Alright and here we are with the second chapter. I'm keeping things pretty cannon with these guys. As far as their personalities go it will be tough to get them all correct so there may be some ooc-ness which will peeve me to no end, but i'll get over it. hope you guys all find this humorous at some point. So here we go, chapter 2.
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After twenty minutes of solid crying, just from the stress alone I hadn't even bothered letting loose for seven months, I started to think much clearer. Figuring out what was going on in the situation, how I could handle it or try and make sense of it. So let's go over a list of the things happening right now.
"There are two video game characters, good looking one's at that, in my house, upstairs alone.I don't know how my ps2 suddenly turned into a dimension portal. I'm ready to jump out my window."
I sat on my bed with my pillow in my lap, my sister just a few feet away from me in the chair off to the side still. "Brenna I have no clue how to handle any of this. Soon I've gotta wake up from this stupid dream crap, it's not even funny. I'm a lucid dreamer, I don't want this!" Groaning I flopped on my back with the pillow over my face.
Brenna just cast a look at me like I was going insane. And I seriously was! I was going insane over this entire thing of them coming to my world of all places and I had absolutely no idea of how to cope with it even if it was a dream. Was I supposed to ignore them, try and get them back, what the hell was I supposed to do?
I just hoped, I even prayed, that this was all just some delusion of mine from staying up to long and going to many days without sleep.
"Are you done hiding down here?" A voice came out of nowhere and scared me. I jolted up and the pillow fell from my face, letting me see Jak standing by my large size body mirror.
"I told you two to wait for me to come to you!" I shouted.
Jak shrugged and came sauntering over to my bed. I scooted back as much as I could until my back was against the wall and I had a bat handle in hand, ready just in case I needed to take a swing.
"Look, you're the one who was there when we got here and the only one who knows anything. So right now you aren't going to be rid of us until we have answers." Jak looked like he wasn't going to wait any longer for me to just be silent.
I snarled "You want answers?" I could feel my face burn just a little with anger as I came close enough to be just inches from his. "How do you think I feel? I was playing a game and you two were quite literally thrown at me through a fucking TV! I'd say if anyone deserves answers it's me."
He sighed and I slightly relaxed even though I probably shouldn't be. I knew both of us were just as confused as to what had just happened and it was obvious we both wanted an explanation on how to fix it. "I'm going to try to explain this the best way that I can without it being to confusing for you guys, alright? You're welcome to think i'm completely off my mental rocker I understand, just hear me out."
When they didn't answer at first my first impression was that they weren't even going to debate listening to me. Who would? I certainly wouldn't and that's my own opinion of myself. "If you lie to us I can promise you that you won't like the ending result." Jak sounded serious when he said it so I was inclined to believe him since I remember how temperamental he could be in the games, it was certainly dangerous in real life right?
With a nod of my head I started to explain as clearly as possible. "It's going to sound really strange, so future warning to you both." I scooted off the bed and went over to my game cabinet and grabbed out two game boxes. Jak and Daxter and Jak II. I brought them back over to the bed and set them down as I clambered back onto the blankets.
"In this world you guys are not real characters, you're fictional. See here?" I pointed to the first game of them, their picture on the very front in a very poised stance. "This is the first game that was ever produced, it was made a little more than thirteen years ago. This game takes place during the events of Gol and Maia trying to take over your home village of Sandover. You and Daxter had to collect powercells for several reasons along with precursor orbs that were used for trading. Along the way you meet several other people and help them with tasks and explore new places including the other eco sages huts."
Jak moved forward and grabbed the box. He moved his fingers over it, looking at it from front to back. I think he was shocked but I couldn't tell much since his face was pretty passive and just blank. So maybe there was some well hidden shock? "Does that sound a little familiar to you at all?" He nodded, responding that it sounded like the events he'd gone through two years ago.
With that in mind I continued to explain. "After Gol and Maia were defeated and plunged into the silo the game continued to the very end where the precursor ring was discovered behind large gates that could only be opened with collecting one hundred powercells. That leads to the second game." I leaned to grab the second game and let him hold it to look over it just as he did the first game case.
"Now this is the game you just came from, now keep in mind that here you are still just a fantasy character. I mean just look at the difference between our physical appearance." Reaching forward I brushed his ear and pulled my hair over to one shoulder, letting him have clear view of my own. He flinched at my touch at first and almost jerked away until I pinched him a little as clear warning he shouldn't. I wasn't that dangerous, the guy was freaking five inches taller than me, what the hell kind of damage could I do to him?
Claw his eyes out maybe or hit him with the bat still resting on the side of my bed.
"Very big visible difference, right? The ears are the one main thing that separate you from being a normal human character. Here people more call you an elf or something to that degree. In the game, however, you refer to yourself as human so I'll keep calling you that so you're more comfortable." Something in the back of my mind told me he would be here for a little longer than what I thought.
Jak set the games down and looked at me dead hard in the eyes, making me shift on my knees some. "So here we aren't real?"
I shook my head. "Not completely. Characters are real in a sense, video games like these bring them to life, give them a name and a face. But they don't exist on the same level like people such as myself. They are born from someone's imagination. So You are real and then you're not at the same time. It's a little hard to explain with that."
It was quiet again it was extremely awkward. "For now though, even if I am dreaming or going insane you seem pretty damn real, seeing as I could even touch you. So please don't get the mindset that you aren't alive or real, right now you are pretty real." I got up from my bed and went to grab the other games and hide them. I could not let them see the others, Jak especially.
"What are you doing?" Jak asked and came over to stand behind me to see what I was doing. Curious thing wasn't he?
"Nothing other than just putting a few things away that don't need to be out." And with that said I hid Jak 3 and JakX away in the best place I could without him getting at them. "Now I need to figure out how to get you guys back into the game." Because you know my parents would be back soon from their honeymoon soon and I had a job that I needed to go to unless I wanted to be fired and unable to pay for my school.
Heaving a heavy sigh I turned to see Jak still behind me and closer than I would have liked. I looked up at him blankly. "Your face is too handsome." I said bluntly. It wasn't a lie, he was handsome here, just his ears did make me want to laugh. "Now move please." I moved around him and helped Brenna out of her chair.
It wasn't any more than just 15 minutes later after I moved everybody back upstairs that I heard the sound of something shattering on the tile and spotting Daxter fleeing from my upstairs kitchen. There on the floor lay the poor broken remains of my parents Viking glass bowl.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I did not need to deal with this right now. I ground the palms of my hands into my eyes for a second before I could even think to clean up what once was a nice bowl.
I did notice Daxter peeking here and there from around the corner before he came back in. "Eh, sorry about your bowel there." He shifted in his spot. Shaking my head I handed him the dust pan which he took without complaint and that made me somewhat calmer.
"It's fine." I told him. No it wouldn't but accidents happen so there wasn't much that could be done. once all the tiny shards of foot cutting glass was in the pan Daxter and I threw it in the garbage can and put the broom away. "Next time you want something please tell me."
Daxter nodded before saying, "I wasn't going to get anything, I was just on the ledges here and the bowel fell when my tail bumped it." Ok so still an accident, totally dismiss-able.
"Then for future reference, alright?" I ran my hands through my hair which was now greasy from touching it constantly all day from my anxiety and stress. I would have to shower later to clean it out.
ugh, gross.
"So how exactly are you going to try and send us back?" Jak came into the room with his gun still in hand. I glared at him and pointed to the counter.
"Put that thing down right now or put it away. It doesn't need to be out right now." With identical glares toward each other Jak listened for once and put the gun back in it's case on his back.
For the question I shrugged. "I'm not sure, I doubt it's as easy as pushing you two through my TV screen. Plus I don't want to turn my ps2 system back on until I know for a fact that a giant spiked tail won't come plunging through it again in an attempt to kill you or me." That was really the only reason I wasn't trying to figure out how to get them back.
"I don't know if the game will continue on without you in it or if it is frozen kind of like on pause. I'd like to try and wait and see, but if where you are from is real then I'd feel bad if something bad happens because you're not there to stop it." Like the events in Jak3.
insert wink here.
Also insert mental slap to the face here.
So with finishing my mental punishment I decided to go back downstairs to change. I was very aware of the person following me but I didn't care. He really had nowhere else to go so I didn't blame him for following me everywhere. "I'm going to change into different clothes. I don't care if you're in the room or not but you're not allowed to comment."
He just huffed. "I'm not interested on peeking in on a girl when she's changing. Don't flatter yourself." Jak crossed his arms and closed the door to my bedroom and I could hear the metal of his shoulder plate clang against the wood, meaning he was leaning against the door.
"Alright Mr. stick up the ass." I muttered quietly. There was no work today, thank god, and my homework was minimal and limited to just online math. Feeling far more lazy today than normal I chose to don my marvel T-shirt that was at least five sizes to big for me, and a pair of grey boxer shorts.
It got me thinking. If Jak was stuck here, Daxter too, I couldn't let them out in public. "Nnngh." I pushed my hands into my eyes again. I would have to keep them in the house as long as it took to find them a way back into the game. I was going to have two more roommates to deal with. Just perfect. the only things they had was what they came with so they wouldn't have the right materials to actually live comfortably.
Traveling to my dresser I pulled out my pair of sweat pants with a jack skellington print just on the leg. "This should fit, right?" I wondered out loud. I did buy them from the men's apparel section. Jak was only a few inches taller than me, though he was bigger than me. Did I even have another big shirt that could fit him?
It took me another five minutes of searching through my dresser drawers just to find another one of my big sleeping shirts. The only one I managed to find was one my friend had made for me in her chemistry class. They had been playing with tie dye and bought shirts to use. I provided the clothing and she colored it for me.
Fine then. "One more change." I told myself. I shed the marvel shirt and instead put on the large tie dye shirt. Big enough to hand off one of my shoulders my mother often scolded me about wearing it, saying it was not appropriate in the first place and made me look like trashy. "Hey i'm done." I knocked on the door twice in signal I was opening it.
Jak stepped back from it so I could squeeze myself through the door and the door jam. "Alright, here." I put the pants and shirt in his arms. "I don't know how long you will be here, and since I sort of stranded you here."
"Sort of?" Daxter shouted. "Toots, you didn't sort of strand us here. You DID, get us stuck here." He leaned back down on Jak's shoulder plate and just watched me, eyes shifting just minutely gauging my reaction.
I rolled my eyes. "Since I stranded you here-" I glanced to Daxter for a second before going back to Jak. "At least let me provide you with some clothes or something other than what you have. These are clothes that I bought a few months back, they are men's clothes so they should hopefully fit you."
"Why do you have mens clothes to start with?" He asked while inspecting the pants length.
"Sometimes they are more comfortable than the clothes they have for women. Anyway just tell me if they fit or not." I turned to leave them in the hall of the guest room toward the kitchen area.
"Where are you going?" He called behind me.
I glanced back at him. "I'm not into peeking in on little boys while they are changing." I grinned when I saw the scowl that crossed his face. "Come upstairs when your done. I'll have some food ready by then."
How grand it was to open the fridge and see there was basically nothing in it. Go figure. Looking at what we had I could only think of a few things I could actually make. "Hey alyssa?" I craned my head back to see Bren with her iPod once again in hand. "I'm hungry, can you make me a sandwich?"
"Why can't you make yourself one?" I asked and all she did was groan and complain that she was to lazy and tired to do it herself. "You little butt, fine. But we are out of jelly. So i'll make you a grilled cheese. That would good enough for you?"
She nodded and left me to the kitchen appliances after that. With a sigh I grabbed the bread and went after the cheese. What kind did she want? Did she say if she wanted tomato or not? I was going to go and ask her if she did want tomato when I turned toward the stair case to see Jak walking up stairs. "Oh, you're done. How do they fit."
Jak shrugged. "They fit alright, the shirt is maybe a size to big." He pulled on the collar for me to see just how big it was. Still it fit him so much better than me obviously. The shirt nearly swallowed me up. I nodded and reached to pull at the arm sleeves.
"That's good though, that it fits well enough. what about the pants?" I spared a glance to his legs, seeing they actually fit him perfectly. "Perfect fit i'm assuming?" I received a nod in answer.
"They're not bad. Really comfortable actually." Well they weren't cotton but they had to feel better than those pants he was sporting earlier.
I turned back to the kitchen to start food. "I'm glad they fit you. I'll wash your other clothes later after we've eaten and I've cleaned up a little." I looked at him again, wondering how well he'd been able to put the shirt on considering his ears were quite different. If he could put his other shirt on then obviously this one wasn't any harder.
Why was I suddenly thinking about whether his ears fit in a shirt head hole or not? I looked out the window for a second for no reason. Ok, I thought, two days is clearly to long to go without sleep. "Are you guys hungry at all?"
Before I could reprimand him Daxter jumped onto the counter where I was at, looking at the can of soup, bag of bread, and bag of cheese I had out. "Hungry enough I can tell you that whatever you make with this stuff won't fill us up." He seemed so confident in his words. So I accepted the challenge.
"Just wait till it's all done. Then you can judge my cooking then." With a solid twenty-five minutes of cooking, a dirty griddle, and some singed fingers, I had four bowls worth of tomato soup, and four grilled cheese sandwiches at the ready. "Guys foods ready. Come to the kitchen everyone." I used the speaker system that was next to the microwave. It was a system that went all throughout the house, one speaker in every room so that no matter where everyone was, if one person talked, everyone heard you if they were listening.
By the time I got the table set and food down everyone was walking inside and taking seats. I was going to tell Daxter he couldn't be on the table before I remembered that if he sat down in a chair he probably wouldn't reach the top of it. "Don't stand on the table please, Daxter. If my cat see's you up here she'll think i'm playing animal favorites."
He huffed and pointed at me, declaring, "I'm no ordinary animal sweetie-"
"Alyssa." I corrected. "You will call me Alyssa, not toots, or hun, or cutie or something to that effect."
He continued after that. "I'm no ordinary animal, Alyssa. I have special qualities about me."
"Like peeking in on girls while they're bathing, or just being a pervert in general?"Daxter crossed his arms and his tail flicked behind him in annoyance, and I swear I heard a soft quiet laugh from Jak, but I couldn't be sure.
We all took our seats and started eating what was there.
"No saltines?" Brenna asked glancing toward me. I shook my head. I told her I had eaten the last bag of them with cream cheese just the week before after I came home from a late night shift at work. She nodded and instead dipped her sandwich into her soup. It wasn't the best I'd made but it was alright.
"How do you guys like it?' I looked over at Jak and Daxter who seemed to be enjoying it. "It's better than what we had before in the underground." It was probably just reserves and dehydrated stuff. Poor guys. Letting that sink in it made me wonder if there really was something beyond what the games showed me as I played.
"Far better." Daxter sighed pleasantly and sat down after he finished his bowl and half his own sandwich. I could bag it later for him to finish later. The meal time passed on without much chatter, dishes were cleaned and put back away and the house was once against silent until it came time to go to bed. Then it was time to establish sleeping arrangements.
There was a guest bedroom downstairs right next to mine, my dad used to use it when he would work on nights and sleep during the day. The bed was new so it probably wasn't as soft but still it had to be better than cramped bunks.
"You two can sleep in the guest room here. If you have any questions or need anything you know where my room is. Don't hesitate to bug me, just walk in and wake me up if i'm sleeping."
"Thanks." Jak moved to the bed, pulling the blankets back and seeing how the bed was. He lightly chatted with Daxter about how they would sleep. so I left them to it and went to my room, turning out the lights and turning my stereo on. Turning the sleep mode to thirty minutes I settled down beneath my blankets deep into my temperpetic top. Sighing I curled into a ball and let myself fall into darkness.
I would not be prepared for the new things I would learn later.
Alright, that's the second chapter. I don't know how long this story will be honestly, I hope enough to actually be good for everyone to read. Hope you guys all have a lovely night, i'll start on chapter three this weekend.
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