A/N: The characters of Copper the dog and Vixey the fox are (c) Disney. The characters of Chloe the fox, Cinnamon the fox and Copper the fox are (c) by me.

"Okay, so all I need to do is…?"

"Dunk your face in the water, wait for a fish to swim by, then grab it with your teeth."

"Copper, are you sure that's the right way to do it?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

Copper leaned over, peering into the river. It was his first time learning how to fish like a fox and Little Copper was helping him learn. Still, despite the instruction, the brown and tan dog wasn't feeling very confident, to say the least.

"Like this Uncle Copper!" Cinnamon grabbed a tree branch that was lying on the ground, shaking it as hard as he could. "Chloe, catch!" He tossed the branch to Chloe, who caught it in mid-air.

"Then you give it a good bite on the neck, like this." Chloe chomped down hard on the tree branch, shaking it for emphasis. "See? Then it's dead." Copper looked unsure.

"Don't worry, Uncle Copper, I'll show you. Watch me." Little Copper dunked his head in the river, waited a few seconds, then emerged with a fish dangling from his mouth. He placed it down on the ground, put a paw on it, then bent down to bite it. It slapped him in the face, then flopped back over to the riverbank, landing back in the water. His face fell. "Um, I'm not very good at fishing yet."

Copper walked over to him, putting his huge dog paw on the little fox's shoulder. "It's okay. That's better than I could do anyway. You'll get better at it. You're a natural. Me, on the other hand…"

The cub's face brightened. "I'm a natural?"

The brown and tan dog smiled. "Yes."

"Maybe I should try again." The chocolate colored cub looked at Copper, wondering.

"Sure, go ahead."

The little fox cub stuck his head in the river again, grabbing another fish. He placed it down on the ground once more…then forgot to put his paw on it. Once more, it flopped over into the water. The cub sat down on the ground, defeated again. "Awww! What am I doing wrong?"

"Well, for one thing, you didn't pin it to the ground like you're supposed to." Chloe smirked at her brother.

"I was going to."

"Well, you didn't. Here, watch a pro." She sauntered over to the riverbank, daintily leaning her head down into the river. A few seconds later, she popped up, a fish dangling from her mouth. "See, it's not so hard, it's—OW!" The fish smacked Chloe in the eye, effectively gaining its freedom. "Why that little…come here!" Chloe charged over to the river, practically diving in the water. "I'll get you! I swear, I'm going to bite you so hard, it'll…it'll…I don't know, but you're gonna pay!"

Copper rolled over onto his back, both feet up in the air, shaking with laughter. He pointed at his sister. "Some fisher fox you are; you got smacked in the eye! At least I was smart enough to put the fish down."

Chloe glared at her brother, then came charging out of the river until she was standing over him, her fist clenched, ready to punch him. "You wanna make something of it?"

Copper grew serious; he hated being hit. "No."

"Are you sure?" Chloe leaned in closer, leering at him.

"Okay you two, that's enough." Copper stood over both cubs. "Find another way to work it out. I don't want any hitting, okay?"

"Uncle Copper," Chloe whined.

"Don't 'Uncle Copper' me. Walk away. There are better ways to handle conflict. Now where—"

"Hi-ya!" The two cubs and the dog turned just in time to see Cinnamon barging into the river, splashing water everywhere. Unfortunately, Cinnamon's idea of catching a fish was to take it by surprise and wrestle it to death. Not exactly what you would call fishing technique.

Cinnamon came up from underneath the water, dripping wet, spluttering all the way. "Where is he?! Where's that stupid fish?! I had him; I had him in my teeth! Where is he?!" He stopped for a second, panting. He looked around, then slowly walked out of the river.

"Uncle Copper, I had him. I really did. He got away from me!"

Copper looked at him, smiling. Cinnamon was exactly like Tod; mischievous and causing trouble. Well, better here than a chicken coop, he thought. Suddenly, he had an idea. Now, if only the cubs would take him up on the offer. He looked at the three cubs, then smiled. "It seems our fish friend over there is trying to get away from us." The cubs nodded. "Well, I have an idea. A way we can catch him. But, I'm going to need your help. Are you with me?"

The cubs looked at Copper, smiles slowly spreading across their faces "YEAH!