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Now, I told myself I was gonna wait a bit longer until I actually submitted another chapter, but I couldn't resist. So... Chapter 5! I hope the people reading this are enjoying this… so, let’s get started!
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Chapter 5: Falco Reacts To: "Fox and Katt's Get-Together"
A few days after their first date, Fox and Katt started hanging out in more ways than one. They found themselves having more fun together than they'd ever had with the people they tried to be with before. Aside from discovering that they couldn't go to sleep without having sex with each other, they were soon doing what most free couples would do in their spare time with one another. A lot of their time involved dates, trips to expensive places (Fox being the ever-chivalrous), and etc. They felt as if they'd known each other forever, and were in an idyllic state of joy in each other's company.
Of course, they couldn't expect their lighthearted antics to last forever, in a galaxy where trouble brews constantly…
Fox was awoken by the abrupt sound of his holo-phone, which rest on his desk charging. The ringtone, which played a segment of the Star Fox team’s anthem, indicated that this might be from one of his teammates. When he opened his eyes, his vision was met with darkness; he realized with distaste it was still nighttime. Nowhere near morning. Fox really wanted to roll over and go back to sleep, but whoever was on the other line needed to be answered somehow. Groaning with annoyance, he picked up the device and turned it on. It was 2:12 AM in the morning, said the clock, but Fox knew he must acknowledge this call, as he was getting it from his friend on Aquas. Pressing the ‘respond’ button, he was met by a full-color image of Slippy Toad, looking as happy as ever.
“Hey, Fox!” he chimed.
“Hey, Slip…” Fox groaned. “OK, do you happen to know what time it is?”
“Huh…?” Confusion came upon Slippy’s face. Then comprehension arrived at his brain station. “Oh, yeah. It’s about midnight where you are, isn’t it? Sorry. It’s just, I think we found a job!”
“Really?!” Fox jumped up, letting the sheets slide off his upper-half. “That’s great, Slip!”
“Yeah, a little something that popped up on Macbeth. I get the feeling it’s something big. Not just that,” Slippy continued, “but we’re getting a recruitment request. You remember Lucy Hare?”
“Yeah, she helped us fight Andrew on Fichina.”
“Yeah, well, I got a call from her, and she says she wants to join the team. I’ve already forwarded a dossier on where she is. You can look it up later on.”
“Thanks, Slip. I really do count on you a lot, don’t I?”
“Gee, it’s nothing!” giggled Slippy.
Then a sudden realization came to the toad.
“Wait… Fox, why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”
“Err… what do you mean?” asked Fox confusedly.
“Fox, you always go to bed with a t-shirt and boxers. I know, I’ve woken you up in the morning since the time we shared a dormitory back at college… you’re not naked, are you?”
“Who’s naked…? Oh, my!”
The holographic image of Amanda, Slippy’s soon-to-be wife, appeared, looking surprised.
“Mister Fox! Good to see you!” she cheered happily. “So, why are you shirtless?”
Fox never got to explain himself, as Katt was now waking up.
“Fox, honey, what time is it?” she moaned in complaint as she turned to face Fox, looking over his shoulder. “Slippy? Amanda?”
When Slippy and Amanda saw her, they blanked out.
Fox knew what was coming, so he covered his ears quickly. Katt saw Fox do this, but before she could ask why…
“YOU AND KATT?!!” they screamed in unison, their faces filled with absolute shock. Katt, unprepared for that burst of sound, was struck in her devil-horn shaped ears by painful decibels. She yowled in pain, covering her throbbing ear drums with her fingers.
Comical shenanigans aside, Fox chuckled sheepishly as he decided to admit to the two that he and Katt were now in a romantic relationship. He told them the whole story ranging from the club to their most recent tryst.
“Whoa…” Slippy was sort of at a loss for words as he tried to put all of this mess together. It was sort of like trying to piece a puzzle together. Amanda’s look was similar to her soon-to-be husband’s. Fox had moved on pretty quickly. “Does Falco know about this?”
“No,” said Fox honestly. “Crap. I hadn’t even considered talking to Falco about the fact that we’re together.”
“Guess we sort of wanted to forget Falco,” Katt put in.
“Well, I’m happy for you two,” Amanda said after a bit of silence. “I guess you could say that beside me and Slippy, you two are my OTP!”
“OTP?” he asked, not sure what that was supposed to mean.
“One True Pairing,” explained the female amphibian. “You two look so cute together, really!” she added, squealing cutely.
A blush crept across Fox’s face. He was being fangirled over by his best friend’s girlfriend. He had to admit that she was very good with her starfighter, the Tadpole, and she was quite spunky. But he didn’t take Amanda for an absolute sucker for the wide world of fandom.
“Oh, yeah, that’s right,” Slippy added suddenly. “Amanda wanted to talk to you, personally.”
“Really?” Fox asked. “What for?”
“I wanna join Star Fox!” squealed Amanda giddily.
Fox was given pause. Slippy’s soon-to-be spouse wanted to become a member of his elite team? He’d seen her in combat on Aquas, and he admitted she was quite skilled. She beat Octoman, one of the Anglar generals, without any support. A lot of promise existed in her, and Fox had to admit she’d make a valuable asset.
“You… want to be part of our group?” Fox was flattered to the point that he completely forgot he was tired. First he heard that Lucy wanted to hop on the Star Fox bandwagon with him, and now, Slippy’s fiancée wanted on, too. He must be that great an influence!
“Are you sure?” Fox asked apprehensively. “We do some pretty dangerous jobs…”
“I know, but you’ve seen what I can do,” Amanda pressed. “You saw me take down whole squadrons of Anglars, and I can handle myself outside of a fighter. Besides, if I’m marrying one of Lylat’s greatest fighters, I wanna be with him all the way.”
“Aww, Amanda,” Slippy told her modestly, his face reddening. “I’m not that great… If anything, I’m the butt-monkey of the team!”
“But you’re still a member of the most elite star squadron ever,” was Amanda’s rebuke. “You can’t tell me that that isn’t something.”
“Heh, heh… just tell me if you need some time alone,” Fox said in the midst of this bit of sweet-talk.
“You’re one to talk,” Slippy snapped back. “You’re naked in bed with a woman!”
“Hey, I’m right here!” Katt called over the phone, looking indignant. “And I feel a bit left out here, to be honest!”
“The point is!” Fox interjected, focusing back to the sole girl on the other line. “Amanda wants to join the Star Fox team. And I’d be glad to accept her.”
“You would?!” Amanda’s voice became an ecstatic squeal. “OH, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! You can’t even imagine how happy I feel!” Her joyful feelings were soon enough to lead her into a run-on sentence. “Oh, but I could go into so much detail on how amazing I feel, I could… I could write a book! I could sing a song! I could make a movie! I could…”
“Alright, alright!” groaned Fox and Katt simultaneously. Amanda was so freaking excitable and hyper! “Now, can we go back to bed?”
“Yeah, sorry, Fox…” Slippy said apologetically. “I know you can’t afford insomnia, and you need your privacy.”
“Alright, talk to you later,” said Fox, breaking into a long yawn as his drowsiness returned.
“Night, Fox,” said Slippy.
“Goodnight, Mister Fox,” said Amanda sweetly.
“It’s just Fox to you…” said Fox.
“Later,” Katt added as Fox raised his hand to hang up. The holograms vanished as the call ended.
As Fox and Katt lay back down, Fox suddenly felt a question rise up in his throat.
“Slippy was supporting the whole notion of Amanda joining us. I was never like that when a certain someone wanted on the team.” He hardly even felt like saying ‘Krystal’ anymore.
“That’s because he trusts that Amanda won’t let herself get hurt doing the things we do.”
“I guess that was the problem I had with her…” Fox admitted. “But I won’t let it happen again. From now on, I’ll trust in my team that they can stay alive. And that’s not hard at all. We’ve been doing that since the Lylat Wars.”
Katt yawned, showing off her sharp teeth. “Glad to hear it,” she said half-heartedly, as her sleepiness wanted her to go back to bed.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there…” murmured Katt as she snuggled back into her covers. “Night-night, Fox…”
Fox quickly followed suit, but he also had some extra things to think about: Lucy Hare and Amanda wanted to join the team, and he still had to tell Falco what he’d been doing with Katt the last couple of nights. He decided to let the future come on soon before he returned to slumber…
Of course, before that, he felt like he must ask Katt this one last, simple question: “How is Amanda able to wear a bow when she has no hair? Is it a stick-on?”
“Goodnight, Fox,” Katt groaned irritably, shifting slightly under the covers.
Fox abandoned that little headscratcher… at least for now.
His mind wondered back to the thoughts he had earlier concerning the one that got away. The experience was still a scar on his soul, but the experience left him a wiser fox. And besides, the whole ordeal was not going to forever haunt his life. He had a new girlfriend now. From what he’d learned, he realized that he must have faith in the girl he loved to take care of herself. He’d made Krystal feel like she was weak, unable to take care of herself, and because of that, he lost a great deal to her vengeful side. But he wouldn’t let it happen again.
“From now on, I’m going to be more like Slippy,” Fox told himself in his mind. “Of course, not pilot-wise, but… Slippy has no problem with Amanda going off to battle. He trusts in her to stay safe. That’s how I should be. I shouldn’t try to govern Katt’s life; I should believe that she’ll always pull through, and that she can make her own decisions. So I’ll comfort myself with the fact that when she makes a choice, she knows what she’s doing.”
He quickly resigned himself to follow Katt to sleep soon after, pulling his arms around the purring feline. Katt half-consciously snuggled up to Fox, a smile curling her lips as she and Fox made a rendezvous for the land of dreams…
The next morning, Fox and Katt were gleeful to wake up next to each other. After taking a really fun shower, they were soon dressed and ready for another day.
ROB-64, Fox’s robotic assistant and pilot of the Great Fox, awaited Fox and Katt as they arrived on the bridge. Fox was finding himself to be exceptionally glad to see the golden android recently… especially after what happened during the Anglar Blitz.
The day Krystal chose to betray Fox and his team and she hijacked the Great Fox, she took ROB as well, because the android never left his ship. They only got their ship – and ROB – back after Wolf defeated the Anglar Emperor; he said he wouldn’t need it anymore, as he now had enough money and fame to get his own things. While the whole betrayal was uncalled for, Fox had to admit that Wolf still had honor, as he could’ve just as well taken his things for his own after Krystal handed it to him on a silver platter… but he didn’t. Fox was grateful for that, though he must admit, it was pretty humiliating to lose his ship. Besides, Wolf had never schemed in secret to betray him for fame; Krystal was the one who had worked out the details of the plan. In fact, she was the only one who suggested it and put it to action. And she’d orchestrated the whole thing not just to help Star Wolf gain any sort of reward; more so she did it to spite Fox. And thanks to her, they were left on Katina with hardly anything.
The past was the past, however. He was glad to see his robotic assistant, and he was glad that he still had the Great Fox.
ROB acknowledged their presence with a robotic “Good morning.”
“Morning, ROB,” replied Fox. “Where’s the crew?”
“Falco is in his quarters, dressing himself. Slippy is en route to Corneria via his Arwing. He is accompanied by Amanda, his fiancée, who is piloting her personal starfighter, the Tadpole, along with Slippy here.”
“Then that means Featherhead’s the one we see first,” concluded Katt.
“Well, it’ll give us something to talk about while we wait for briefing,” Fox said, shrugging.
Falco promptly arrived on the bridge, clad in his red jumpsuit. The usually irritable pheasant looked somewhat cheerful while he fiddled with his front zipper.
“Hey, Fox,” he said, then added with a slightly disheartened “Katt…”
Katt crossed her arms, fuming.
“Good-for-nothing turkey…” she was thinking grumblingly.
“Just the person we wanted to talk to,” said Fox, sounding a bit extra cheerful. “We got some news for you.”
“Yeah, Fal…” added Katt. “We’re doing a lot better now since two nights ago.”
Falco sniggered. “What, you two went to a strip club, like I suggested?”
Fox looked confused. He leaned over to Katt’s ear.
“I thought you came up with that idea, Katt,” Fox whispered.
“That’s what Falco told me to do that made me so mad,” explained Katt silently back to Fox.
“Yeah, well, I kinda did that, too,” Falco told them. “Managed to pick up a real hot babe at this really slutty joint. Real cute robin girl. Rockin’ hips. And let me tell ya… she was a freak.”
“Fascinating…” Katt drawled, her voice dripping with disinterest. “Well, yeah, we did go to a club, but… something unexpected happened.”
Katt now sidled up to Fox, wrapping her arm around and behind his neck. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
“Yeah,” said Fox. “Katt and I are going out now.”
There was a small pause as Falco attempted to piece together the possibility in his mind. He extended a feather like a finger and moved it between the two, pointing back and forth as if trying to make sense of the statement he’d just heard.
The sudden guffaw made Fox and Katt jump half a foot in the air. Next thing they knew, Falco was doubling over in hysterics.
“HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HAAAA! AHHHH, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA…!”
Fox and Katt watched as Falco literally laughed his guts out at the totally absurd possibility of those two getting together.
“OH-HO, WOO HOO HOO! Oh, my…! Oh, that’s rich! Aww, man, I… I’m sorry… it… it’s just… you… and K… WAAAH, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HAAAAAAAA!!!”
Fox and Katt now stared with deadpan expressions – huge sweatdrops running down the side of their respective heads, in addition – as they watched Falco continue his fit of hilarity, tears rolling down his beak. He was soon even breaking into a fit of coughs, he was so caught up in his tangle of incredulity. He must have assumed that Fox and Katt as an item was about as outlandish a possibility as when he’d heard that Slippy was getting married. Actually, Falco had laughed quite hard back then, when Fox told him about Amanda. Fox even prompted him to stop, but when he tried to keep himself from amused exclamation, he still couldn’t help but guffaw and clutch his gut; he was laughing that hard. This scenario mirrored Falco’s reaction to that past exchange.
After a good long laugh, Falco stood back up, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Ahh, that was a good laugh,” sighed the avian. “That was quite the gag. Good one, you two.”
But Fox and Katt weren’t laughing. In fact, smug grins had plastered their faces.
“This isn’t a joke, Fal.”
The simple statement prompted Falco to freeze, as if he’d walked into a room with a really dangerous creature in it.
“Wh… wait, what? Seriously?”
Fox simply pulled Katt into a fierce, powerful kiss, and Katt even raised up her leg for Fox to grab as he pulled her in. Falco stared with bugging-out eyes and a dropped jaw as his two closest friends made out with great fervor in front of him; he’d undoubtedly blanked out.
When they separated, Falco was still staring. He looked like he was in an anime, and he was reacting cartoonishly as was the creed of that kind of animation.
“Uh-oh,” said Fox. “I think we just blinded Falco.”
“Oh, Fox,” Katt twittered. “We were supposed to prove we were in a relationship… not traumatize the poor bastard.”
“Wha… I… you two…” Falco was tripping over his words like he was just learning to speak. Then he managed, “HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!?”
“Well, after we went to the club, Katt sort of came on to me, and… well…”
“One thing led to another. We needed some serious loving.”
“Hold on a second.” Falco’s feathered hands were up. “You SLEPT with Katt?! You never even did that with the bitch she replaced!”
Fox decided to ignore Falco referring to Krystal so rudely. But it was true. He’d had no actual experience in bed prior to his carnal encounter with Katt after the club. Though, this should matter… why?
“Yeah, we took each other’s virginity… what’s it to ya?”
“Y-Y-YOU…” Falco seemed like he wanted to interject somehow, but he quickly receded. “…you have a good point there.”
“So pleased to have your approval,” Katt sighed with sardonic tone. “And no, this isn’t some plot to try and make you jealous so you and me can hook up. I’m over you, Falco.”
Falco stared. “For real?” he asked in a barely audible, disbelieving voice.
Katt nodded as if to confirm this.
“HALLELUJAH!” Falco crowed happily. “IT’S ABOUT FREAKING TIME!”
An awkward pause followed.
“Wait…” Falco suddenly realized he’d expressed a great deal of excitement over a certain unpopular topic, like politics. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?”
“Yep,” said Katt emotionlessly.
She then made the move to strike Falco across the beak with her open hand.
“OWW!” complained Falco, rubbing the place where Katt had slapped him. “Agh… Yeah, I guess I deserved that.”
“Yeah, you did,” said Katt irritably.
Fox decided to switch subjects at that point.
“Yeah… OK, maybe we should get to business now,” he said with a great amount of ‘I wanna change the tone before things start getting violent.’ “We need a check. ROB, do we have 100% fuel?”
“Great Fox is fully fueled and will be driving at optimal capacity for an estimated 4 months, 23 days, and 5 hours.”
“Good, ROB,” said Fox. He turned to Falco. “Are we fully stocked?”
“I checked last night before I went to that club,” Falco told him. “But I noticed some of the plasma cells we use for the Great Fox’s main cannons weren’t where I thought they were. Of course, I was hasty to get out and go, so I might not have looked everywhere.”
“Then we need a double check.” Fox handed Katt a clipboard with a paper regarding the Great Fox’s inventory. “Katt, you can see to that, can’t you?”
“Whatever you say, handsome,” Katt purred, before walking away with a joviality in her walk.
Falco watched as Katt walked off to the hangar. Once she was gone, he walked up dangerously close to Fox.
“Listen, Fox,” said Falco in a low, threatening snarl. “I’m glad Katt has something in you, but if you drive her away and she comes back to betray us like your last girlfriend…” He suddenly grabbed Fox’s collar. “I will… kill you.”
Fox’s eyes widened. Falco had suddenly become the overprotective papa bear for Katt, whom he usually acted very rudely towards. But he supposed it was justified. Falco had known Katt longer than Fox had, and he considered her a close friend. Naturally, he wouldn’t want anything to happen to her, despite the fact that her former infatuation for him was the reason he usually brushed her off.
“Falco, you needn’t worry,” he told him as Falco relinquished his grip. “I love Katt, and I won’t turn her into another you-know-who. I know you think of her as a sister.”
“Of course, I do, Fox!” Falco said, as if it were obvious. “I’m just not the kind to settle down. I’m a free bird, and I just go where the wind takes me… with exceptions,” he added, poking Fox’s chest. “But seriously, you take care of Katt, or I’m putting a plasma round in your head. Clear?”
“Clear,” responded Fox quietly. “Though I’m glad to see there’s a real person underneath all that abrasive exterior.”
“Oh, don’t make me go all mushy, Fox! I’ve got a reputation to uphold. And don’t tell that to Katt, either, or you’re done.”
“Fine, fine…” chuckled Fox.
Suddenly, the bridge door opened and Katt reappeared.
“Everything’s accounted for,” Katt told them. “We’re ready.”
“Good work, Katt,” said Fox happily, giving her a peck on the cheek.
“Oh yeah, also, we’ve got some visitors,” she added as the door opened once again. Slippy Toad and Amanda stepped onto the bridge. Slippy was wearing his usual yellow mechanic clothes and red cap, while Amanda suited herself in a green jumpsuit with combat stilettos. Her yellow bow was on as always, appearing somewhat like locks of hair of her own; it made her look like she was blonde.
“Good to see ya, Fox,” chuckled Slippy as he and Amanda arrived.
“Likewise, Mister Fox!” chirped Amanda cheerfully.
“Please,” said Fox modestly. “It’s just Fox.”
“And we got an extra surprise, too,” said Slippy. “After you hung up, I got a call from an old friend.”
The door was opened once again. An all-too-familiar greyhound wearing a standard-issue helmet of the Cornerian Army and a white jacket stepped forward onto the bridge.
“I once said I was glad we were on the same team, Fox,” he said. “And you said I owed you one.”
“Bill!” Fox ran up and hugged his oldest friend from the Academy.
“Heh, heh… Yeah,” Bill said as he pulled away. “Fay’s idea. She said that I should join Star Fox alongside you guys.”
“You mean you decided to quit the Army after all?”
“To be fair, Fox? I was really jealous of you when you went and saved the Lylat System by yourself. Fay agrees with me, that I wasn’t making much difference staying on Katina. And when we fought Andross and the Aparoids together, I felt like I was doing something.”
“So, you resigned?”
“Yeah,” said Bill. “To be honest, there are a lot of friends I have in the Army. Good men and women. Friends of mine. I hate leaving… but they understand what I wanna do. Their support’s what’s got me here. I’d be honored to join Star Fox… if you’ll have me…”
“Bill,” said Fox earnestly as he gripped his friend’s shoulder. “If I’m headed for Hell, itself, then I couldn’t think of a damn better wingmate by my side.”
“Glad to hear,” said Bill, as they hugged once again. “It’ll be just like old times.”
Fox grinned at the sound of that. It’d been so long since he and Bill had flown together.
“Hey, about Fay,” Fox said abruptly. “Is she gonna be OK?”
“She’ll be fine, Fox,” said Bill. “But I do want you guys to come when the baby’s born. I wanna include you in his or her extended family.”
“Aww,” said all the others on the bridge, save ROB, who was still prepping launch procedures.
“We’d love to come…” Fox said happily. “And I’ll remember to talk to Fay later.”
As this exchange ended, ROB let out an announcement.
“Great Fox is ready to go. All flight procedures checked. Engines and FTL Drives at optimum capacity. We are ready to leave anytime.”
“Sounds good, ROB,” said Fox. “We’re picking up Lucy Hare on Fichina, first, and then we’ll head to the weapons facility on Macbeth.”
But even as ROB was making the final adjustments to get the Great Fox into the air, the door to the bridge swung open yet again. A female robin fitting the description Falco gave Fox and Katt earlier was standing in the doorway. She was simply clad in a thin t-shirt and panties. Nothing else was on her body.
“Falco! You said you’d tell me when the ship had to leave!” she complained.
“Oh, oh! Sorry, Molly, I just… well…” Falco went red as he turned to the onlookers alongside him. They looked a bit overtaken by awkwardness.
“I know, you were chatting up with your friends,” said the robin named Molly, as if this were obvious. “But I need to leave so I can get to work! I‘m a cashier at a supermarket, and it’s my shift today!”
“Alright. Molly, I’m gonna be perfectly honest with you…” Falco said slowly. “I had no idea you were still on the ship.” When he was responded by an indignant scowl from the female avian, Falco hastily turned to ROB. “ROB! STOP THE DAMN SHIP SO THE LADY CAN GET OFF!”
As the others began to laugh at Falco’s predicament and expense, Katt simply sighed without expression as she watched her former crush fuss at the android.
“Wow…” thought Katt. “I’m beginning to think I dodged a plasma round…”
Oh, boy, oh, boy! I get excited, don’t I! So Bill joins Star Fox, and I’ll be writing Lucy’s likeness in Chapter 5. Hope you enjoyed the humorous parts.
Also, I want Amanda to be the hyperactive girl of the series, like Pinkie Pie is in My Little Pony (I’m sort of a Brony, so sue me!). And we’ll be getting a surprise appearance of another character on Macbeth you might recognize from the comics, plus a couple of OCs I am happy to introduce to you all.
Alright, the next chapter, we’re gonna have a different kind of action other than lemons (I want to make a point that this isn't just a plotless lemon fic). I can’t wait! But I'm gonna have to. And you will, too. The following chapters revolve around a lot of action, so I'm gonna do my best to make it good. Hang in there, loyal readers.