...I couldn't resist. This part as going to be added to the previous chapter (and Bonding Time was originally going to be a oneshot, followed by this "chapter"), but it didn't go with the flow of everything, so here's a chapter two =) Most likely, this is doubly crappy, but it was still quite amusing to do x)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the crack-tastic plot. Jak and Co. is owned by Naughty Dog.
The sun shone brightly on the industrial section of Haven City. The citizens were strolling about, smiles that rarely came on their faces. The joy, however, didn't reach one person who was hunched over, studying the wall in front of him.
"What.is.that?" Erol seethed, pointing at a poster. The KG officer behind him started nervously, adjusting his gun before replying.
"Uh, well, sir…I do believe that that is a poster."
"I know what it is, you imbecile!" Erol roared at the officer, who took a couple quick steps back, "What I mean was what are those Underground fools trying to pull?!"
The few citizens that had stopped to see what was going on, snickering quietly to themselves, darted away when Erol directed a heated glare in their direction. The KG Commander turned back to the poster, clutching his head, desperately trying to rid himself of his migraine (a complete mystery to him, but it seems like the Baron might know something), growling at the offensive paper plastered to the wall. Furiously, he ripped it off, tearing it apart, throwing and stomping the pieces to the ground. He began to walk away, the mortified officer trailing a few feet away, before turning back and shooting the demolished poster a few times.
"You!" Erol bellowed, pointing at the shaking officer, "I want you to gather other officers and scout the city. If you find any more of this, trash, take them down," he turned away, grumbling to himself and began walking towards the stadium when he stopped once again, "Also, do try to find out who even hatched the idea to allow these things to go up." The officer saluted, relaying the order over the communicator, then left in a hurry.
'I know it was you, Eco Freak. You will pay dearly for this!'
Torn, Jak, Daxter, and other fellow Underground members were gathered in the hideout. It was a mass of chaos, members running in and out the door, bundles of rolled up posters under their arms and tape dispensers in their mouths. Torn oversaw the activities with a look of pure mirth and excitement. They had been looking for a way to undermine Erol, knock him down a few pegs and Jaks long awaited confession proved to be that method. Daxter was mildly disturbed, but couldn't deny the fact that he was just as amused as Torn. Jak on the other hand had backed himself into a corner, his eyes twitching at the memories that had resurfaced.
'I knew I shouldn't have told Torn, but did I listen to myself? Nooo…' he thought.
The former KG Commander let out a particularly loud bark of laughter at the sight of a more offensive and humiliating poster that was now being rolled up.
"Be sure to put thatone on the palace walls or better yet, find a way into the palace and post it up!" he said, waving the member away.
"It is not that funny Torn," Jak grumbled weakly, eyeing the stacks of posters warily. Torn by now was bent over, holding his sides.
"Yes it is!" Torn snorted. He fled the hideout, Jak having pulled out his morph gun and setting it on the peacemaker, laughing as he ran.
'Tis the end of this thing. Short lived, but good enough =)