Hmm… another case of a chapter writing its self, and I promised plot (cries)… I gota stop writing short unimportant and boring chapters, I'll never get to the end if I keep up like this. But i'm glad every one liked last chapter, Wrtd made me feel warm and fuzzy! More brownie points will be rewarded for the 35th reviewer and… I better get at least three reviews…or or or I'll cry!!!
Clue: just incase you forgot: leni owns nothing…. except a few things. But nothing that belongs to naughty dog. And fortunately there is nothing you couldn't or could do to make her stop this drabble. Oh…Leni does not own any thing vaguely final fantasy related, not even the game disc or the system.
--- Get Your Freak On--- Ch 16---
A first aid pack propelled itself into Jak's chest, he caught it by reflex. Clue stood by the corner off the wall, complete with shirt, chest plate, gun holster, and cigarette. Two leapers, trailed behind him, their reins firmly held in one hand.
Jak looked at the pack and back at him with a blank look, " you owe me a favor," he said gruffly, taking a drag off his cigarette.
"Wait, wait, wait…" Dax hopped off Jak shoulder and walked toward the waste lander accusingly, "you said we didn't owe you anything!"
"Trust me."
Dax glared. Jak didn't really care; he just needed something to do. Something to take his mind off the arena, before he started to dwell on it.
'heeki en tahl,' the words rolled around in head unwantedly.
Jak opened the kit and moved toward a water trough. He took a seat on its edge and proceeded to stick the green eco spliced bandages on his assorted wounds. He was never quite sure if it was him or if they just didn't make the little kits like they use to.
Daxter stood on the side of the trough, berating Clue with questions as to how he got Jules to let him back in the house. Clue ignored him and smoked his cigarette. To the rest of the public it looked like a normal Spargus scene, except of course for the furry talking otsel.
Jak pulled his shirt back down and Clue handed him the reins of a leaper. He immediately recognized as the plain green little creature that Kleiver had given him. While its master was occupied, Clue's darker leaper lunged at the delicious looking orange rat on the trough.
Daxter screamed like a little girl.
The thing's red striped snout pushed him right into the water. It chirped confusedly as its prey disappeared beneath the reflective surface. It shut one eye and cocked its head then stared down at the floundering rat, an oddly bird like expression. It chirped excitedly and started to hop from foot to foot.
Dax splashed his way to the side and pulled him self out and over the edge, he rolled across the dusty ground till he bumped into Jak's boot. Jak's leaper bent it's head down and snorted at him.
Dax screamed, a sound that could be curiously compared to the sound a pig emits when dieing.
"Hey." Jak growled at his leaper giving a slight tug at the reins. Its head popped up and looked at him, forgetting the wet rat at its feet. Clue's prancing leaper wasn't so cooperative, it pranced from foot to foot in front of the water trough, still waiting for the rat to emerge with hyper determination.
"Hey! Stop that….No…No!" the hyper mount began to resist CLues eforts to quelle it.
"Viscous! I tell you, viscous!" Dax screamed, not really helping the situation, Jak watched Clue's undignified struggle with the lizard.
"HEY!" Jak yelledat it loudly but not angrily.
Its bright eyes fixed on him and blinked. Clue tugged on its reins and maneuvered it from around the trough. Dax shook his fur with a cascade of water splattering every thing in a three-foot radius. Hejumped up onto Jak's shoulder before he mounted and took his normal position. Clue let his leaper trail behind him as he led the way.
"So where are we going?" Dax asked, his fur sticking out straight in damp clumps.
Clue turned mouth half open in response when suddenly his leaper zeroed in on the moving pointed projectile. It clamped its toothless jaws down hard on his ear.
"What the HELL! BAD Choco!" he tore his head away from the beast, "I'll kill you..." he finished coldly, murder dripping from every word. He stared daggers at the animal, which chirped happily in response.
"These things don't like you…" Jak said with half a grin.
"I wonder why…" the waste lander's voiceedged angry sarcasm, he gave hard tug on the reins and they continued.
"Who the hell names any thing Choco?" Dax shouted condescendingly.
"Jules named the other one, Bo…." He trailed off.
"Choco and Bo?" The otsel asked confused, "Dude, your girl friend is cracked."
Clue glared at him.
Daxter gulped and chuckled nervously, "…um…. where are we going again?"
"Precursor temple." Jak stared at him, " I usually avoid them like the plague, but this is important."
Jak sat on his leaper in silence as he thought about what the waste lander had said. He instinctively took a left at the corner, heading back toward Kleiver's garage.
"Hey… This way," Clue pointed to the right, reins still in hand. Jak cocked an eyebrow and followed.