Once More, Jak, With Feeling

By: Lizzy Rebel

            Lizzy: ***grins*** now what made me what to write this? A Jak 2 fic based on the Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode 'Once More, With Feeling', if you haven't already guessed that already from the title.. I must be out of my mind…

Torn: ***walks in the room reading script*** I'm singing WHAT!?

Lizzy: ***dunks behind desk and says softly*** as you can see the tough guys (aka Jak and Torn… ah surprisingly Sig wasn't too unhappy about it) weren't too happy about it. I don't know Jak is and I dare not wonder. I shudder to think what will happen when—

Jak: Where is SHE!!??

Lizzy: Uh-huh. Okay, basically I don't own Jak 2 or the lyrics from 'Once More, With Feeling'. The first belongs to Naughty Dog Inc. and the latter belongs to Joss Whedon. I praise the both whole-heartedly for being such geniuses! Enjoy the story and R&R!!!!

Torn: There she is! ***points to Lizzy***
Jak: Go for her legs! Time I introduced Lizzy to the Peace-marker. ***pulls out Peace-maker***

Lizzy: Epe! ***runs from room with Torn and Jak on her tail****

***Italics***- signing

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Chapter One- Wine, Song, and Dance

                        Jak, with Daxter clinging to his shoulder, ran through the gravel roads of Dead Town, his Blaster gun blazing. His eyes were seat, his face grim. If he hadn't been so damned annoyed he'd probably would've sighed. It was just that even though Kor had been killed there were still Metal Heads around and they needed to be eliminated. Not to mention the Krimzon Guard still seemed to enjoy shooting at him. He had a feeling Torn was behind that.

            "Watch out, Jak!" Daxter screeched from Jak's shoulder and Jak watched as two large Metal Heads came down on them. Jak growled, raised his gun, and fired his Blaster gun. The Metal Heads dissolved; their glowing skulls the only thing left behind.

            "Nice shootin'!" Daxter said giddily and Jak rolled his eyes. He'd like to tell Daxter that he didn't consider this fun but it was work. Sometimes he wished things could go back to the way it had been, to the way when he was innocent-

            "Every single night, the same arrangement, I go out and fight the fight. Still I always feel this strange estrangement. Nothing here is real, nothing here is right."

            Daxter opened his mouth, probably to demand where Jak learned how to sing, but Jak raised a hand and shook his head fiercely, "I've been making shows of trading blows, just hoping no one knows, that I've been going through the motions, walking through the part."

            Daxter stared at his friend in wonder as if seeing him for the first time and then began, "Ah-" but he was cut off by Jak yet again.

            "Nothing seems to penetrate my heart." Jak watched as yet another Metal Head charged and he shot it with his Blaster gun. "I was always brave and kinda righteous. Now I find I'm wavering. Crawl out of your grave, you'll find this fight just doesn't mean a thing."

            Daxter, wide mouthed now, started to demand that Jak stop singing because it was creeping him out when from his mouth burst, "He ain't got the swing." He wrapped one of his furry paws around his throat and blinked in horror.

            Jak looked up at his friend with narrowed eyes, "Thanks for noticing."

            From behind the ruins of Dead Town popped even more Metal Heads, but instead of attacking they broke into verse, "He is pretty well with fiends from hell, but lately we can tell, that he's been going through the motions. Faking it somehow."

            Daxter, momentarily freed from the song, looked at the Metal Heads in disbelief, "You can talk!?" The Metal Heads looked at one another and shrugged.

            Closest to Jak, one of the larger Metal Heads began his solo, "He's not even half the boy he— owww!" The Metal Head's solo was interrupt by a bullet curtsey of Jak.

            "This is my big solo!" Jak growled.

            The Metal Heads began to surround them and Daxter began to tremble. Jak just looked at them calmly, "Will I stay this way forever? Sleepwalk through my life's endeavor?" He reached for his gun once more and shot as many Metal Heads as he could before he made a break for the exit to Haven City.

            Daxter, glad to be alive and now caught up in the emotion of the song despite that he was freaked out, began, "Thanks! Buddy, how can I ever-"

            "Whatever! I don't wanna be…" Jak said slowly as he rushed to the exit doors, Metal Heads nipping at his heals, "going through the motions, loosing all my drive. I can't even see if this is really me, and I just wanna be—" The door to Haven City opened and with the Metal Heads ready to devour him, Jak leaped into the city crying, "Alive!"

            As the door to Dead City slid shut, the Metal Heads locked safely behind them, Jak blinked. What was that? What had come over him? Did he really just burst into a soprano? He shook his head in confusion. That was weird.

            Daxter seemed to have the same idea because he was looking at Jak in both horror and somewhat awe, "What was that!?" he demanded.

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                        When Jak walked into the Naughty Ottsel, all of his friends Samos, Keira, Sig, Tess, Ashlin, Brutter and Torn where waiting for him.

            Keira, looking happy to see him, said brightly, "Good morning, Jak!" as if on cue, sunlight burst forth from the jarred door.

            Jak gave her what little smile he could muster and said, "Hey. How's everything going?"

            Jak noted that the room was very quiet… to quiet. Looking into their eyes, he noted that they seemed to be afraid to open their mouths. As if they were afraid they would burst into D-minor. Perhaps, Jak thought as Daxter hopped off his shoulder and began to flirt outrageously with Tess, they had all experienced something like his little Broadway Musical. He's ask them and if they had no clue what he was talking about, he'd say it had been a weird dream where they had all been singing and dancing.

            "Last night," he began and everyone's eyes soon feel upon him, "did anyone… ah… burst into song?"

            Samos gave a short laugh, "I thought it had just been me. I was sitting down in my house experimenting with my ferns when I started to sing about glucose."

            Keira stepped forward timidly and said, "I sang a unique version of 'Like a Virgin'." She blinked as everyone started at her, "What!? I'm not all that innocent, you know!"

            The group exchanged looked for a moment or two before Sig turned back towards Jak, "What did you sing about?" he asked.

            "Me?" Jak rushed forward and carefully 'knocked' Daxter off the counter before he could say anything, "Nothing real interesting. Just a little number about shooting Metal Heads all day." Quickly, before Daxter decided to open his big mouth, he changed the subject, "So what do you think is causing this?"

            Torn, eyes narrowed and arms crossed, leaned back against the bar, "Yes, what is causing this? And we better find out fast. I for one do not want to be included in your singing montage again. In fact, if you start bursting out into sing and dance I'd like to be as far-"

            "I've got a theory," Samos proclaimed as he placed his cup on the bar, "that's it's a demon. A dancing demon…" he shook his head, "no that isn't right."

            Sig looked at everyone sheepishly as he sang his verse in harmony, "I've got a theory, some kid is dreaming. And we're all stuck in his wacky Broadway nightmare."

            To his utmost horror, Torn leaned forward and began to sing along with everyone else, "I've got a theory, that we should work this out."

            "It's getting eerie. What's this cheery singing all about?" the all chimed in union.

            Daxter rose from his seat on the bar and began the next verse, "It could be Lurkers! Some evil Lurkers!" He received a glare from Brutter on the other side of the bar and took a step away, "Which is ridiculous, 'cause Lurkers they were persecuted, Lurkers good, and civilized now… and I'll be over here!" He quickly shuffled out of the view of Brutter.

            Ashlin, who had been listening to the whole conversation but had yet to gave her input, stood from her stool, "I've got a theory, it could be bunnies."

            Everyone turned their head to stare at her with blank and confused looks. Torn shook his head having known about Ashlin's hatred for the floppy creatures. Crickets could be heard chirping in the distance. Ashlin blinked.

            "I've got a theory—" Tess tried to put in from behind the bar but Ashlin jumped in front of her.

            "Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes! They've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses. And what's with all the carrots? What do they need such good eyesight for anyway? Bunnies, bunnies, it must be bunnies!"

            Blank eyes continued to stay at her.

            "Or maybe midgets."

            Tess leaned close to Sig and sang softly, "I've got a theory we should work this out fast."

            Sig nodded his head in agreement, watching as Daxter raised his voice in soprano, "Cause it clearly could get serious before its past."

            Jak, who hadn't felt the words and verses bursting from his lungs, felt them now, "I've got a theory, it doesn't matter. What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can't weather? Apocalypse, we've all been there. The same old trips...why should we care?"

            To answer Jak, the whole bar chimed in, "What can't we do if we get in it? We'll work it through within a minute. We have to try. We'll pay the price. It's do or die."

            "I don't wanna die!" Daxter moaned.

            Jak, going for the self-esteem boost, continued, "What can't we face if we're together?"

            Keira, happy to finally have the urge to sing and with Jak, chimed in as his personal background singer, "What can't we face?"

            "What's in this place we can't weather if we're together?"

            "If we're together?"

            "There's nothing we can't face—"

            "— expect for bunnies." Ashlin finished nervously as she sat back down besides Torn, "Well," she said, surprisingly calm, "that was interesting… to say the least." Then she took a drink from her glass and looked back up at them, "Tell anyone about the bunnies and I'll kill you all." Ashlin snapped but her threat went ignored.

            Samos looked at each member of the group and said, "Well, any ideas people? And please, in word— not song."

            "Well," Tess said, leaning against the bar besides Daxter, "is it just us? Because if it is then we could narrow it down to…" she trailed off as Daxter, grinning, pointed to the still ajar door.

            "I don't think it's just us, angel cheeks." Daxter said.

            Everyone stood from where they were sitting and walked out into the port of Haven City. There, prancing about the walkway, were a group of civilians. All of them were waving their jackets above their heads with large dopey grins on their faces.

            "They got the mustard out!" One of them chimed, swinging his coat around with a grin of pure joy on his face. He leapt into the air and twirled around.

            The rest of the civilians followed suit as they swung their jackets in the air, "They got the mustard out!"

            Samos bowed his head and shook it greatly, "No, unfortunately, it's not just us."

            Sig looked at the civilians in amazement, "I never knew we were so… ah… talented."

            At that moment a large, sweaty fat man came running down the streets with a large scarf following behind him. Daxter covered his eyes, "Ohhhh! That is so wrong!"

            Torn had his head in his hands and was saying grimly, "I fought the Baron, got labeled a traitor, and risked my life for THIS!?"

            Keira leaned against Jak and he blushed. She drew a lazy circle on his chest and said, "Maybe we'll get to do a duet." Jak's blushed reddened and he looked away.

            Ashlin was looking at them all, not really paying attention to her citizens, "Seriously, say anything, anything about the bunnies…"
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            Lizzy: I can't believe Jak and Torn haven't found me yet. I mean, I'm right behind the curtain! ***peeks out from curtains*** Okay, just a few notes. The verses I changed (biggest is Daxter's verse in I Got a Theory) were to fit the characters. And well… to review me, that's it. Now, all I have to do is sneak past Jak and Torn

Torn: ***laughs wickedly*** oh, she WILL pay! Torn does not sing like a girly man!

Jak: Since when does Torn speak in the third person?
Torn: ***glares*** since Torn got pissed off! Wanna make something off it!? ***wipes out deadly knife thingy***

Jak: ***gulps*** no.

Daxter: ***runs into room carrying script*** Jak, I just found Lizzy's entire script! All the romantic duets are listed in here!
Jak and Torn: WHAT!?

Jak: Am I singing with Keira!? ***grabs script from Daxter***

Torn: I am singing with Ashlin!? ***grabs script from Jak***
Daxter: What about me and Tess? ***looks ready to grab script but then decides not to***

Lizzy: NOOOOOOO!!!! For the sake of all mysterious and suspense and romance! NOOOOOOO!!!! ***jumps out from behind curtains. Jak and Torn to stare at her with evil smiles*** Um, hi? ***gulps***

Jak and Torn: After her!!!! ***Jak wipes out Blaster Gun and Torn flips the knife thingy like he did before in the game***

Lizzy: AHHHHHHHH! ***runs from room*** Don't forget to REVIEW!!!!