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A week had passed since the awkward experience at the Hip Hog Saloon. Jak couldn't keep himself from dreaming about it every night, from playing over and over in his head every day, from longing for it again every waking moment-- wait, what?!
Jak shook off the strange feeling for the hundredth time that morning.
"You feeling okay there, big guy?" Daxter asked from his perch atop Jak's shoulder. Jak grinned and nodded stupidly, knowing he couldn't lie to his best friend. The pair continued on their walk to the Underground Hideout. Torn called them in for something.
"Bout time you two showed up," he growled gruffly as the two entered the poorly lit room. "I need you to deliver this--" he tossed Jak a small package "--to a man named Jinx at the Hip Hog. He's one of Krew's boom boys." Jak swore that his heart stopped beating for a whole minute.
The zoomer ride to South Town wasn't so bad, except for the fact that Jak, out of sheer nerves, ass-ended nearly everyone with the bad luck to be driving in front of him.
"Jak!" Daxter whined, smacking the green-goateed teen in the head. "What the hell? You're driving worse than a blind, crippled hiphog!" He resumed his sitting position on Jak's shoulder just in time to keep himself from flying off as Jak rear-ended another person. Let's just say that our boys had to shake the heat before the delivery could be completed.
Jak's heart pounded deafeningly loud in his head as he tried to enter the Hip Hog Saloon calmly. Jinx, however, had different plans.
"Well, Goldilocks came back for another round!" he cackled, Daxter gagging on the cigar smoke. Jinx ignored him, clapping a hand on Jak's shoulder. "How about it, Jakkey-Boy?" Jak's face burned redder than his scarrf and he muttered incoherently, shoving the package into Jinx's hands. He attempted to leave but was stopped by Jinx's strong hands around his narrow waist.
"Hey, hey Pretty Boy. You ain't leaving just yet." Daxter turned to face the smirking explosives expert and growled ferally.
"Jak'll leave whenever he damn well wants!" he growled threateningly. Jinx flicked Daxter to the floor with ease and twisted Jak around to face him.
"You. Me. Back room. Now." Jak's brain begged him to walk away before ceasing to function properly. He followed anyway, knowing what was to come. Daxter had already become distracted by Tess and took no notice.
Jak shook off the strange feeling for the hundredth time that morning.
"You feeling okay there, big guy?" Daxter asked from his perch atop Jak's shoulder. Jak grinned and nodded stupidly, knowing he couldn't lie to his best friend. The pair continued on their walk to the Underground Hideout. Torn called them in for something.
"Bout time you two showed up," he growled gruffly as the two entered the poorly lit room. "I need you to deliver this--" he tossed Jak a small package "--to a man named Jinx at the Hip Hog. He's one of Krew's boom boys." Jak swore that his heart stopped beating for a whole minute.
The zoomer ride to South Town wasn't so bad, except for the fact that Jak, out of sheer nerves, ass-ended nearly everyone with the bad luck to be driving in front of him.
"Jak!" Daxter whined, smacking the green-goateed teen in the head. "What the hell? You're driving worse than a blind, crippled hiphog!" He resumed his sitting position on Jak's shoulder just in time to keep himself from flying off as Jak rear-ended another person. Let's just say that our boys had to shake the heat before the delivery could be completed.
Jak's heart pounded deafeningly loud in his head as he tried to enter the Hip Hog Saloon calmly. Jinx, however, had different plans.
"Well, Goldilocks came back for another round!" he cackled, Daxter gagging on the cigar smoke. Jinx ignored him, clapping a hand on Jak's shoulder. "How about it, Jakkey-Boy?" Jak's face burned redder than his scarrf and he muttered incoherently, shoving the package into Jinx's hands. He attempted to leave but was stopped by Jinx's strong hands around his narrow waist.
"Hey, hey Pretty Boy. You ain't leaving just yet." Daxter turned to face the smirking explosives expert and growled ferally.
"Jak'll leave whenever he damn well wants!" he growled threateningly. Jinx flicked Daxter to the floor with ease and twisted Jak around to face him.
"You. Me. Back room. Now." Jak's brain begged him to walk away before ceasing to function properly. He followed anyway, knowing what was to come. Daxter had already become distracted by Tess and took no notice.
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