Ode To A Fish Tank
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+G through L › Jak & Daxter
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,043
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Disclaimer: The Jak and Daxter series and all its characters don't belong to me and I make no profit off of this story, I just like to borrow them and return them rumpled and stained.
Ode To A Fish Tank
Title: Ode To A Fish Tank
Author: Amaronith
Rating: PG
Summery: "There are lots of difference between Haven and Kras. Such as a fish tank."
Warnings: Just a little something written at two in the morning because Robin and I are easily amused, and I enjoy Jak and Daxter memes. Also, surprisingly gen with faint hints of het if you squint.
I blame Robin. You should too.
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It was their last night in Kras, and the group had taken to drinking again after the big reveal of Rayn's true nature.
"There are lots of differences between Haven and Kras!" Daxter was telling Tess drunkenly, as the young ottsel woman had come to watch the final races and show her support for the team. "Such as a fish tank," Daxter gestured dramatically to the large fish tank that took up most of the window, that had thankfully gotten replaced after Jak's little run in with it their first night in the city. Something that Daxter had been going on and on about every time he got drunk off his little furry ass.
Torn groaned. "Don't start on about the fish tank again, Daxter, for the love of the Precursors."
Daxter ignored him and turned a hurt look at Jak. "I can't believe you killed all those fish, Jak."
Jak set down his cup on the bar with a clack. "Oh not this again-"
Daxter jabbed his finger at Jak's face. "INNOCENT FISH, JAK, KILLED BECAUSE OF YOUR DESIRE FOR AN ENTRANCE!"
Jak batted Daxter's hand out of his face. "Can you please just drop the fucking fish issue already?"
"HOW MANY MORE FISH HAVE TO DIE, JAK?! HOW MANY MORE FISH HAVE TO SUFFER WITHOUT A DELICIOUS END IN MY TUMMY UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED?"
Tess was giggling into her drink while the others rolled their eyes and snickered. Samos sighed, shaking his head as Keira pinched the bridge of her nose, biting her lip to muffle her own giggles.
"I am never rescuing you from crazy gay racers again," Jak grumbled, lifting his glass to drink from it again.
Daxter sprawled out in front of Jak with a sorrowful sigh, his head on Tess' thigh. "I want a fish tank."
"For the Naughty?" Tess asked, stroking Daxter's ears.
"Nah, though we can put one in there too, if you want. I want a place to swim whenever I want."
"Oh that would be wonderful," Tess gushed. "We could get a huge tank just for us, Daxxie!"
"And we'll even get a little pink house ornament just for you, Tessypoo."
"You the best, whiskerpuss," Tess cooed, rubbing her nose against Daxter's.
Jak rolled his eyes and shared an amused look with Keira, who squeezed his knee under the bar top.
"....I still can't believe you killed all those fish."
Jak let his head thud down to the bar top with a laughing groan. He was never going to live this down. Ever.
Author: Amaronith
Rating: PG
Summery: "There are lots of difference between Haven and Kras. Such as a fish tank."
Warnings: Just a little something written at two in the morning because Robin and I are easily amused, and I enjoy Jak and Daxter memes. Also, surprisingly gen with faint hints of het if you squint.
I blame Robin. You should too.
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It was their last night in Kras, and the group had taken to drinking again after the big reveal of Rayn's true nature.
"There are lots of differences between Haven and Kras!" Daxter was telling Tess drunkenly, as the young ottsel woman had come to watch the final races and show her support for the team. "Such as a fish tank," Daxter gestured dramatically to the large fish tank that took up most of the window, that had thankfully gotten replaced after Jak's little run in with it their first night in the city. Something that Daxter had been going on and on about every time he got drunk off his little furry ass.
Torn groaned. "Don't start on about the fish tank again, Daxter, for the love of the Precursors."
Daxter ignored him and turned a hurt look at Jak. "I can't believe you killed all those fish, Jak."
Jak set down his cup on the bar with a clack. "Oh not this again-"
Daxter jabbed his finger at Jak's face. "INNOCENT FISH, JAK, KILLED BECAUSE OF YOUR DESIRE FOR AN ENTRANCE!"
Jak batted Daxter's hand out of his face. "Can you please just drop the fucking fish issue already?"
"HOW MANY MORE FISH HAVE TO DIE, JAK?! HOW MANY MORE FISH HAVE TO SUFFER WITHOUT A DELICIOUS END IN MY TUMMY UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED?"
Tess was giggling into her drink while the others rolled their eyes and snickered. Samos sighed, shaking his head as Keira pinched the bridge of her nose, biting her lip to muffle her own giggles.
"I am never rescuing you from crazy gay racers again," Jak grumbled, lifting his glass to drink from it again.
Daxter sprawled out in front of Jak with a sorrowful sigh, his head on Tess' thigh. "I want a fish tank."
"For the Naughty?" Tess asked, stroking Daxter's ears.
"Nah, though we can put one in there too, if you want. I want a place to swim whenever I want."
"Oh that would be wonderful," Tess gushed. "We could get a huge tank just for us, Daxxie!"
"And we'll even get a little pink house ornament just for you, Tessypoo."
"You the best, whiskerpuss," Tess cooed, rubbing her nose against Daxter's.
Jak rolled his eyes and shared an amused look with Keira, who squeezed his knee under the bar top.
"....I still can't believe you killed all those fish."
Jak let his head thud down to the bar top with a laughing groan. He was never going to live this down. Ever.