Okay, I got some reviews! I thank Sk8rsshark and a guest kindly, you two get a free ticket to go on the tour of Haven forest! Have fun with the Metal Heads being there! Anyway, here's a much longer chapter!
Disclaimer: Okay, I'll write this in dumb language that even Wilard from Precursor Legacy could understand this. Me no own Jak and Daxter. Big people in Naughty Dog own.
Also, get ready for the maddness of where we left off.
Like I said before, the bar was a mad house. People were hanging off the fan blades that were up on the ceiling, and right at the Metal Head Mash game, Jinx and some other woman were...well, trying to make children, and I think someone that had a blade had torn up all the curtains that were up ever since the Dark Maker War. I couldn't believe how crazy the bar could get in such a short amount of time, maybe it's one of those mysteries of alcohol messing up people's heads, and I knew at one point this was going to go from being a cat on catnip, to a human sized cat on catnip.
I decided to just simply pull out my balster and replace the live clip with one full of blanks and I pointed the blaster right square in the neon D up above the bar. Everyone just stopped exactly what they were doing and looked at me as I said with a strong, firm tone, "Alright everyone. Fun's over. Go home and sleep whatever you drank off. Dax needs to close and clean up the place." Sometimes I think being a world savior has a few advantages, people listen to you when you're being serious and they know not to get you angry or you're just gonna turn into a monster of Dark Eco and tear their limbs off.
Once everyone had left, the bar was a complete mess. Bottles were broken everywhere and I think I saw a few of Dax and Tess's belongings out on the bar as well. I helped the two humans-turned-Ottsels clean up their place and luckily, the blank didn't break the neon sign so, that didn't need replacing. I hope I don't get any sicknesses from all the cuts on my hands from the glass shards because I'll admit it, I've been shot and beat up, but if I get any diseases from some guy who drank a bottle of the purple stuff and decided to spit his chewing tobacco into it, he's gonna get five claws sunk into his throat.
After the Ottsel looked like it did when Dax first got the place, I waved back at Tess and Daxter since he decided to spend the night with her. Walking home, I realized something I never did before, that old green star, that still has been in the night sky all these years, has a smaller orange star a bit behind it.
I entered my apartment in the slums and with the silence since one of my best friends wasn't on my shoulder like he usually is, I felt some old fealing I had only once in my heart. What was this? I had this ache in my heart before, but where did this pop and what made this fealing come up for no reason and why was it tonight? After some pondering, I rembered why. This was the night Damas died two years ago and when Keira's mother died almost ten years ago...counting however many years we traveled into the future.
It's kinda odd how her mother and my father died on the same day, just a few hundred years apart. I sat in silence until I heard Keira's signature knock on my door. I opened the door a few minutes later to see her staning out in the hall with a look that made her simply look like the lost child that the night her mother died, she came to my hut and she slept in my arms that night. "Come on in." I said before she could explain why she was here, besides, I knew exactly why she came tonight.
The next thing I knew, we were in my bed with our arms wrapped around eachother. We didn't say a word as a thunder storm started raging outside. When thunder had crashed outside, "It's funny. It always rains on this night." I said softly as lightning flashed after about five seconds of the rain pouring down.
"I guess this night even has the sky crying." Keira put her two cents in just before she yawned quietly. "Get some sleep. I'm not going anywhere for a while." I advised her as gently put my forehead on her's. "Okay. Night." She mumbled as she closed her eyes while I pulled a warm blanket up to her shoulders. I placed my lips on her forehead for a few seconds before I pulled away and whispered, "G'night, Keir." I didn't have a single nightmare that night.
Okay, so just to clear a dirty thought up, no Jak and Keira did not try to make babies...but Daxter and Tess did! Anyway, I guess having people hanging off ceiling fans is gonna be a running joke now. For those of you that want to see where that started, go read Drowsy Lombax! Please review and I'll start writing Chappy 4 when I get five reviews! Also, sorry that this chapter is short, I'm kind writer's block right now, but I'll keep writing as much as I can. See ya!
~Jak Cooper the Lombax