Hello everybody! School has started up yet again and now I actually have a laptop to use again, hopefully that will mean faster updates right? Yeah no, they might actually be slow. I'm majoring in biology at my college and I need plenty of time to pass my biology class so I can't afford to fail it. But I will damn well try my best to actually work my ass off on both projects, this story and my grade both.

Anonymous- I'm sorry dear XD I hope you only got the best of strange and confused looks.

Tigre- Jak actually only shot the marshmallow in my mouth, not what you were thinking about i'm sure. And that's a good description of what you want. I'll try to get something written and send you some links to the material if I do want a beta to read it before it's published. school will keep me busy so...I'll try.

If anyone is interest to see what Alyssa really looks like you can check out my DA. My profile has my actual contortion pics so I actually am self inserted into this fic and so is my internet Waifu and great friend Mia.

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Here's mine- bloodinthejamjar. deviantart gallery/ 49499085/ Contortion

(here is my facial pics) - bloodinthejamjar. deviantart gallery /51269674 /Me

Update today and more pics to see!

To be perfectly honest I wasn't sure how it was all going to turn out. After the stupid gun war between us, Jak beating me at it like a pro, us eating pasta and garlic bread, then all taking showers, I had to show Jak how to work the handles, and getting in comfy clothes I found myself completely out of thoughts on the couch with Daxter asleep in my lap.

"Alyssa?" Navey asked. I looked over at her beside me and made a small hum of recognition of hearing her. "Are you alright?" She asked.

Was I alright? The correct answer would be, HELL THE FUCK NO!

"It's been a thirty-two hours." I started to tell her. "I have almost been impaled by a metal Kor's tail, I'm sharing clothes with a very attractive male video game character whom I will not lie about having a crush on as a pre and post pubescent female, I have a fuzzy talking ottsel currently sleeping in my lap and my sister is still obsessed with Koran pop music." I turned to give her a bland look and smiled wide that spelled insane between my shut teeth. "I'm perfectly alright."

The game from earlier had proven to keep my mind off of the current situation for a while, despite the situation still involving Jak and Daxter both there for the light war of stale treats. Thing was I still was no closer to trying to think of a way to get them back before anything happened. Whether in my dimension or world or whatever the fuck this all was, or his wherever he came from.

When I had unplugged the ps2 I was elated and relieved all at once to know that Kor couldn't do anything to get at me. It was still unplugged and I refused to plug it back in until I had a proper plan and idea as to how to fix everything. What worried me was if Jak had memories and other emotional tidbits and ideas like any living individual, then where he came from was real in a way right? Would his home suffer without him there to save it, or would it remain in a pause affect until he came back like simply loading a game data slot?

I was admittedly at a loss of what to do and no matter how much I thought or ideas I came up with I had no clue as to how to even begin to go about executing some stupid plan that would probably end up with me or somebody else dead. From the sheer contemplation and probably frustrating look on my face which could have resembled somebody with constepation, I figured Navey was trying to get me to calm down when she patted my shoulder.

"Something will come around. Whether an answer or a thought up solution from either of us. We'll figure this out." She smiled to me in a way that actually made me feel better. Despite the fact she was only going to be here a few shorts months I was glad she was here where we could interact and talk together and help one another cope with whatever was bothering the other. In which this case it was childhood game characters who were silent like death and you could never tell when they walked into the room.

I sighed and shrunk down into the soft couch, nudging Daxter just higher on my stomach and lower chest so I could curl up without crushing him to death. He stirred some but didn't wake up easily and just kept sleeping. Navey started to talk again after I was settled completely. "How are you going to go to work on thursday? You're parents will be home on tuesday and that's just three days away. "

"Yeah I know." I tugged at some loose hair on my shoulder idly. "I still haven't figured out what i'm going to do about that. Like explain this entire thing to my parents if I don't have these two out of here by then. Not like they're going to believe me, my parents." They'd probably think I was hosting some weird ass anime cosplay thing at the house again. I was in a Dramatical murder cosplay group with some friends here. Myself as the blue haired one, my BF as the samurai and yadda yadda.

several times my friends had come over and we recorded stupid nonsense for videos on youtube and gone to cons. This probably would make for a good excuse if I said i was expanding fandoms and this was nothing to worry about.

"I could say it was a cosplay thing. Problem is how would I explain their staying here with us?" I asked. I turned to Navey as if she would have an answer for me and all I received was a shrug. "You sleep in the guest room or are supposed to anyway. They have nowhere else to go and I can't just kick them out."

Navey, with a shrug, patted my shoulder in what I hoped was an attempt to either comfort me. "Well I don't mind sharing a room and bed with you in the mean time, I'm just worried how you're parents will react when you explain you have a guy and a furry animal staying here. Didn't your parents dislike guys even being at the house when they weren't around? They didn't even let gay guys spend the night."

oh and what a point that was. "I'm nearly twenty years old now, I should be able to hang around men. My parents know nothing is going to happen, I'm not a child anymore." at least not physically, my mental age still had much to be desired in some parts. There was so much to think about, plan, work out, and there was only a small window of opportunity. "I only worry that I'll take on to much stress and sort of digress when it gets tough."

That was the biggest worry, which was funny considering all the 'food' I had on my plate. Sighing I moved Daxter off my lap and onto my friends', who took him right away and went to petting hid fur when I walked into the kitchen. I was already reaching mental exhaustion I wasn't even going to question why Jak was just chilling on the window sill over looking my backyard. "Find something cool to look at " with a few well placed steps, I was in socks on hardwood floors which wasn't good for my ankles, I came over to sit across from him on the other side.

"Thinking." Was the only response I got at first. He sounded pretty deep in thought, or not so much, I wasn't familiar with his personality enough to really know. "It's really different herr, from what I'm used to. I'm not sure if I should be on my guard all the time."

With no real danger here and fearing for your life day in and day out, compared to where he came from I couldn't really blame Jak for being confused. "I know it is. We don't really have trouble here in this world, other than war from other humans. Animals here don't have high enough brain functions to be considered threats or intelligent enough for evolutionary adversaries. Humans are the smartest creatures on this planet. At least that we know of." We still had so much unexplored who knew what was hiding still.

Jak looked at me for a bit, seemingly uninterested before he looked back out the window that fogged from the heat difference fro us being there and there he outside air. "You have a weird way of viewing things, y'know? Are you always so open to other ideas like you are with me and Daxter being here?"

Was I? I knew I could be gullible sometimes. "I have always had a weird thought process. I can't say something is real or not if there isn't any proof saying otherwise. People believe in a single god, some believe in tons. Other believe there is no God and that the universe simply came into existance." now I was just rambling. "We have theories, ideas, legends and so on, who am I to say what's real or not? Science proves a lot, but we still have theories we haven't proved yet, like other dimensions though scientists say it's very possible. I'm no expert, but with you here now, I believe you're real and as human as me. And that's about the extent of my knowledge"

"What would you believe then if someone was to throw proof right at you about something? Like other races from other worlds, what then? Do you think they'd be hostile or peaceful?" Interesting question. I glanced over st him to notice he was watching me again, but I swear I sawas interest reflecting in his facial features.

I answered the only way I could think of. "If they came here, or I was shown the proof, I'd have no choice but to take it seriously and believe it. I can't say something isn't real if it's in my face can I? If they'd be hostile I wouldn't be able to tell until they act like it. If peaceful, then whatever, I'll be the same either way, my opinion is about as meaningful or as valuable as anyone elses." Which was little.

Jak didn't say anything when he got up from the sill and went to walk past me until after he was a good distance from me. "Being that passive and open is going to get you killed. You should work on that" He disappeared from my line of sight when he turned the corner of the atrium. Heaving a sigh I looked outside to notice it raining. No wonder I felt a little off.

"How nice would it be if we got some thunder and lightning." Thoughts scattered snd my mind went to the idea of lunch. "Who's ready for food?!" I yelled loudly and went to the kitchen to get the stove ready if I needed it. It wouldn't be so bad with them around, sure I didn't talk to them much but it was alright. I'd be fine if I took things in strides. I hoped at least. Life had a habit of throwing curveball at me.

Sorry for the horribly late update everyone, life got in the way and I had a serious lack of motivation for anything. Read and review, i love to hear what you all think of the story. See you in the next update