A/N: This chapter is just for fun. I got one idea from another fan fic I read by I think the pen name was Quick Demon. I want to thank you all for reviewing. 93 reviews are a lot! I feel so loved!

Chapter 22

"I wish it did not have to rain," Roxie thought to Daxter in his head. They both gave sighs and kept walking through the city as the rain dropped down on them. Roxie avoided a puddle, and Daxter followed right after her. The two were on their way to Roxie's school and had to get up extra early because Merlander could not be there to pick them up with his zoomer, so they had to walk.

"Maybe the rain will lighten up," Daxter said to Roxie as he looked up with a wistful sigh.

"That is a big maybe," Daxter heard Roxie in his head. Roxie did not have to put her fingers to Daxter's head anymore to Mind Speak to him. She could be a mile away and she could still send him her thoughts and talk to him.

After a long walk, the two finally made it to the school. They walked up the many steps and came under an overhang that provided shelter for the girl and Ottsel. Daxter shivered in the cold wind blowing at him and Roxie.

I'll stay here till you get out, he thought to her. Roxie nodded and walked through the two double doors while clutching her books closer to her chest. She heard Daxter in her head say, and don't Mind Speak to me all day. The last thing you want is detention from your evil teacher.

Daxter heard a laugh come into his head. "Go find a tree, Dax, and sleep in it," she Mind Spook to him.

It's too wet, came Daxter's response. I'm just going to sit here and sleep. With that said, the orange creature curled into a ball on the stairs and slowly drifted off to sleep. Daxter was dreaming of hot girls feeding him grapes on the beach when suddenly Roxie's teen form was standing in front of him. And she gave him "The Look".

"Don't look at me like that, kid," Daxter said in his dream while sitting up in his seat. "Now leave me alone."

"No, Dax!" Roxie said with anger in her voice. "Get up! You're sleeping! I need help in the real world!"

"What?" Daxter asked his friend while scratching his head. "I'm not dreaming."

"Yes you are!" Roxie said while rolling her eyes. "You are really on the steps in front of my school sleeping while I've tried for the past hour to wake you up by Mind Speaking to you. Now get your fuzzy butt up and WAKE UP!"

Daxter snapped his head up with a gasp and realized he had been dreaming. He rubbed his head and saw that it had stopped raining. In his head the last words of Roxie echoed around loudly and started to give him a headache.

Never do that again, he thought to Roxie while getting up while still rubbing his head.

"Daxter, I thought you would never wake up! I have a BIG problem!" came Roxie's voice to Daxter's head. "I have detention! And in just 15 minutes I change into a teen. If my teacher sees that my parents will know, and I'm sure it will be all around the city. And that means sooner or later the Baron will know. You have to get me out!"

I have no idea how to get you out! Daxter thought while glaring at the school doors. What do you have in mind because I can't think of a thing?

"Use your imagination!" Roxie snapped back, and Daxter rolled his eyes with frustration. He got up on his feet and thought for a few seconds. He stuck his tongue out at the school, and he heard Roxie say in his head, "I saw that in your head!"

Keep your pants on, kid, Daxter thought while coming up with an idea. I'll be back. And why do you have to always be hearing my thoughts? They are my own. You should not invade people's privacy.

Roxie did not respond. Daxter thought it could be because she was not listening, or she just did not want to say anything. Daxter jumped down the steps two at a time and rushed to a zoomer.

"Okay," Daxter said to himself while hopping onto the zoomer. He rubbed his hands together while looking over the machine. "I'm going to have to quickly learn to drive one of these do-hickies if I want to save Roxie in time." Daxter found the gas pedal and slammed his foot on it while turning the handle toward the doors of the school. Nothing happened.

"You might want to try turning the keys, Dax," came Roxie's voice.

That might work, Daxter said with a smile. He turned the keys and slammed on the gas again with a wicked smile on his face. His zoomer came flying up the steps, and Daxter did not dare slow down. The zoomer crashed into the wooden doors, and Daxter screamed as he was almost knocked off his seat.

Daxter hung onto the handles of the zoomer like his life depended on it. His zoomer was on fire and ready to blow up at any time. Maybe I went insane! He thought while turning sharply when the hall turned. Oh, sorry person I almost killed. Note to self: Never do this again! End of note.

"Daxter! Stop making notes to yourself and get me out! What the heck are you doing?! When I said to use your imagination I did not mean go insane and fly a zoomer around my school. I only have ten minutes!"

People ran out of the way of the out-of-control zoomer with screams. Daxter knew he had to stop, or he would get himself killed. He slammed on the brakes and flew off the zoomer and into a wall with a loud yell. Daxter slid down the wall and saw stars go around his head. "That hurt," he muttered to himself.

"It's a rat!" came a woman's voice, and a high-pitched screamed followed. "Run away!"

Daxter got to his feet while holding onto his head. "I'm not a rat!" he yelled while shaking his head.

"Daxter, hurry!" came a worried voice in Daxter's head.

"Freedom!" Daxter yelled at the top of his lungs while running around like he was insane. "These kids need FREEDOM!" It was all Daxter could think of.

"I'm dead," muttered Roxie in Daxter's head. In her classroom her evil teacher opened the door with fright in her eyes. When she saw Daxter running down the hall, she totally freaked.

With a blood-piecing scream, the stern teacher jumped into the air and lost the whole evil teacher look. She started to cry while getting up on her desk. Daxter ran into the room and winked to Roxie while growling at Roxie's teacher.

"Get away from me!" the teacher said through a sob of tears.

"I'm out of here!" Roxie said into Daxter's head. She jumped out of her seat and ran out the door while fake crying like she was some wimp. Daxter laughed as they ran into the hall. He had caused a mess. Everyone was running for the door screaming and yelling. Some thought a beast was in the school, and some thought it was a Metal Head.

"What did you do?!" Roxie scolded Daxter while glaring at him with her cute, green eyes. "Now look at this mess! What if Krimson Guards come to check it out? We have to hide!"

"Here is a closet!" Daxter yelled over the screaming people while pointing to a tiny storeroom closet. "It is perfect!" They both ran to the door, and Roxie had a hard time trying to open it because it had a knob and did not open automatically like the ones she was used to.

"You turn and push!" Daxter said to her as he glanced behind to see Roxie's teacher searching for him with her stick. Roxie did what he said while yelling at him with her Mind Speaking. They threw themselves into the room, and Daxter kicked the door shut. He had to cover his eyes as Roxie flashed white and grew into her teen form.

"That was too close, Dax!" Roxie whispered harshly. "What am I sitting on?"

"Me!" Daxter responded while trying to push her off his body. When she had turned into teen form she grew, and the room seemed to shrink.

"Sorry!" Roxie said while quickly getting off her friend. "Where is the light?" She finally found a switch and turned it on. The small light filled the tiny room, and the two covered their eyes. "Why are there boxes in here?"

"I have no idea," Daxter said while dusting himself off then sneezing. "This closet is filled with dust." He sneezed again, and his eyes started to water. "My nose does not go too well with dust," he said up to Roxie then sneezed once again.

"Bless you," Roxie said with a sweet smile.

"Thanks," Daxter muttered while giving his friend a weak smile. "Let's get out of here."

"I'm with you all the way!" Roxie said while turning the knob and pushing. She growled at the door and pushed harder.

"Roxie," Daxter said while frowning. "Don't tell me…"

"Stupid thing!" Roxie said in frustration. "I hate old doors!" She slammed her knee into the metal door out of stupidity. "OW!" She fell to her butt while holding onto her knee.

"Great, it's locked!" Daxter growled while folding his arms in front of his chest. "How great is this? We are stuck until someone opens the door! I wonder how long that will be. By the looks of it, it should take…forever!" He then sneezed loudly.

"Grrrr!" Roxie said under her breath. "I can't spend my whole life in this closet. Can you pick a lock, Dax?"

"Huh?" Daxter asked and sneezed again. "I could try. But we don't have anything to work with here."

"How about a pen?" Roxie asked while looking into her tiny pack strapped to her belt.

"That will not do," Daxter said in thought. "Maybe these boxes will help."

"Then let's get to work!" Roxie said while rubbing her hands together. "You start over there, and I'll work over here. Tell me what you get." Daxter shrugged his shoulders and sneezed again. "You really don't like dust, don't you?" Roxie asked while opening up her first box. Daxter opened his dusty box and started to sneeze in an out-of-control manner. "I would take that as a yes."

"Wow!" Daxter finally said after his sneezing fit. "Dusty!" Roxie laughed at his actions. "I have papers in my box and files on old students. Ha! Look at the hair styles from back in the day!"

"We are looking for a lock pick, Dax," Roxie said sternly. "Not old photos. My box has…yew!"

"What?"

"Old science projects," Roxie said in a disgusted tone. She held up a glass jar with some kind of fungus growing in it. Daxter frowned while holding onto his nose. "I'm guessing this one went wrong," Roxie said while setting it back down and sticking out her tongue.

"How could you tell?" Daxter asked sarcastically while pushing his box out of the way and going to the next one. "Let's keep searching. Can't you put your dice in the lock and blow it up?"

"The dice will not fit in the lock," Roxie said while opening up her next box. "We will just have to get out the old fashioned way. My box has trophies."

"Mine has 'vote for Pedro' signs and T-shirts in it," Daxter said with confusion. He held up a shirt for Roxie to see, and she laughed. "What is so funny?" he asked while scratching one of his ears.

"They always keep student president stuff saved," Roxie said. "We are going to find a lot more of those." Daxter frowned again while shoving the shirt back into the box and kicking it out of the way.

"We need a faster way to get out of here," Daxter stated while opening another box. "Ah!" he yelled as a bunch of moths came bursting out the box and swarmed around him. "Get them off me, Roxie! Do I look like clothing to you?" He started to run around in circles while screaming.

"Hold still, idiot!" Roxie demanded while grabbing Daxter's tail. She shoed the moths away, and they flew up to the light. Daxter was breathing hard by the time she was done. "That was funny!" she said to him with a smile.

"Yeah," Daxter said while glaring over at her. "I really want to get out of here! I hate moths!" Roxie giggled and opened her box.

"Tech Ed stuff," Roxie said and her eyes lit up. She grabbed Daxter and said, "There has to be something in here!" Daxter smiled, and they both dug into the box in search for a good lock pick.

"SWEET!" Daxter yelled while holding up a metal that was left over from some project. He jumped up to Roxie's head and stood up proud and tall as they both smiled. "We are finally out of here!" he said while starting to pick the lock.

"Now don't break it!" Roxie said to Daxter.

"I know what I'm doing," Daxter hissed back to her. "Just let me do my thing. I'm almost done." Right before Daxter picked the door open, one of the moths at the light whacked into it too hard, and the lights went out for a few seconds. Both of them gasped, and Daxter twisted the lock pick, and they heard a sickening snap.

"I hate you," Roxie muttered to Daxter as the lights flickered back on.

"NO!" Daxter yelled in defeat. Their lock pick was broken. He dropped to his knees and pounded the ground. "This can't be happening! We can't be stuck in a freaking closet!" Roxie leaned up against the wall and slid to the floor while she shook her head in disbelieve.

"Don't PMS," Roxie snapped at him. "It is your fault we are in this mess! You opened the box with the moths."

"You were the one who wanted to hide in the first place," Daxter growled back. "It is not my fault. And I did not PMS!"

"You were the one who set the whole school into freak out mode!" Roxie said while glaring daggers at Daxter. "Don't blame me!"

"You were the one who got in trouble in the first place!" Daxter yelled while giving his friend a death glare. "So shut up, princess!"

"I'm not the one yelling!" Roxie yelled at the top of her lungs.

"You just did!" Daxter yelled back. He then sneezed loudly. Then there was silence. The two sulked in their own corners of the room. After around a few minutes the two looked up at each other and gave sighs. Daxter sneezed again.

"Bless you," Roxie muttered over to him.

"Thanks," Daxter muttered back. He was still sulking in his corner.

"Sorry for yelling," Roxie said while looking at the dusty floor and picking at her boots. "It is not your fault for getting us stuck."

"Yeah," Daxter said while fiddling with his left fingerless glove. "I guess I'm sorry too." He looked up at Roxie and gave her his trademark sly smile. "Do you want to get back to looking in the boxes? We could find a screwdriver or something."

"Let's get going again, Orange Lightning," Roxie said while using her nickname for him. They both got up and started to search the boxes. "What made us go whack back there?" she asked Daxter while ripping open another box.

"Maybe it was the dust," Daxter said while getting ready to sneeze again. Roxie did not find the point to look so disgusted when he sneezed once again. She just muttered a bless you, and he returned it with a thanks as always.

"Hey!" Roxie said while getting her box open. "I think this stuff is Human, Dax!"

"Yippee," Daxter said sarcastically over his shoulder. He opened his box and looked into it and gave a goofy smile. He came out of the box with a huge wig on his head. "Look at me from the side, Roxie. Do I look bigger to you?" he asked Roxie with the most girly mocking voice he could muster without cracking up.

"Huh?" Roxie asked and turned around. Daxter did a girl model pose and battered his eyes at Roxie. "You're scaring me, Dax," Roxie said then could not keep a straight face. She started to laugh loudly and had to hold onto her sides.

"I think I'm scaring myself," Daxter said with a smile. He put the wig back and pushed the box out of the way. Roxie kept laughing insanely. "It was not that funny!" he said to Roxie with a frown. "Please stop laughing."

"Sorry, Dax," Roxie said while gaining control of herself. "I think it is because of this Human gas I found in my box. I can't stop laughing," she said and gave a giggle. Daxter raised an eyebrow at her, and that made her start to laugh.

"You're hopeless," Daxter finally said as Roxie returned to giggles. He shook his head in frustration and opened his next box. "Ah. Toilet paper, soap, and plastic cups. This could be a storage closet." By this time, Roxie was done fiddling with the laughing gas and came over to her friend to check it out.

"Or maybe this used to be one," she said while picking up a soap bottle that had scum floating on top of the liquid. The two friends looked at each other and wrinkled their noses. "I wonder what that is," Roxie said while looking to a wall that had the most dust covering it.

"What?"

"Look," Roxie said while pointing at the wall and walking towards it. "It has a hand print in the layer of dust." She pressed her hand on the other hand print and pushed a little.

The whole wall slid open with a sudden whoosh. Roxie and Daxter gasped while stepping back with surprise. But they were not ready for their next surprise. The two walked into the huge next room with wide eyes of fright.

"Oh my…" Roxie could not finish her sentence. Her boots made an echo sound every time she stepped on the metal floor. Daxter crawled up her side and stood on her shoulder to get a better look of the room.

The room was big. It was a Metal Head nest! Thousands of the small eggs were on the walls, floors, and pillars. They all moved like they had a heart beat. The place was hot and sticky because it was better for the eggs to hatch that way. Green goo dripped from the ceiling, and eggs hung on the strings. It was like a spider web of Metal Heads.

"This is one big nest," Daxter whispered. He was afraid that if he spook too loudly he would wake them up or something. In the middle of the room stood a giant green crystal or rock that glowed like Roxie's eyes. "I wonder what that rock is for," Daxter said while resting his eyes on the rock.

Roxie glanced over to her shoulder, and the two made eye contact. They gave each other grim smiles, and Roxie started to make her way over eggs to the giant crystal for a better look. Daxter started to drum his fingers on Roxie's shoulder out of nervousness.

"It is a green eco crystal!" Roxie said in a whisper. "I thought we got rid of all of them because they sped up the hatching of Metal Heads. I bet this is the last one in the whole world!" She then reached out slowly with her gloved hand and broke off a piece and put it in her pocket.

"Freeze!" came a Krimson Guard voice from behind the two. Roxie spun around and saw five Krimson Guards in the doorway with guns raised. Erol was with them.

"If you move even a…" Erol stopped in the middle of his sentence as he saw the room. "Where did this place come from? I thought we got rid of all the nests!" He finally looked back to Roxie and Daxter. They had their hands up and looked like statues. They did not want to see if Erol was playing with them. They were busted.

A/N: Sorry for cliffhanger. Next chapter should come out soon. Tell me if you want a half Jak chapter and half Daxter, or if you want just an all Daxter chapter. Please give a review! Thanks! And I'm sorry for not answering reviews! I've had no time this whole week. Next chapter I WILL answer reviews! That is a promise to my wonderful readers!