Five hours and 45 minutes earlier earlier, Keira POV

"What are you doing?" Daxter asked me. Maybe it was because I was angry or maybe it was such a stupid question that got me in a foil mood. But I couldn't help but to glare at the small being near me. He jumped on top of Torn's hood as I was vacuuming the bottom. Apparently the sand got everywhere and it was annoying me!

"I am fixing Torns car, because that is my job!" I shouted before seeing the vacuum to the side.

"Upset about the Ball?" He asked. I didn't respond, I just shot him a glare. "What? I am trying to make small talk here."

"Yes, I am upset about the ball! Im also upset at the fact that I can't do anything I want! That my entire being must revolve around someone else!" I shouted before walking over to the tool table and kicking the wooden table.

"And apparently wooden tables." He responded, honestly, he was just adding fuel to my fire.

"Daxter, I am NOT in the mood to listen to your jokes or stories right now." I growled before turning around to look at him. "I am beyond pissed off right now, and you would never understand that!"

"Uh, okay…why don't you tell me?" He asked. Oddly I was surprised! I was expecting him to make a sexist joke or comment on the condition of the garage, which is a mess right now.

"What?" I asked.

"How do you feel? Tell me how you feel?" Daxter asked.

"Why?" I responded.

"Why not? I mean, you seem upset, I want to help and see if your okay. You are my friend, right?" Daxter asked, and for the first time in my life, I came to realize… Daxter and I are close friends! We've known each other since we were kids! Oh my gosh!

"Yea…we are." I said.

"So, what's got your gears riled up?" and there's the sexual joke.

"A lot." I tell him before taking a seat on the step where the car part is. Daxter hops over and sits next to me. "I…uh…"

"Speak, what is said in here will not leave this room. Promise on my dad's life!" Daxter tells me.

"Your dad is dead."

"So is yours, now speak!" He orders me.

"Well, I fixed two cars today and no one said thank you. I got three parked here that I must fix and get ready for the next few races. I was told by Ryan to get ready for a ball, only for her to tell me I can't go because she forgot about me. So now I can't wear the dress that Ashelin picked out for me! Well, I couldn't wear it anyway because my dad would have yelled at me. Waving this horrible blue dress in my face while degrading me! And the final nail in the coffin, Jak might be having sex with Ryan! Its too much Daxter." I explained, much to my own annoyance since I never liked voicing my problems. The tiny creature before me was examining the room. Trying to find the words to speak to me, but this wasn't his area of words. He's a jokester, he makes jokes, not give advice.

"And what do you feel will make you better?" He asked. Which again, I never had anyone ask me this before. It was so shocking that I didn't even think about what to say. My mind started to race onto all the events that's been happening that I found myself thinking about stuff I did before reuniting with Jak and my father.

"I use to steal." I said, remember the days I worked with Krew when I started my job at the Stadium. "I used to steal for Krew and did stuff that I enjoyed. I smoked, drank, fought, gambled and even sang at the naughty ottsel. I did missions for the underground and smuggled supplies to and from the different sections of the city. I lived a wild life for a year and a half."

"What happened?" He asked.

"One day, I woke up and realized that although I was having funny…I didn't like what I was doing." I started. "I was in survival mode, and my survival mode is being stupid and reckless for me. When that day happened, I felt so scared because it just dawned on me that I didn't have my dad nor you or Jak. I wanted to feel safe, I wanted to know that I was safe somewhere. So I just went to the stadium and started to fix cars…and I stayed there till you and Jak came by. After that, it was just constant working and violence left and right till the war was over. Then it was rebuilding the city and making a home for all of us. Now after seven months of constantly fixing and moving around for others, here we are again. This time we might die and…I feel so stressed and empty inside."

After saying those words, the room became silent. A very long period of silence, one that would make anyone person feel suffocated! Infact, I started to feel sick to my stomach spilling my guts out to Daxter. I was just waiting for him to turn around and talk about all the hardships he had been through and how my life isn't that bad.

"Let's go out."

What?

"What?" I asked him as he jumps from his sitting position next to me and stands up in front of me.

"You heard me! Stand up and lets go and have a night on the town!" He explained. I looked around the room, thinking he was playing a prank on me and someone from the back was going to come out with a camera.

"W-Why?" I asked.

"From what I just heard, you are suffering from Stress-Boredom!" He started. "Basically, your bored! You do things for everyone else, but you don't take a moment to do stuff for you. Thus, you have become so bored that its stressing you to the point that your sitting here in sadness. So, to cure you, you need to go out there and have some fun!"

"And do what?" I asked.

"Go out and have fun! Go to a bar and drink! Lets race some fella's! Do something, my god woman! Do I need to draw you a plan!?" Daxter shouted at me. Surprisingly his words got me worked up, I rose to my feet and started to hop in excitement at his encouragement. Then my walls went back up again and a million questions sprung up.

"Wait, why are you doing this?"

"Seriously?" He asked. I just nodded my head.

"Because…I am bored. There's nothing to do and Jak put a lock on the door! So now I can't open it and I want to go out!" He explains. Weirdly enough I wasn't against what he said, I was surprised how controlling Jak was.

"Okay, lets go." I tells him as I wave my hands to signal the door.

"Your not leaving in that dress, are you?" He asked as he points to the grease stain around my stomach area.

"I…well…"

"Change your clothes and meet me in the bathroom!" He orders me, but before I could say anything, he had already left the room.

Five hours and 11 minutes earlier, Keira POV

"Ow! What the hell are you doing!?" I shouted. Dumbingly enough I did do as told. I throw on the dress I had gotten with Ashelin then met up with Daxter in the bathroom on the second floor. Now, I was sitting on a toilet seat letting him comb and blowdry my hair after putting god knows into it. He had the mirror covered so I couldn't see what he was doing.

"Stop complaining, you sound like a baby!" He tells me before wrapping one of my bangs into a tub like thing, much to my annoyance. "Now stop moving before I poke your eye and ruin that wing I drew."

"Fine!" I growled. After that, it didn't take long for the furball to be done with my hair. Once he was done, he removed the mirror so that I could see myself. I must say, Daxter knew what he was doing. He was able to tie my hair back and create a lushes style of curls. He gave me thick eyeliner and threw on a dark purple lipstick.

"Not bad." I tell him. "But…now what?"

"The first thing to relax is feeling calm and loose. I know the perfect place to go and the stuff you need, sister!" He tells me.

"Lead the way!" I ordered. Daxter hops on my shoulder and sticks those cursive claws into my shoulder, causing me to scream in pain and for him to jump off.

"Sorry about that!" He tells me. I grabbed a padded clothe and wrapped it around my shoulder. Patting it, Daxter jumped on and hanged onto me. I didn't feel his claws, so we headed out into the Lobby where my father was watching TV. A bad habit he did not like but couldn't break, poor man. The good thing though is that he never looked away from the screen.

"Im off to get ice cream." I tell him as I walked towards the exit behind the couch. "Daxter is joining me."

"Be safe you two." He responded. Without a second to waste, I walked through the exit and straight to the parking lot where firefly was parked. I only took her out for a few rides now and then, never raced her even though that is her purpose.

"Heated seats, nice." Daxter says as he climb in. "Okay, so there is this place west from here past the bloody hook. Its called the Green Wave, they sell this plant that makes you extremely happy! Like the stuff we used to enjoy back at home."

"Sounds fun." I tell him before opening the door that closed the parking lot shut. As they slowly rise, I couldn't help but to think about Jak and the others. I wonder how their doing at the party.

(The Ball)

"Anyone else bored out of their mind?" Ashelin asked her fellow companions as she twirls her finger over the edge of her glass cup. Kras Hall was a beautiful lit ballroom that decorated by the finest! The floor was a glass-stone texture that had various of art styles, The ceiling dawn a golden look that lights up the room, there were various tables with white and red clothes and a dance floor and stage. The area was beautiful and everyone in the area was either working or socializing. Everyone was dressed their best and enjoying their orderves. Especially Ryan, she was surrounded by random men and women talking among themselves.

"I feel like I over dressed for this." Torn growled as he stares down at his communicator, examining the recent death of the racer.

"Can we leave, I think we did our job and are over staying our welcome." Jak says to his friends as he slumbs in his seat a bit. This place was actually making him mad, he was surrounded by men and women who have either blown him up, cursed at him, spat at him or tried to kill him on the track! So being around these people was making him both nervous and angry. Plus, he was missing Keira and Daxter, especially Daxter. Things would actually be a bit lively is the furball was here.

"Ryan said we need to stay till the end. Their going to bring us on stage and do some sort of thing." Sig explained, much to the male's annoyance. He then proceeded to place his head on the table. A waitress walks by and is stopped when Ashelin waves her over.

"Yes?" She asked.

"Yes, honey I need you to bring us a round of shots. And I need you to constantly keep bringing them." Ashelin explained. "Like if you see empty glass, I want you to make it your job to fill or bring us more alcohol."

"Um, ma'am. I am not allowed to bring alcohol. In fact, there is no alcoholic beverages at this party, higher up orders." She explains before walking away. Ashelin turns out and lets out a sigh of annoyance.

"This is going to be a long night." Sig muttered.

(Keira POV)

"They call it weed!"

Daxter explains to me as I watched him chop up what we use to call mystic flower from our home. Sitting at the table of a danky-dark place, Daxter bought us a small green flower and a glass pipe thing. I remember actually inhaling this when I was a teenager, but that was in the steam houses over at the red sages house. Weirdly enough that's all I remember doing.

"Ready, light it up!" He orders me. Flicking the lighter, I press the fire to the plant and then watch him suck up white smoke from the glass pipe. Seconds later, he began to cough it up, so weak.

"Oh yea, that hits the spot. Take a hit!" He tells me.

"How long have you been doing this?" I asked as I scarp off the black burnt parts.

"A while now. Tess and I need something to make up relax after gun designing. Its hard to make guns when your hands are as big as a mambo-fruit." Daxter explained. "But she does it, and she's the best in the field, my baby-cakes."

"Its nice to see you and Tess getting along." I tell him.

"Yea, who would have thought I found the one here, amongst the trash that is Heaven city?" Daxter says. "Enough talking, hit it!"

"Yea, yea." I told him before lighting the plant. Sucking in air through a tube is the hardest thing next to breathing! Then when the smoke enters your throat, it's a strong stinging pain. My bodies response was toe remove my mouth and cough up the thick white smoke.

"Weak." He tells me, what a jerk.

"I'm rusty!" I tell him before doing again. This time I was able to hold in the smoke longer and not cough so hard as before. But the process was still the same. The end result was magical though. Took me back to the days where I would sneak out of the house when my dad was sleeping. I would often go for a swim or watch some lurkers do stupid shit. This one time though, I almost didn't make home before sunset because I was playing on a boat and went to far out into the ocean. In fear of my father, I jumped out of the boat and started to swim for my very life, I could even see a lurker shark below me, trying to catch up. Lucky for me, I was able to climb on the root around the rock I lived on, the sharked stared at me from the ocean for three whole seconds before going back down. I could literally feel my heart trying to go up my throat and be spit out. I think I was high when I did that too!

"God, I love this feeling. Just fading in and out into the universe. Not giving a care in the world." Daxter says as he takes the pipe away from me.

"Oh my god, my brain is wondering!" I told him as I stared at the shop merchandise. There was so many things, from candies to even pinata's! They even had a bakery section, and while it was a pretty chill place, I didn't want to spend the night here. But also didn't want to stop my little fun.

"I am getting a little hungry. But I want food, not pasteries." I told the orange furball as I watch him blow a long line of smoke into the air.

"We can go to the bloody Hook. They make an amazing steak and mushroom!" Daxter told me.

"Yes! Please, we will be close to home." I responded by standing up. For a few seconds, I completely forgot what I was doing. I just found myself just chuckling while standing for bit before getting a crazy idea. Walking over to the counters full of the plants and just grabbed a bunch of them and a party box. Taking it all the counter, I set the plants into the box and shove it to the teller.

"I want this and those pipes…and that paper thingy…and how much is that flag?" I asked as I pointed to the flag of a silethoe man behind the worker. It took Daxter a few minutes to realize I was gone, but when he came over, it was extremely funny!

"Ma'am, your not allowed to leave the shop with all this stuff. Its illegal." She tells me.

"What if I give you 5,000 dollars?" I asked. The woman didn't hesitate to fill the box and add the price of the items. Sticking two fingers under the skin of my left breast, I pulled out a large rolled up stack of cash. Paying the female, I stick the left over money back in and take the box.

(Narativ'es point of view)

Keira and Daxter walk out of the shop with a large cordboard paper box that was in the shape of a red birth. Wrapped with green tape, the beautiful female walks over to her car and shoves the bird into the back of her car trunk, the large thing barely fit. Once inside, she throws the flag into the back the back and then closes the trunk. Daxter, who was watching her, giggled at her actions before looking over to the side and seeing two very familiar people.

"Oh no, if it isn't the Mizio thugs." Daxter shouted loudly, causing Keira to look in the direction of the two thugs staring right back her.

"What did you say?" The thug with orange haired growled. From his point of view, the only person he saw was Keira.

"What?" she asked before looking in the direction of the man with cut ears. "Oh, hi Shiv. How's it going en?"

"Going to the ball?" He asked her as scratches the side of her head.

"No, Im not allowed. And everyone on high alert after the death of a racer." She spoke, she even threw her hands up in the air. "So, I am just here. Playing around and looking for some food to eat."

"Really, heading to the Bloody hook?" Edje asked. Keira gasp and place a hand over her cleavage.

"How did you know!?" She asked.

"Luckily guess." Edje says as his eyes begins to scan her.

She was wearing a very scandalize dress. Pure white dress with thing straps holding her very exposed cleavage. Even though her dress went practically to the ground, each sides of her legs were exposed by the slit cut up sides. Allowing anyone close enough to see her purple shaded underwear, but you would have to be very close. The dress went well with her exposed toe showing heels that made her a full foot taller. On the sides of her heels were angel wings that had blue rhinestones like her the one on her dress. Plus, she wore white silk elbow gloves, completely covering her hands. She looked like a completely different person, and the males notice.

"Were heading their our selfs. Have you heard of the poker games that go on in the back?" Edje asked, leaning against the side of the car, trying to flex his muscles. Keira found this hilarious, but unlike Daxter, who was laughing his tail off, she was good at hiding her laughter.

"No, but I am very curios to see." She tells them. "Lead the way!"

"Really?" Shiv asked, Keira and Daxter completely forgot about him. "This aint no kids game for tots little girl. What we bet and do is strictly business."

"You like weed?" Keira asked.

"Follow me." Shiv said before walking over to his car. Keira and Daxter wasted no time following the thugs. Now, normally Keira would never go to the Bloody Hook without someone. Those people are normally Ashelin or Sig, since they're both big and scary. However, Keira was under the influence of drugs, and because of this, the barriers in her brain that would tell her not to do stupid things had officially disappeared. So once she had entered the Bloody hook, it didn't dawn on her that she might have been doing something dangerous…until she followed the two thugs into the back room. Once she went back there and got a whiff of heavy tabacco smoke, the red flag immediately went off in her head.

"Fuck." She thought to herself.


Kikkie: I miss Jak and Daxter! I want a new game! My boys have been on the shelf gathering dust! Jak and Daxter 4! Come on Naughty Dog! You can do it!