closed my eyes as Jak left the room and closed the door. I'm not so sure if I liked the idea of being by myself right now. It's only giving me time and a purpose to think. Thinking gets you into trouble.
I don't think you need to be a rocket scientist to know exactly what... or who it was I was thinking about.
Speaking of, where exactly did he go? I was tempted to follow him for a few reasons. One; to cure my curiosity. Two; to see him and take my place on his shoulder, in spite of how tired I was. Three; to make sure nothing is happening to him that I don't want to happen.
Before I knew it, I found myself leaving the bed, and the room. Fur or no fur, even I could feel the cold air brushing through the room. I could see Samos in the corner, doing some sorta 'meditation', sitting cross-legged and kinda... hovering in the air. Yeah...
"Hey!" I had cupped my paws around my mouth and shouted to get him out of whatever trance he was in. "You up there! Can you come down to earth for a second!?"
One of his eyes opened, (I think it was the smaller of the two, ha!) and he looked down at me. Boy did he look pissed. Of course, he always looked at me like that. 'Coz to him, I'm a big screw up. Heh, who could blame the guy? Still, we were never really on... too friendly of terms.
His lip twitched and he lowered himself to the ground, his log-for-shoes creating a 'thud' on contact.
"What is it, Daxter!?" He leaned over and gave me a quick snarl. "Can't you see that I'm busy!? What could be so important that you have to pull me out of my—"
"Caaaalm down!" I think I said it more obnoxiously then I had intended to. "Don't get your twigs bundled." Another snarl in my direction. "Where's Jak?"
"Is that all you wanted? Are you that lazy?"
I think about maybe a full-blown minute passed by where I just stood there like an idiot and stared at him, wondering if I should honestly answer. Then he shook his head at me, gave an angry gesture to his left, closed his eyes, and resumed his meditation. Obviously it was more of a 'get away from Daxter' meditation more than anything else now. His eyebrow convulsed randomly and I decided I should just leave.
To the left, the direction Samos had pointed me to, led to the arena where Jak first practiced on his jet board. I smiled and trotted.
Upon entering the large practice vicinity, my receptive ottsel ears picked up the humming sound right away. On further inspection, I caught Jak out of the corner of my eye, cruising on a new jet board. It had to be new, it was going really fast, and the one I was familiar with was too slow for my liking. Even with the boost. (1)
I decided to watch him a little bit before I made my presence known. Jak really seemed like he knew what he was doing, let me tell you. He made it look so easy. His eyes were concentrated, and entertained at the same time. His feet gripped the board with ease and his arms, which were usually held out to maintain his balance, were hung loosely at his sides. When he jumped or did some sorta fancy trick, his hands would rise into the air and that mischievous glint would flash across his eyes.
Finally, he started to gently swerve back and forth, slowing down to a stop. He stepped off, and kicked the new board up into his hand. Holding it at his side, he smiled and began talking to...
A pole...?
Oh, wait...
I scurried over the right a little more and looked again.
I should have known. It was so obvious now.
Keira jerked her head to the side to remove her hair from her face, and then proceeded to let her head cock to the side and rest there. What, was she trying to act cute or something? Tch, Jak doesn't go for that kind of thing.
Does he?
I could see him laughing, and Keira doing so as well, lifting a feminine hand to her small lips. She sure was exposing a lot of skin today. Her hair, which was usually down, was pulled into a messy ponytail, with the exception of some rogue bangs that refused to stop falling in front of her. She was wearing a white tube top, (which I believe was almost see-through!) revealing her toned and petite abdomen. Her shorts, which only went down to her knees, showed her finely colored legs. And she was alone with Jak.
She was so feminine. Maybe Jak went for that kind of girl. Maybe beyond his tough-guy exterior, he was looking for a fragile woman who he could protect and hold. Oh jeez...
I scampered closer so I could hear their conversation. What they don't know won't hurt them right?
But what I might find out could hurt me.
The first thing I could understand was Jak saying Keira's name. I was still a pretty good distance away, but man did these ottsel ears ever give me a good hearing range!
"Well, anyway, the new board works great! Thanks, Keira."
"No problem, Jak!" She said. Her voice was strangely scratchy and squeaky, while smooth and soft at the same time. That make sense? "It's called the Z-Board 580. Obviously, it's much faster than your old board and it's more durable. Also, it should allow you to do more tricks if you want. I'm still making adjustments and additions on a blueprint back in my room, but I figured you could use this early model."
Whoa...
Did she just wink when she said 'back in my room'?
Jak seemed pretty satisfied with his new board, and seems completely clueless to that move that Keira had just made.
Heh...
There was a silence between them after that, and I could feel their uneasiness. I feel guilty, but I was pretty happy about that. When me and Jak are alone, we can sit in silence without any thought of it. It was fun to watch her squirm.
"So Jak..." Ah...she speaks.
"Hmm?"
"About that...mission of yours tomorrow..."
"Yeah?"
"What is it? I mean, do you think it's safe?" Her voice gradually gained speed. "It seems a little nerve-wracking doesn't it? Some random note telling you where to go?"
Jak placed a finger to her lips, and I didn't have to be closer to know that Keira had just blushed at the touch.
My stomach fell to my feet and bounced back up again, thanking whatever God that could hear me that it was all he did.
"Don't worry about it," He told her. "Dax and me will be fine. It's not like we haven't been on missions more dangerous and mysterious before. Besides, we love a good adventure."
Yeah, that's right. You and Dax. You tell her, Jak.
"But..." I could tell she was at a loss of words, but she didn't want him to go.
"Don't worry," He said again. "We'll get back safely."
I could see Jak's motions clearly enough to know what he was thinking. He wanted to cheer her up, to say something that would make her stop fussin' about it.
"I'll take my new board for a test run while I'm out there."
Oh God...
Keira managed an embarrassed flutter of her long eyelashes before sighing and releasing tension on her shoulders. She was done, she wasn't going to try to stop him. I decided now was the best time to come in.
I made sure my feet made enough racket to grab both of their attention. I padded my way over to Jak and leaned casually against his leg.
Nope...I didn't see or hear a thing.
"Heya, toots!" I clicked with my mouth and pointed a cool finger in her general direction, furrowing my brows for effect. Gotta make sure they don't suspect anything.
What?
She rolled her eyes at me and walked away. That's right, keep walking.
I looked at Jak and he looked at me.
"I miss anything?" I wondered if I had missed anything important before I walked in. Jak merely shook his head and headed in the direction Keira had gone, me right at his heals.
I followed him and followed him and followed him until I realized... I followed him out into the streets of the city.
"Jak?" Ah, my voice sounded small somehow. "Something on your mind, pal?"
He spared me a glance and gave me that smile. You remember; that smile that makes me know everything's gonna be okay. His cheek and ears would rise and his eyes would narrow slightly. So nice...
"Nothing, Dax," He informed me. "Just getting a little fresh air, that's all."
"You nervous about tomorrow?" I asked him full-heartedly. As he told Keira, we had been through so much worse, but I think he shared the same uneasy feeling that I did. I think we were both just fretting over nothing, but when you have a nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, it's hard to ignore, ya know?
"Not really, are you?" What a liar.
Lair.
He just didn't want to worry me, I bet. I hope so anyway, I feel sort of silly being the only one to worry over what was probably nothing in the first place.
"Nope, not at all!" I should be the one to talk about lying, huh? I waved a paw in the air to support my words, more for myself than for Jak.
I always feel insignificant out in the streets. It was a dog eat dog world. Even harder for little guys such as myself.
"Any suggestions?" Jak muttered through the loud traffic. It was always too loud here.
"The Naughty Ottsel," I said without a second thought. I needed a drink before the night came anyway. With a terse nod, he headed in that direction.
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Ever since a few adjustments were made, such as burning some of Krew's trophies and other possessions, adding more space and dusting the place up, the newly named Naughty Ottsel was a big hit with the cities people. Mainly people who needed shelter, people who needed to drink their problems away, and the exposed woman.
When we got to the entrance I hopped off of Jak and made my way to the main counter, where Tess was just handing a drink to some frizzy stranger. When he walked away, she caught sight of me and gave me a warm smile.
"Hey, Babe, what's cookin'?" I gave a wild and toothy smile back.
You a little confused? Here...
I love Jak.
But there is no denying the fact that Tess had a cute face and a nice set of breasts. There are a lot of beautiful women around here, Tess being one of them, and every once and a while, I would look.
I would look.
But not with any real interest. Come on, it's hard not to when it's clearly exposed in front of your eyes! (2)
Besides, Jak has a nicer body than anyone I know.
"Not much, how about you?" And Tess was a sweet girl.
"Ah, I got some business to take care of tomorrow. I'm letting Jak tag along with me." I jabbed a thumb behind my back, pointing. "I decided to get a few drinks before hand."
She giggled and Jak approached us both. I think he knew I'd said something about him because he was giving me that smirk again.
"Give us a small dose of your strongest stuff," Jak winked at Tess, who slightly blushed and disappeared behind the counter to fill the order.
"So uh... Jak." I gained his attention. Once I had it, though, I didn't know what to say. I just wanted him to look at me. Does that sound silly?
"I thought I told you to relax," Jak said. Whew, at least he broke the tension that was building on my part.
"Yeah," was all I could muster at the moment.
Tess popped her blonde head up at the moment, two glasses in hand. She then set one in front of me and Jak and smiled.
"It's on the house," she offered, giving my head a light pat before heading into the back room. I peered over to Jak, who was already guzzling down his drink, and wiping his mouth with his sleeve. Jumping onto the counter, I lifted my own glass with both hands and swung it high to gulp it all down in one inhalation.
Then I hiccupped.
Twice I think.
Being small gave me an undersized immune system I think.
I noticed that Jak didn't finish his yet so I kindly offered to do it for him. Of course, I asked him after I had already taken a drink, sipping down every last drop of the stuff. But I knew he would have said yes anyway, so I don't think it really mattered.
As soon as I glanced to the back room door, Tessy came struttin' out, bearing all she had to show. It was perfect timing.
"Hey sugar!" My voice seems slow, heh. "How's about another glass or two of this stuff?" I held up the empty glass and shook it back and forth. She and Jak both seemed to give me a look of disappointment, but Tess had a hard time saying no to me.
Look at me.
I'm orange, fuzzy and cute as hell!
It only took her a few skilled seconds to refill my glass and hand it to me, watching as I sucked a quarter of the glass down.
And hiccupped.
"You know, this stuff is really good," either I was stating the obvious, or I looked absolutely beat, because they were still looking at me with those expressions.
"Well it is..."
As I brought the glass up again for another go, I could've sworn I heard Jak whisper something to Tess about something 'being enough'. I hope he wasn't talking about this here drink. 'Cause it's really good.
I hiccupped again.
Heh, these hiccups came out of nowhere. How completely random!
Ever have one of those drinks that tasted really good, but left a strange after flavor on your tongue? That's what I have goin' on right now.
-Hiccup-
So you have to keep drinking more of it to wash the taste out for a moment. It's a vicious cycle from there.
I hear tinkling. I looked over to see Tess putting my glass away, along with Jak's, pulling out a rag from her pocket and started scrubbing at the countertop with it.
I felt Jak pick me up then. I think I stared at him forever.
"Aw, Jak," I grinned madly. "I got something I need to tell ya!"
"Can it wait, Dax? Let's get home first."
Yeah, good idea. Jak always had good ideas, heheh...
I nuzzled into his chest, absorbing all the warmness and uh... well the warmness of it. It was nice. He has a nice chest.
The ride home seemed really short for some reason, unless I fell asleep and didn't realize it. But the next thing I remember after leaving the bar, waving bye to Tess about three times, was being carried by Jak, and seeing familiar surroundings pass me by. And then I was laying on our bed. Our bed. The one I share with Jak. Hehehe...
"Hey Jak!" I sound a little loud to myself. No, I mean more than usual.
"Shhh," he seemed crossed between annoyed and amused. "What?"
"I just wanna let ya know-"his hand came down to my lips and I restarted, quieter this time. "I just wanna let ya know that I enjoy going everywhere with ya. You get us into heaps of trouble, though, you know that? And it's always up to me to get you outta these messes."
"Where are you going with this?"
"I don't know, but you know damn well that I'm right! You don't know how scary it is when I'm on your shoulder and stuff, watching you do all these crazy stunts with me right there with you. You're amazing though, let me tell you that much at least."
"Dax."
"Let me finish. I wanna let you know something. It's been on my mind for a while now."
"Shoot."
"Hang on, let me remember it."
He laughed.
"Sorry I had to do that to you, Dax. I know you might not feel so great tomorrow, but I had to get you to sleep somehow before we leave."
I have no idea what he's rambling on and on about, but I just smiled and nodded my head like I knew what was going on.
"Night, Dax."
Was it that late? Ah...
"Night, babe."
Everything went dark.
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A/N: Don't be surprised if this chapter gets revised and reposted, cuz I'm not so sure I like it too much. Another chapter won't be up for a few weeks, too. My schedule is pretty tight for the next two weeks, but I'll do what I can to get more chapters up. And don't worry, the story will start to pick up the pace a bit more later.
Ahaha, I had fun experimenting with Daxter having a little too much to drink. I wondered if I could have him be a little silly from drinking, and still have the story from his POV without really screwing anything up. Sorry if it didn't turn out all too great.
Reviews, as well as flames are always welcomed. Later, luvs!
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I must say, as much as I enjoyed that thing, it was way too slow. I've done uber amounts of research on Jak 3, learning about almost everything a crazed fan can about the upcoming game, including the fact that the hover board in that game will be faster, as well as have more abilities.
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Admit it, whether it's the same sex or not, when that much skin is exposed, you look. Even if it's just for an unwanted second. Lol!
C.V.
Monkey: Glad you like it so far! As for Daxter telling Jak how he feels, well...your just gonna have to wait and see on that one. I myself am not sure how this is going to end just yet.
Demyrie: Oh, it was awesome to get such a long and wonderful review, thanks! Soon after you mentioned my story having similarities with yours, I went to read it. Don't know how I didn't see your story before but I enjoy it very much. Anyway, I saw the similarity as well. My deepest apologies if my story seeming a bit like yours offends you, it was not intentional. " Oh, and I'll get to review your story as soon as my computer stops being mean and finally lets me do so.
DarkMistress950: Thanks bunches huggles back No promises but I will try to update as soon as I can! Also, glad you enjoyed that little part of the story
Another A/N: Demyrie brought up a point in a review about Daxter's sentiment towards women. I intended to address that in this chapter anyway, but I just wanted to say that I do like a reviewer that pays close attention to what they read. So yay!
Also, I apologize if the story seems to be going kinda slow. I plan to start picking it up a little bit more near the end of this chapter.
And so now, one with the fic!!
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When we had gotten home, Jak had set me down on his bed to rest. This is nice and all, but the chances of me falling asleep, especially during the day, were close to none. I didn't argue, however, and closed my eyes as Jak left the room and closed the door. I'm not so sure if I liked the idea of being by myself right now. It's only giving me time and a purpose to think. Thinking gets you into trouble.
I don't think you need to be a rocket scientist to know exactly what... or who it was I was thinking about.
Speaking of, where exactly did he go? I was tempted to follow him for a few reasons. One; to cure my curiosity. Two; to see him and take my place on his shoulder, in spite of how tired I was. Three; to make sure nothing is happening to him that I don't want to happen.
Before I knew it, I found myself leaving the bed, and the room. Fur or no fur, even I could feel the cold air brushing through the room. I could see Samos in the corner, doing some sorta 'meditation', sitting cross-legged and kinda... hovering in the air. Yeah...
"Hey!" I had cupped my paws around my mouth and shouted to get him out of whatever trance he was in. "You up there! Can you come down to earth for a second!?"
One of his eyes opened, (I think it was the smaller of the two, ha!) and he looked down at me. Boy did he look pissed. Of course, he always looked at me like that. 'Coz to him, I'm a big screw up. Heh, who could blame the guy? Still, we were never really on... too friendly of terms.
His lip twitched and he lowered himself to the ground, his log-for-shoes creating a 'thud' on contact.
"What is it, Daxter!?" He leaned over and gave me a quick snarl. "Can't you see that I'm busy!? What could be so important that you have to pull me out of my—"
"Caaaalm down!" I think I said it more obnoxiously then I had intended to. "Don't get your twigs bundled." Another snarl in my direction. "Where's Jak?"
"Is that all you wanted? Are you that lazy?"
I think about maybe a full-blown minute passed by where I just stood there like an idiot and stared at him, wondering if I should honestly answer. Then he shook his head at me, gave an angry gesture to his left, closed his eyes, and resumed his meditation. Obviously it was more of a 'get away from Daxter' meditation more than anything else now. His eyebrow convulsed randomly and I decided I should just leave.
To the left, the direction Samos had pointed me to, led to the arena where Jak first practiced on his jet board. I smiled and trotted.
Upon entering the large practice vicinity, my receptive ottsel ears picked up the humming sound right away. On further inspection, I caught Jak out of the corner of my eye, cruising on a new jet board. It had to be new, it was going really fast, and the one I was familiar with was too slow for my liking. Even with the boost. (1)
I decided to watch him a little bit before I made my presence known. Jak really seemed like he knew what he was doing, let me tell you. He made it look so easy. His eyes were concentrated, and entertained at the same time. His feet gripped the board with ease and his arms, which were usually held out to maintain his balance, were hung loosely at his sides. When he jumped or did some sorta fancy trick, his hands would rise into the air and that mischievous glint would flash across his eyes.
Finally, he started to gently swerve back and forth, slowing down to a stop. He stepped off, and kicked the new board up into his hand. Holding it at his side, he smiled and began talking to...
A pole...?
Oh, wait...
I scurried over the right a little more and looked again.
I should have known. It was so obvious now.
Keira jerked her head to the side to remove her hair from her face, and then proceeded to let her head cock to the side and rest there. What, was she trying to act cute or something? Tch, Jak doesn't go for that kind of thing.
Does he?
I could see him laughing, and Keira doing so as well, lifting a feminine hand to her small lips. She sure was exposing a lot of skin today. Her hair, which was usually down, was pulled into a messy ponytail, with the exception of some rogue bangs that refused to stop falling in front of her. She was wearing a white tube top, (which I believe was almost see-through!) revealing her toned and petite abdomen. Her shorts, which only went down to her knees, showed her finely colored legs. And she was alone with Jak.
She was so feminine. Maybe Jak went for that kind of girl. Maybe beyond his tough-guy exterior, he was looking for a fragile woman who he could protect and hold. Oh jeez...
I scampered closer so I could hear their conversation. What they don't know won't hurt them right?
But what I might find out could hurt me.
The first thing I could understand was Jak saying Keira's name. I was still a pretty good distance away, but man did these ottsel ears ever give me a good hearing range!
"Well, anyway, the new board works great! Thanks, Keira."
"No problem, Jak!" She said. Her voice was strangely scratchy and squeaky, while smooth and soft at the same time. That make sense? "It's called the Z-Board 580. Obviously, it's much faster than your old board and it's more durable. Also, it should allow you to do more tricks if you want. I'm still making adjustments and additions on a blueprint back in my room, but I figured you could use this early model."
Whoa...
Did she just wink when she said 'back in my room'?
Jak seemed pretty satisfied with his new board, and seems completely clueless to that move that Keira had just made.
Heh...
There was a silence between them after that, and I could feel their uneasiness. I feel guilty, but I was pretty happy about that. When me and Jak are alone, we can sit in silence without any thought of it. It was fun to watch her squirm.
"So Jak..." Ah...she speaks.
"Hmm?"
"About that...mission of yours tomorrow..."
"Yeah?"
"What is it? I mean, do you think it's safe?" Her voice gradually gained speed. "It seems a little nerve-wracking doesn't it? Some random note telling you where to go?"
Jak placed a finger to her lips, and I didn't have to be closer to know that Keira had just blushed at the touch.
My stomach fell to my feet and bounced back up again, thanking whatever God that could hear me that it was all he did.
"Don't worry about it," He told her. "Dax and me will be fine. It's not like we haven't been on missions more dangerous and mysterious before. Besides, we love a good adventure."
Yeah, that's right. You and Dax. You tell her, Jak.
"But..." I could tell she was at a loss of words, but she didn't want him to go.
"Don't worry," He said again. "We'll get back safely."
I could see Jak's motions clearly enough to know what he was thinking. He wanted to cheer her up, to say something that would make her stop fussin' about it.
"I'll take my new board for a test run while I'm out there."
Oh God...
Keira managed an embarrassed flutter of her long eyelashes before sighing and releasing tension on her shoulders. She was done, she wasn't going to try to stop him. I decided now was the best time to come in.
I made sure my feet made enough racket to grab both of their attention. I padded my way over to Jak and leaned casually against his leg.
Nope...I didn't see or hear a thing.
"Heya, toots!" I clicked with my mouth and pointed a cool finger in her general direction, furrowing my brows for effect. Gotta make sure they don't suspect anything.
What?
She rolled her eyes at me and walked away. That's right, keep walking.
I looked at Jak and he looked at me.
"I miss anything?" I wondered if I had missed anything important before I walked in. Jak merely shook his head and headed in the direction Keira had gone, me right at his heals.
I followed him and followed him and followed him until I realized... I followed him out into the streets of the city.
"Jak?" Ah, my voice sounded small somehow. "Something on your mind, pal?"
He spared me a glance and gave me that smile. You remember; that smile that makes me know everything's gonna be okay. His cheek and ears would rise and his eyes would narrow slightly. So nice...
"Nothing, Dax," He informed me. "Just getting a little fresh air, that's all."
"You nervous about tomorrow?" I asked him full-heartedly. As he told Keira, we had been through so much worse, but I think he shared the same uneasy feeling that I did. I think we were both just fretting over nothing, but when you have a nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, it's hard to ignore, ya know?
"Not really, are you?" What a liar.
Lair.
He just didn't want to worry me, I bet. I hope so anyway, I feel sort of silly being the only one to worry over what was probably nothing in the first place.
"Nope, not at all!" I should be the one to talk about lying, huh? I waved a paw in the air to support my words, more for myself than for Jak.
I always feel insignificant out in the streets. It was a dog eat dog world. Even harder for little guys such as myself.
"Any suggestions?" Jak muttered through the loud traffic. It was always too loud here.
"The Naughty Ottsel," I said without a second thought. I needed a drink before the night came anyway. With a terse nod, he headed in that direction.
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Ever since a few adjustments were made, such as burning some of Krew's trophies and other possessions, adding more space and dusting the place up, the newly named Naughty Ottsel was a big hit with the cities people. Mainly people who needed shelter, people who needed to drink their problems away, and the exposed woman.
When we got to the entrance I hopped off of Jak and made my way to the main counter, where Tess was just handing a drink to some frizzy stranger. When he walked away, she caught sight of me and gave me a warm smile.
"Hey, Babe, what's cookin'?" I gave a wild and toothy smile back.
You a little confused? Here...
I love Jak.
But there is no denying the fact that Tess had a cute face and a nice set of breasts. There are a lot of beautiful women around here, Tess being one of them, and every once and a while, I would look.
I would look.
But not with any real interest. Come on, it's hard not to when it's clearly exposed in front of your eyes! (2)
Besides, Jak has a nicer body than anyone I know.
"Not much, how about you?" And Tess was a sweet girl.
"Ah, I got some business to take care of tomorrow. I'm letting Jak tag along with me." I jabbed a thumb behind my back, pointing. "I decided to get a few drinks before hand."
She giggled and Jak approached us both. I think he knew I'd said something about him because he was giving me that smirk again.
"Give us a small dose of your strongest stuff," Jak winked at Tess, who slightly blushed and disappeared behind the counter to fill the order.
"So uh... Jak." I gained his attention. Once I had it, though, I didn't know what to say. I just wanted him to look at me. Does that sound silly?
"I thought I told you to relax," Jak said. Whew, at least he broke the tension that was building on my part.
"Yeah," was all I could muster at the moment.
Tess popped her blonde head up at the moment, two glasses in hand. She then set one in front of me and Jak and smiled.
"It's on the house," she offered, giving my head a light pat before heading into the back room. I peered over to Jak, who was already guzzling down his drink, and wiping his mouth with his sleeve. Jumping onto the counter, I lifted my own glass with both hands and swung it high to gulp it all down in one inhalation.
Then I hiccupped.
Twice I think.
Being small gave me an undersized immune system I think.
I noticed that Jak didn't finish his yet so I kindly offered to do it for him. Of course, I asked him after I had already taken a drink, sipping down every last drop of the stuff. But I knew he would have said yes anyway, so I don't think it really mattered.
As soon as I glanced to the back room door, Tessy came struttin' out, bearing all she had to show. It was perfect timing.
"Hey sugar!" My voice seems slow, heh. "How's about another glass or two of this stuff?" I held up the empty glass and shook it back and forth. She and Jak both seemed to give me a look of disappointment, but Tess had a hard time saying no to me.
Look at me.
I'm orange, fuzzy and cute as hell!
It only took her a few skilled seconds to refill my glass and hand it to me, watching as I sucked a quarter of the glass down.
And hiccupped.
"You know, this stuff is really good," either I was stating the obvious, or I looked absolutely beat, because they were still looking at me with those expressions.
"Well it is..."
As I brought the glass up again for another go, I could've sworn I heard Jak whisper something to Tess about something 'being enough'. I hope he wasn't talking about this here drink. 'Cause it's really good.
I hiccupped again.
Heh, these hiccups came out of nowhere. How completely random!
Ever have one of those drinks that tasted really good, but left a strange after flavor on your tongue? That's what I have goin' on right now.
-Hiccup-
So you have to keep drinking more of it to wash the taste out for a moment. It's a vicious cycle from there.
I hear tinkling. I looked over to see Tess putting my glass away, along with Jak's, pulling out a rag from her pocket and started scrubbing at the countertop with it.
I felt Jak pick me up then. I think I stared at him forever.
"Aw, Jak," I grinned madly. "I got something I need to tell ya!"
"Can it wait, Dax? Let's get home first."
Yeah, good idea. Jak always had good ideas, heheh...
I nuzzled into his chest, absorbing all the warmness and uh... well the warmness of it. It was nice. He has a nice chest.
The ride home seemed really short for some reason, unless I fell asleep and didn't realize it. But the next thing I remember after leaving the bar, waving bye to Tess about three times, was being carried by Jak, and seeing familiar surroundings pass me by. And then I was laying on our bed. Our bed. The one I share with Jak. Hehehe...
"Hey Jak!" I sound a little loud to myself. No, I mean more than usual.
"Shhh," he seemed crossed between annoyed and amused. "What?"
"I just wanna let ya know-"his hand came down to my lips and I restarted, quieter this time. "I just wanna let ya know that I enjoy going everywhere with ya. You get us into heaps of trouble, though, you know that? And it's always up to me to get you outta these messes."
"Where are you going with this?"
"I don't know, but you know damn well that I'm right! You don't know how scary it is when I'm on your shoulder and stuff, watching you do all these crazy stunts with me right there with you. You're amazing though, let me tell you that much at least."
"Dax."
"Let me finish. I wanna let you know something. It's been on my mind for a while now."
"Shoot."
"Hang on, let me remember it."
He laughed.
"Sorry I had to do that to you, Dax. I know you might not feel so great tomorrow, but I had to get you to sleep somehow before we leave."
I have no idea what he's rambling on and on about, but I just smiled and nodded my head like I knew what was going on.
"Night, Dax."
Was it that late? Ah...
"Night, babe."
Everything went dark.
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A/N: Don't be surprised if this chapter gets revised and reposted, cuz I'm not so sure I like it too much. Another chapter won't be up for a few weeks, too. My schedule is pretty tight for the next two weeks, but I'll do what I can to get more chapters up. And don't worry, the story will start to pick up the pace a bit more later.
Ahaha, I had fun experimenting with Daxter having a little too much to drink. I wondered if I could have him be a little silly from drinking, and still have the story from his POV without really screwing anything up. Sorry if it didn't turn out all too great.
Reviews, as well as flames are always welcomed. Later, luvs!
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I must say, as much as I enjoyed that thing, it was way too slow. I've done uber amounts of research on Jak 3, learning about almost everything a crazed fan can about the upcoming game, including the fact that the hover board in that game will be faster, as well as have more abilities.
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Admit it, whether it's the same sex or not, when that much skin is exposed, you look. Even if it's just for an unwanted second. Lol!
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