Meowen: And now is it time for all Pecker-fans to barricade the door and make sure they don't have to leave the house the nearest twenty minutes. We have come to the oneshot about Pecker's life!
Answer to Beastfire: Aaaah, Torture show! Loved that about the Daxter's ninjakick! in the chapter where they tortured the man who said he was Ivy's father! And don't worry, I wont try to steal the triplets, (although they're so cute I want to do it)!)
Answer to babyblues15: I agree in your philosophy, poor Loghead...We need to buy him a timestopper so he first can stop the time and then step the accelerator forward and don't need to raise three kids... Or wait... Then no Keira... No Daxter... No Jak... No Adrian the Sculptor or Geo the Geologist or Graham the Gambler or Gol or Maia Acheron... NOOOO! (throws Samos back in time). After all he lives on a paradise island, maybe he handed over the kids to some unwillingly babysitter sometimes? Wait that can become a great humorfic!
Answer to jaklover123: I agree, I had some problems putting everything together to a story, but yet it was fun to write about it. Thanks for the constructive critique!
Answer to Salena99: I agree with you, he must have aged around ten years the first time he tried to feed Dax with fish, twenty years when little Keira picked the hut in pieces and ten years again when Jak went out at adventures. And next chap is about...(drags a piece of paper out of the file and reads) PECKER! YAY!
Oh, about Razer, hope you liked the last chapter. Poor him and Jak turned into robots by Courtney Gears!
Muse: Without to waste more time we gonna start with the story!
Meowen: Muse! The rewievers are NOT timewasting!
Muse: Did I say that? Nope.
I'm Onins's interpreter
Hello everyone, I am Pecker.
Yes yes I know, my name is...very silly.
But forget all that, I suppose you're still sitting here because you want this moncaw to tell something, and that will I do!
It was in the jungles around the Precursor temple I was borned, and it was actually a really mystic way I was borned in: My mother had been, aaah, vindictive and had had an - affair with a monkey. Well, it resulted in me. Mother and her man took care in me, until I was hatched, but she almost dropped her feathers when she saw me: Out of the egg crawled a little monkeylooking parrot, or parrotlooking monkey, if you prefer that.
In same second returned her man, he almost fainted when he saw me. But instead of to hold me there and accept me, they did what animals do when they have a unlike kid: threw me out of the nest after a week.
I still can't believe I had so stupid '' oooooa'' parents.
Well, I had the luck to land softly right in the arms of a young boy.
'' Wow! A pet!'' he shouted, hugging my struggling body with bonecracking strength.
'' Let me go, stupid boy! I'm not a pet!'' I hissed, and fluttered out of his grip for to take a closer look at my rescuer. It was a boy with bright blue eyes and lots of uncombed blonde hair pulled together in a ponytail in his neck.
'' Wow, a talkin' animal! Hey, who are ya birdie?'' he asked.
'' I am...'' I searched in my brain for a name to myself. '' Pecker''.
'' Well Pecker, name's Jinx, and I live in Haven city!'' The little boy started to walk down along the path.
'' Here's a city?'' I asked, I hadn't seen something like a twisted town from our nest up among the treetops.
'' Haven city, not far away, but don't ask how far. I live there with my parents and sometimes I visit my aunt Onin in 'er tent''.
Jinx putted his hands in the pockets at his threadbare pants, and looked at me. An obvious smell of gunpowder rose from him, and suddenly he came with the question that would change my life.
'' Cantcha follow me downtown? I'll show you how we live in the Big Smoke!''
I thought for myself, weighing the advantages against the consequences - and found there were no visible disadvantages for a feather duster as me.
'' Okay, I follow you down to the town. Maybe I even can stay there and search a job, because this place threw me out today!''
'' Let's just hope the Baron's guards don't capture us, some of 'em patrolling the bazaar have for habit to blow folks in two''.
'' Arrrrck! What! What did you say?''
'' Nuffin', just head on into the city!''
Soon we come to the giant door that bordered to the temple area, and we went outside.
'' So... what are you doing in the jungle, boy?''
'' Tryin' to blow some fireworks, but the standard package sucks '' he answered, while we walked down along the broken street. I guessed that Baron that Jinx had mentioned earlier didn't cared much in the town's citizens, and I pointed it out to my fellow.
'' Yeah, he's a really evil man 'cause he puts kids younger than me in the Krimzons! And I'm afraid he's out for my family too, because Onin 'helps the Shadow...''
'' Arrrck! Krimzon?'' My poor brain stirred up.
'' Soldiers, 'ey keep walka 'round and yap at folks, and 'em who mess up get blew in pieces!''
I shivered when he said that, and he shrugged.
'' Don't care, we're safe in the bazaar!''
Silence. I tried again.
'' Well, how is that aunt you talked about?''
The olden goldie he had mentioned earlier seemed nice.
'' Quiet. Love old Onin conditionless, but she's blind-deaf 'n' I dunno some of the sign stuff...''
Thoughts seemed to drift around in my newfounded friend's head, until he suddenly shone up.
'' Are ya good at interpreting?''
'' Why you ask, boy?''
'' I wanna help 'er. Thought that maybe ya woul' like stay and help 'er interpret. Whatcha say, Pecker?''
I didn't even hesitated, without even thinking, I nodded.
'' Will ya?''
'' If there's place for a bird more''.
'' Great! Wait until I can tell 'er that!''
Jinx turned to a smaller street, and I warped with my wings for to turn to the right I too.
'' We're there in a blink!'' He told me.
Soon a big bazaar became visible. I sniffed in the air, and my nose filled with aromas from spices and vegetables.
There was sure lot of stands with stupid crap like trinkets and cheap stuff worth lesser than a broke pank.
'' Here's it!'' My fellow pulled away the cover hanging over the opening to a small tent in the middle of the plain, inviting me to step inside.'' Onin, I'm here!'' the boy tapped an old fossil lady on her shoulder.
The women pulled her hands out from beneath her chin, and started to wave them in very nice patterns. I studied how her hands waved up and down, to the sides, in gracious circles that showed up blue aura.
And suddenly I cracked the code.
'' Of course! '' I flew up on her hat, and sat down. The women turned her murky gaze to me and smiled friendly to me, as if she recognized me.
'' Onin welcomes you, but she also says your parents want you to come in time to lunch next time. She sees that it were Metal Heads not far away from where you played with those fireworks!''
'' Oh, sorry Onin, but you shoulda seen the brightest one! It was huge as a house, what a bang, and...''
Suddenly wasn't the tent so quiet anymore. Onin waved her hands, and Jinx understood somehow. Onin even told us stories about old Precursos and Mar, the temples and secrets and I don't know what, so I found her very interesting.
Since that day I stayed with them, and interpreted whatever Onin said... Or, not whatever. She could get really nasty when she was in that mood. Because of that she was a really helpful soothsayer, many of them who visited her were them who the Baron hunted mostly: The Shadow, but he just called me birdbrain when I tried to be melodramatic, so he bored me. And Jinx cousin Torn or his best friend Raphael weren't much better they either. But forget them for a moment, I have stories about huge... darkneeess to tell!
It was around the time when Jinx was thirteen or 'that crappy age with pimples and greasy hair' as Shadow called it. We were out in the forest because Onin had asked us to leave the Shadow a message, and meanwhile we waited for the Shadow to appear Jinx tried some new gunpowder.
Suddenly I heard sounds of feet in the bushes. I spun around, but saw nothing.
'' What's up Pecker? Got ants in your pants?''
'' I heard something in the bushes''. The last thing I want is to be stirred up for nothing.
Then again repeated the sound, but when I finally turned around it was too late.
The last I remember is two guards , two crimsonred ones, who raise their guns' butts and knocks me K.O.
When I awoke next time it was in a big birdcage, and a relieved smile appeared on my mouth. Of course I had been walking in my siesta and climbed up in the birdcage in our tent, heheh...
But then I realized that nothing of the surroundings remembered of my old home; there was a mahogany-desk and lots of overdecorated chairs, everything in depressing colours and shapes.
In next second a large door in the other end of the room opened, and in came a man.
A man I recognized from the newspapers; big beard and evil eyes: Baron Praxis.
'' Well, Little creature has woken up!'' He laughed with a rumbling sound, and looked at me with piercing gaze.
'' I will explain why you're here, bird. I will have you most as ornament at my office, it gives status to have exotic animals''.
He paused, and smirked evilly.
'' Not for that I need one, every fool knows I'm the Baron here''.
I have never felt so alone, so anxious and outraged.
Three years I spent in that little prison, caught between some thin and defenceless iron bars. It was so ridiculous, aaaark!
The Baron treated me like some kinda stupid crap. I hate when people don't see my talents!
But worst was to wonder how it had went for Jinx and Onin. They seemed so far away and yet so near, that I sometimes tried to see them from the giant window. Only to know that the bazaar was still standing could be very calming, and I endured another day in that obnoxious palace.
So one day, the wonder happened.
The Baron had a daughter at around the seventeen, Ashelin, who already was a really good commander in the Krimzon Guards. I had so far didn't like the thought of her becoming a guard, she seemed always angry for that and the position in the Guards reminded me of the day in the forest when I was locked into this prison and Jinx disappeared.
But this day, forever printed in my mind, the Baron was out with the troops in a battle against the Metal Heads, when his daughter walked into the office for to fetch something. Suddenly she discovered that I stared at her.
'' What are you staring at?'' she hissed, pulling out her pistol from the sheath. There was the chance!
'' Could you... please let me out, my highness? My friends miss me!''
She contemplated me hesitating.
'' Ma'am, you alone can do it'' I added.
She sighed.
'' I'm not my father you know... who's your friend anyway?''
Caramba! If this girl wasn't like her father, it would be much easier to trust her.
'' Um...Onin''.
'' The blind soothsayer? It's your lucky day today, she's helping us in the Undergrounds!''
The girl started to open the cage, and meanwhile we presented us for each other. She found my name very funny, and promised never tell her father.
'' By the way'' I interrupted one time. '' Have you seen a boy with ponytail and gunpowder?''
Ashelin froze. Then she looked away.
'' If you mean a boy called Jinx... We sent him out in the Wastelands when he refused to join the Krimzon years ago''.
'' Oh no lady1 I can't believe you mean the big desert outside!''
'' That's exactly what I mean. But now you have to fly, my father's coming!''
And so she let me out, and I immediately warped with my wings for to hover out through the door.
'' Thanks for aAAAARRRK!''
A gun bullet passed me with just an inch, and hitted the wall. The sudden move made me whirl around, and I caught a glimpse of the guard who had shooted.
'' CATCH IT!'' yelled the Baron. '' IT KNOWS TOP SECRET THINGS!''
I turned to the left through a corridor, bullets whining in the air, causing my poor being to dodge and twist.
And suddenly I actually saw it. The doors, opened and with a glimpse of the sky outside. I glided through them, and was free!
I didn't stopped to flap with my wings before I had reached south port. Totally wrong direction, but I had to drown all my thoughts about Onin, Jinx and Ashelin - in the only beer I ever have taken at Hip Hog Saloon.
In there was emptier than in a mousevandalised cheeseshop, so I simply sat down at the counter and grabbed a half empty beer at the desk.
'' A parrotface, 'ey? I don't remember I allowed animals to walk in here!''
An enormous fat man hovered in, his chickenlegs barely worth mentioning dangled after the hoverthing. He stared at me with the gaze of a hungry hawk watching a little mouse.
'' The rich guys could actually pay for you, featherweight...Exotic animals can't drink beer, but they mean money at the black market...''
I froze. Lord, the last thing I wanted was to be placed in another status-crazy place!
The man hovered just down for to pick me up in the tail, when a bony hand with marked knuckles was placed on my shoulder.
'' Stand back, Krew, ya hear that? Else I blow ya sky high!''
The man known as Krew stared at a point above me, and I didn't even dared to turn around.
'' Bloodsuckers! I should have you both knee-capped!'' The fat man turned around, and hovered away, allowing me to finally bring my head back and take a look at my rescuer.
Ponytail. Weather-beaten face. A fuse in the belt.
'' Oh great Mar... It's good to see you again, Jinx...''
The man peered down at me.
'' Well, Pecker. Long time no see!''
'' I can't believe it, you're still alive!''
The years hadn't changed him, he still liked explosives and had his hair pulled together in a ponytail. I only could get out one word now when I saw him.
'' How...?''
'' Y'know those leaper lizards out in the desert? Well, captured one and rode it back home to Big Smoke!'' He sat down in one of the booths, and I sat down beside. We went through the usual boring salutations before I asked the question that was most mystic.
'' How did you, arrrk, survive, I thought you would be counted with your toes!''
'' Don't ask. But alright, I can tell you that after 'ey left me in the dust I met some guys who helped me. Well, how's biz?'' Jinx lightened a cigar, and I gave him a reproaching glance, before I started to talk.
'' I gonna sum it up quickly, because I want to get home and see what Onin has to say: I've been within a cage until today, when I was unleashed. But forget all that! It was all the same every day''.
'' Okay buddy, let's go then''. Jinx emptied the beer, and I flew down.
'' Let's move!''
I could barely keep myself together, it seemed like Jinx had to knock the ash off his cigar in every streetcorner. But eventually we reached the bazaar.
There it was, resting at same place as three years ago. I carefully pulled the coverlet in front of the door away. Onin sat and meditated in one of the corners, the light flickered over her from an old lamp.
'' Old fossil lady?'' I called.
She immediately looked up, and it seemed in her old eyes like she already had known we would return, because she quickly opened her arms to me.
'' Onin! I'm back!'' Jinx went inside the tent he too, but leaved luckily the cigar outside the tent.
Onin started at once to wave her hands, and I interpreted.
'' She says it is good to see you again Jinx, the desert winds have finally retrieved you!''
Yeah, what a night. I ate so much - mmm- birdseed that my stomach almost exploded, heheh, and Jinx told us some more about what had happened out in the desert. It was we three again.
Since this I've experienced to see the heir of Mar and be in the town when the light tower rose. I have been out in the desert as king Damas advisor, and I experienced almost the end of the world.
But nothing of this has been so interesting as to be home in the tent and tell people what the olden goldie says.
After all I am Pecker, Onin's interpreter.
Meowen: And there it is! A story from Onin's interpreter! I hope you enjoyed this one, because I maybe will put up more of this stuff! You might wonder why I involved Jinx? Hmmm, just felt for it as always!
Muse: It's many stories I would like to tell, so don't sigh in relief yet!
Meowen;: Heh, the Baron's a real animal plaguer. But, review folks! And write more with Pecker, if you want to know my opinion!
Muse: I think they don't want.
Meowen: If ya shut up, I'll give you tuna!
Muse: Hmmm, okay!
Meowen: But wait, I just have the news that I'm going to Lapland this week, so it will last another week until something from me. Well, I might be grateful, after all we gonna climb and try out archery, so it can't be too bad. Sayonara awhile, and keep smiling!