Jak, Daxter, Keira, Torn, Rayn, Sig, Razer, Baron Praxis, Ashelin, lots of others and the world are products of Naughty Dog, SONY.

LunarSquirrel, yep, I know, too! Unfortunately they are also expensive goodies… -cries for an hour-

Afeenaninganing, ha ha well I guess Jak and Keira could do it even without the fertility month thing. –blink blink- You see, at the first month there's no need for safety. –blink blink- Okay, perhaps I'll stop this talking of safe sex… But trust me, you'll get some sort of JakKeira someday, somehow. This is a promise!

Meowen, kiitos kiitos, I wanted to rename the months, as our months are named after Roman caesars and I guess it would be a bit absurd to put them into Haven. But I still decided to stay with our days, as it had been too complicated to change their names… -smile- Lazy! Who? Me!

Thank you all!

Lucius: "…We know all the famous, we know who is which, and who's a bitch, we go to all the clubs, and we are very RICH! I am rich! I'm rich! I'm wealthy, glamorous, entire and oh so humble! Yummy! Trendy discotheque…"

Da: "Where's the one singing Pay TV?"

Sipuli: "That bag. Somebody gave us a sack of almonds."

Da: "Oh."

maestro: "Ommm I do not hear that chipmunk voice ommm I hear nothing ommm…"

9. He Does & She Does

The whole new Mar was the pet of the press. Smiling cutely, a bit shy, humble and humorous, and talking in just the right words. The Mar fanclubs grew bigger and bigger, and as the heir told laughing, he was having problems trying to situate the flowers, fluffy toys and underwear into his room. After that unfortunate incident in that alley – you remember? – he had become more open than he had never been before. Blaah blaah blaah, Praxis is bad, Alorah is good, I mean that, the city is beautiful, well, it's not easy to break an old habit but believe me I won't do it again, I'm only 22 and I know I'm expected to be wise and intellectual, like, but sometimes you just wanna let go, I'm sorry about it, really, oh a new zoomer has been given, but think about the casualties I could have maybe caused for the people of the city, I learned a lot from it, yes I'm sorry, hmmm, Alorah's a nice girl – no no we have nothing going on, she has a stable hand to hold the sceptre, she really knows her business, yes, no not those business, oh that thing, I noticed it but you know I don't care about lies written about me, Praxis is eeeviiilll, his daughter is in Spargus, yes, she is the regent there now, yep, regent not pregnant, this kind of questions will be answered when the time is right, yep, blaah blaah, love you all, blaah blaah…

"How did it go?" the heir asked from Keira on their way home. She had become his media assistant.

"Well. You've learned."

"Thanks, it's all because of you."

"I know."

"That went very well indeed, in my opinion", Light said in an accepting tone.

Thank you! Jak thought. Light had been angry and preached a lot, whilst Dark had been moody and sulked. Now Light was his normal self, but Dark continued to sulk, which actually eased Jak's being.

"I still don't see why you stole a zoomer and drove it at a wall", the driver said and stroke a green lock away from her view, "you just seem to have a natural need to break the rules."

"I just felt so bad."

"Don't try to fault me on that", Keira threw Jak a chilly look, "I won't carry your blame."

"I'm not blaming you."

"Good."

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?"

"In a kind of way. The dresses have not arrived."

"But otherwise?"

"No."

"…"

"Your speech will go fine."

"Thanks."

"Eeeh, Tess or Keira, do you happen to know where my tie is?"

"Torn!" a female ottsel shrieked, "it's on the kitchen table!"

"I can't know that!"

"I've now told it to you three times! Daxy! Gasp… Could someone call my sugarplum here?"

"Hey Jak! Is Daxter there?"

"He is."

"Daxter, we need you!"

"I'm coming!"

"Hurry up!" Tess screamed.

"A horrible mess", Keira moaned while coming from a toilet, "if these clothes had arrived yesterday like they were supposed to, but no! We deliver them in the last possible moment!"

"DAXTER!"

"I'm coming, honey! The heir had problems with lacing his backing", Daxter jumped down a few stairs and then bounced on a table, "thank you sweetheart, ya sooo lovely!"

"You're welcome, Dax", Tess chirped, "now try these on!" he gave Daxter an ottsel-sized black suit with a light green bowtie, "you have a tail hole this time."

"Keira, could you button my cuffs?"

"Bring your buttons here, Torn!"

"My shoes are too small!" Jak moaned while coming down the stairs, "and where is my tie?"

"Tie is on the kitchen table", Keira shrieked, "and for the shoes, no matter! Have you got linens?"

"Yes."

"Well take them off! With a classy pair of shoes, you wear socks, not linens."

"Okay, but they're still too small!"

"You'll just need to work it!"

"I can barely walk and with my back -"

"Shut up, cry baby, it's not our fault that your sacrum is in two pieces!"

Jak sighed and went to get his light green tie. There was no way he would put his feet into those horrible things called socks…

"It fits perfectly!" Daxter yelled and bounced around in his suit, "thanks honey, you sure as shooting have the pulse in these businesses."

"I've got pulse on other things, too", Tess's voice seeped lust.

"O baby!"

"But not now!" Tess chirped, "only after the party's over! You see, the after party… Now, Keira?"

"What Tess?"

"Could you help me with my dress?"

"Of course I can, could you zip up mine, please?"

"Yeah, come here, honey."

The girls got themselves into pale green dresses. Tess's ottsel-sized hem was down to the ground but Keira's dress ended a little above her knees. Both outfits were completed with black scarf's: for Tess around her waist and for Keira classily floating behind her back and on her arms.

"Torn, can you…?"

"Yep", the redhead took Jak's tie and tied it on his neck, "there you go!"

"Boys, you need flowers. Keira could you?"

Keira put a big rose-like flower, its perianth the exact same colours as the girls' dresses, in Jak's and Torn's front pocket, and then gave Daxter a small bud: "remember, no touching! Accusanté lasts very well, for days, but it doesn't like to be touched and starts to drop it's petals if you poke it."

"Torn? Could you help me down?" Tess chirped and Torn lift her to the floor, "no bouncing in this dress."

"Are we ready?" Jak asked.

"Shoes being wiped?"

Nodding.

"Flowers, yes… Ties? Yes… Faces washed?"

Nodding.

"Shaved?"

Nodding – even Daxter had had his facial hair trimmed a little.

"Hair?"

Nodding – Jak had forced Torn to come with him to Uzla's, to take new, smaller braids. Keira's hair was combed back and stuck with gel so that it went slickly to her back, and. Jak had his newly-blonde hair on two French-braids that opened in the back of his neck (French was surmised to be an old heroin in Spargus)…

"I guess we are ready to go", Tess chirped, "did you pack all the stuff in the Hell Cat yesterday like I told you?"

"Yep", Torn said, "and in Sig's flyer, too. My spine is soon worse than Jak's..."

"Let's hurry! We've got only six hours until the ceremony and you guys need to make sure Sig is okay while we girls decorate the temple a little! Hurry up!"

Rayn looked amazingly beautiful in her red dress and her hair was on an extremely complex chignon with little braids going here and there mixing with jewel filaments and miniature chains, accompanied with accusanté flowers and of course a white veil going down her back. The colour of brides had been bright red from the ancient times, it was said to mean the blood the bride was ready to bleed for his husband, the passion between them, the power of love as for red eco and other things. In Praxis's time no temple weddings were held, but Alorah had opened it again for nuptials.

Sig was a little confused and misplaced in his white suit, which made him look even more gigantic than he was already. Luckily he was so amazed of his bride, that all the nervousness was wiped away.

The bridesmaids were in skimpy black minidresses, symbolizing the pleasures and temptations the husband was willing to leave for his bride. Jak and Torn tried hard not to stare them, and Daxter was pissed off as Sig blocked his view.

The priest held a speech, and then Jak stepped forward and gave the platinum ring to Sig, who put it in Rayn's ring finger. Then one of Rayn's bridesmaids gave her a platinum ring, just like the one given by Sig except that this was a lot bigger. Rayn put it in Sig's ring finger.

"Sig, the son of Vhana, do you want to keep this ring in your finger to symbolize your never-ending love for the woman next to you now? Do you want to show her love in joy and sorrow, in life and death?"

"I do", the voice of Sig was loud and clear, coming out straight from his heart.

"Rayn, the daughter of Krew, do you want to keep this ring in your finger to symbolize your never-ending love for the man next to you now? Do you want to show him love in joy and sorrow, in life and death?"

"I do", Rayn said smiling as wide as her cheeks let her to.

"I now declare you as spouses", the priest said, "you may now kiss your wife."

Sig pulled Rayn into a long and passionate kiss and the folk started clapping their hands. The pair slowly walked the zigzag path through the temple and then out of the door while Tess and Keira and some Rayn's friends threw petals on them.

"I can hardly believe this", Daxter whispered, trying desperately to get a naw-kinda tone into his voice, fighting against a ludicrous smile.

Jak had held his speech for Sig, and now he felt lighter than a feather. He had never been good at speaking, but speaking to a big crowd, well, that was a mission impossible. Just that now he had completed it. And the crowd had really liked it, including Sig who had laughed his newly-married ass off.

"Thanks for helping me write that", he blurted to Torn and Keira who were waiting him by the fare table, "I feel so relieved now."

"It went well", Torn congratulated and gave him a glass of champagne.

"How is this supposed to be drunk?" Jak whispered to Keira, who manducated a little piece of roasted fungus.

"Just keep it in your hand and sometimes let your lips touch it", she explained after swallowing, "the trick is not to drink it at all."

"Isn't that Razer?" Torn asked and pointed at the crowd.

"Yeah", Keira said, "let's go!"

Jak couldn't feel envy nettling him a little, as his brain had chance to analyze the tone of Keira's voice. Of course he didn't show it and let Torn and Keira pull him though folks in the yard of the temple.

"Razer!" Keira greeted, "how nice to see you again!"

"Keira, and Torn and Mar!" the black-haired hunk said in a delighted tone as the three approached, "nice to see you!" He gave Keira a cheek kiss in a Kras City-manner, "may I introduce you my long-term girlfriend, Suvan?" he introduced a short but amazingly beautiful girl with huge eyes and extremely long lashes.

"Nice to meet you! I've heard of you all!" she said smiling and shook hands with the three. Jak secretly watched how Keira would handle the situation, but she was all smile.

"Nice to meet you, too!" she answered, "can we expect another couple to be married soon?" she joked.

Suvan giggled, "well, I've tried to give Raz little hints, but well… men…" she rolled her resplendent eyes.

"I know!" Keira laughed and answered Jak's wondering look with a self-confident glance: You know nothing about me.

"Well, how's it going in Kras?" Torn asked politely.

"Well well, new areas have been built", Razer explained, "we live together on a new area in south, it's built on a warm sea current so we have a free floor heating!"

Torn and Jak laughed, and the latter one asked: "how about the driving?"

"Oh you should see Seahorse Circuit!" the racer told enthusiastically, "it's built mostly underwater, it's a totally amazing track!"

"I shall come try it someday!" Jak promised.

"Well, not too soon. Your bad habit to collide with objects…" Torn hinted.

"Torn! Just because I've once blown a zoomer up, doesn't mean that I can't race a car", Jak moaned, "Razer, isn't it so that you ain't a driver until you've blown yourself up?"

"Exactly!" Razer lauged, "I've been hospitalized thrice, Suvan about hates my sport!"

"Raz!" she interrupted, "I admire your fire and adore your skills, and I think you're absolutely hot in your driving suit, but in my opinion breaking a collarbone ain't sexy at all."

Keira giggled: "our hero here just broke his sacrum two months ago."

"Ouch", Suvan twitched, "Raz has also broken it once. It takes time to recover fully!"

"We both had luck!" 'Raz' kind of congratulated Jak, "one of my greatest opponents hit a palisade at Seashell Circuit last Orr, and he didn't recover from it."

"You both came!" Rayn suddenly appeared next to them in her bright red every-girl's-dream, "how nice to see you!"

"Yep, couldn't miss this!" Razer laughed and gave his old friend a cheek kiss, "hi, Sig!"

"Good to see ya Razer, again", the big marauder in a white suit said and shook hands, "who is this birdie here?"

"I'm Suvan, daughter of Pazziocone", she gave Sig a cheek kiss.

"She's the greatest prize I've ever won in my life", Razer explained.

"Raz!" Rayn exclaimed, "you're getting married! Wow, bro, I'm amazed!"

"Rayn!" Razer laughed, "we've just moved into same house –"

"Half a year ago", Suvan said innocently and stared at the sky.

"Yep, Raz, in my opinion…"

"Go, go!" Keira whispered and poked Torn and Jak in motion, leaving the two couples confab together, "weren't they cute?" she asked after they had got lost in the crowd.

"Yeah, seems like most of our acquaintances have began to tie knots", Torn pointed out, "perhaps I should start to seek some action, too…"

"Is it this atmosphere that gets into you?" Keira teased, "since when have you wanted to go out for a date? You've been just so happy with Ottsel's Thursdays…"

"Okay, I guess I'm not romantic that way. But I wouldn't want to be alone whole my life."

And that moment made Jak feel unbelievably bad. Okay, Torn and Ashelin had split before Jak had arrived, but if he hadn't taken Ashelin with him, maybe they might have ended up together… Ashelin still had feelings for Torn, and Torn had feelings for her, perhaps they could have ended up with enough emotion to start to feel lovers again, or something.

"You're not alone", Keira said ad hugged the redheaded faery, "you've got us."

"I know sweetheart!" Torn joked and poked Keira's shoulder with his finger.

"Don't go poking me!" she poked back.

"How come? Poke."

"Okay, now let's stop! Otherwise I'll end up my wine across the ground!"

They laughed and suddenly the same bony woman with dark brown hair rushed at them: "Finally I caught you! Now, could you please give me a tiny interview about the newly-wed couple? Maybe a tiny photo, too?" she tilted her head at the man with a camera next to him.

"Of course we can!" Keira agreed and motioned for a waiter who came and took their wine glasses, "so, we're open for you, missus Lera, wasn't it?"

"Missus Lera, yes", the bony woman smiled benevolently, "you are the leader of one of the biggest garages in the town, miss Keira, aren't you?"

"Yes, Garage Sandover. Nice to hear you know me", Keira smiled back.

"Okay, so how did you get to know the couple –"

"Well, it was me", Jak explained, "it was during the time Baron still existed. I worked for Torn –", he pointed at him, "and I ended up working with Sig."

"We met Rayn when we went to Kras City –" Torn explained, "by that time Sig was a family friend of ours."

"Do you consider you three as a family?"

"Well of course", Keira giggled, "these two are like brothers to me."

"Oh, I see, what would you wish for the couple?"

"We wish them the best, but do they really need our wishes?" Keira declared, "look at them, they're such a perfect couple. They're not lovebirds, I'd say they are at least loveostriches. Are there bigger birds?" she asked from the guys next to her.

"Ha ha, I don't think so", Jak continued, "but yes, all good to them!"

"They belong together", Torn nodded.

"Thanks for this", missus Lera bobbed, "now, a pic, please."

For Jak's surprise Keira wrapped her right arm round his waist and pulled him close while the left arm did the same for Torn. He settled his left arm behind her back where it met Torn's right arm. They all smiled at the camera, Keira her wide and white pepsodent-smile which could have made every Miss Haven jealous, Jak his shy smirk and Torn his wry smile. The camera man snapped a few photos and then thanked. Missus Lera bobbed and disappeared into the crowd. Keira freed herself and noticed someone else in the crowd: "Jak, look, there's Alorah! She was looking for you, go talk to her!"

"What, Alorah?"

"Yes, there, do you see?"

Jak saw the light red curls in the folk accompanied with a light blue dress and suddenly he felt nervous again.

"Go ahead!" Keira gave him another poke and he started walking.

"There's Bruza!" Torn pointed somewhere, "one of my old soldiers who gave me information of KGs. Excuse me."

"Go ahead, you too!" Keira let Torn disappear into the crowd. She needed to find somebody. She started slowly erring around in the folks, but suddenly found herself in front of a table full of champagne glasses. Only one. She slowly stretched out her hand, and took the glass. With one swift motion the glass was again on the table, this time empty. Another one.

"No", she whispered, took a glass and continued her parading with the glass in her hand. The trick is not to drink it at all.

"Good night, sleep tight, boys!" Keira hollered from the upper floor. The ottsels were still at the party, but the three had decided to get back home. Jak had his back and Keira had confessed to Torn that the call of the champagne grew bigger by an hour, and the yawning redhead had nothing against the return.

"Night night!" Torn yelled back.

"Same to you!" Jak answered and closed his door. His door. His room. He let his eyes wander. He had a table, he had an armchair, he had a bed, had even a wardrobe. And a mirror. Jak freed himself from the suit and the button-down and smirked at his mirror image while freeing himself off the back support. He had lost lots of mass during his long sleep, he should start going to gym again, now when there actually was a gym next to Jinx's now-empty room. He put on a worn out T-shirt and jumped into his bunk. Tess had wanted to buy him a new bed, as the bunk he had was only bought as the coma-Jak needed a place to lay on. But Jak liked bunks. Two person beds were too big for one faery, he thought. His back was sore from all the standing and sitting during the day, the laying position was a welcome surprise. Sleep peacefully, young boy, may the dreams take you over…

"Wait a second!" he jumped up, "what are you guys doing in my head?"

"Singing you a lullaby!" Dark snorted, "surely you ain't very sharp today."

Why do you sing me a lullaby?

"What are lullabies for?"

"The faster you fall asleep", Light explained, "the more your back has time to heal itself."

"You should thank us."

Well, thank you. Jak wrapped himself in his coverlet. I appreciate that.

And as Light's bright voice mixed with Dark's rugged one, Jak relaxed and drifted away to fields of dreams.

Sipuli: "Is it just me, or have two chapters in a row ended with Jak falling asleep? I'd still prefer the word 'urane'"

maestro: "Sorry, Sipuli, but dream on."

Da: "Was it just me, or did someone just explode?"

Sipuli: "Don't open that sack, detonated chipmunk is not a beautiful sight."

Da: "Speaking off sacks…"

maestro: "Hss! Not yet!"