Chapter 2: There's Work To Do!
"You can come inside if you wanna." The redneck said to Jak.
Daxter followed Jak.
"Sorry. We can't have anybody's pets in our house. Mah wife there gets bad allergies."
Daxter's hair stood up.
"Excuse me but I am not a
pet. I'm Jak's best friend."
"Jak?" The man asked.
"Yes. With a 'k'." Jak answered.
"Ya'll are a funny bunch. A talkin' animal whose best friend's name is Jak with a 'k'"
Daxter rolled his eyes in disgust.
"Anyways, come on in and order that tree."
On The Phone
"So you can deliver the tree by Monday?"
"Yes sir! We deliver mighty fine trees and it only takes a weekend."
"Great!"
Jak hung up the phone.
"I ordered the tree. It will be here on Monday. Me and Dax should get goin now." Jak said.
"Now hold on there sonny!" The redneck boomed.
"Me 'n the misses cant put the tree in the ground and the company doesn't do it either."
Daxter finally spoke up.
"Now why can't you put the tree in the ground? Are you just too damn lazy!" Daxter screamed.
"My right wrist is broken and she can't lift heavy things." The redneck answered.
Jak lost his temper.
"Now just wait one second! You expect us to wait here all weekend for some stupid tree?"
"Yes. You honestly have no choice either."
"Why is that?" Daxter asked.
" Cause the Arkansas law clearly states that if a man over 50 needs help, you have to help no matter what!"
"Let's leave Jak."
Jak sighed.
"Sorry Dax but the law is the law."
"Looks like we're here for the weekend."
The redneck grinned.
"Good. Now I can properly
introduce myself to you."
"I'm Larry and this is my
loving and lovable wife Joanne."
"Hello. You two go bed down in the house." Joanne said.
She had a soft, peaceful voice. It was the kind of voice that made you feel at home.
"Thanks." Jak said.
The Next Morning
Jak was the first to wake up.
He walked over and shook Daxter.
"What's the big idea, Jak?"
"Come on Dax. We can sneak out before they wake up."
Larry must have woke up because he came storming into the room.
"I don't think so!"
"Please Larry. Let us go." Jak said.
"No can do I'm afraid. You two can help me on the farm today."
"Bull shit." Daxter mumbled.
Jak chuckled at Daxter.
"You always have to complain." Jak said.
Daxter stuck his tongue out and gave Jak a kick in the ankle.
"Ouch! I'm dying!" Jak screamed sarcastically.
