A/N: Hey guys and gals, TOG is back for very, VERY brief spurts and short stories, (I only have about an hour or two a week to write, so it'll be slow going) this is one of the random ideas I had pop into my head while writing my first story, and I'm going to give it a shot, let me know what you guys think, and I'll either keep going with it, or drop another premise on you!
Enjoy!
TOG.
Crimson & Clover
Chapter 1
A grey bunny was carefully packing the last few items she needed into her duffel bag while an arctic vixen lounged on her friend's small bed, legs hanging over the edge. The doe was dressed in simple jean-shorts with a green blouse emblazoned with a four-leaf clover, The vixen in a pair of tight cut-offs and yellow T-shirt with a daisy.
"Are you done yet?" The vixen asked in mock-annoyance, "I was done packing over an HOUR ago, what's the hold-up?" she finished with an overly dramatic sigh.
"Not everyone wants to dig through a mashed pile of clothing just to grab a toothbrush, Skye." The bunny replied, turning her head toward the vixen with a chuckle, the black tips of her ears swaying with the motion.
Skye simply blew a raspberry at the bunny doe, "Whatever you say, Hopps. We'll never get there before sundown if you don't pick up the pace!" Skye stated, throwing her paws toward the ceiling.
Judy continued placing what she needed in the bag, ignoring her friend's antics.
Skye was swinging her legs over the floor while she watched Judy pack, counting down the minutes until their inevitable exit. "You think we'll meet any neat guys there?" Skye asked, cocking her head to one side, Judy zipped up her bag, satisfied with her packing job.
"Is that the real reason you want to go?" Judy asked, tossing a bag of trail-mix at the vixen, filled to bursting with assorted dried veggies and fish.
"No?"
"You do realize, nearly everyone there is going to be stoned out of their minds in one fashion or another. Yes?"
"Yes!" Skye replied with a fiendish grin, "Except for you, anyway." the two grabbed their respective bags and proceeded to lock up their apartment, making for the stairwell.
"I honestly wouldn't bother going if it weren't you asking, you know that, right?" Judy stated, more than asked.
"Of course I do! But seriously, just wait until we get there, you may not be into everything, but I guarantee you'll find something that sparks your interest... or someone."
Judy rolled her eyes at the comment, "You're incorrigible, Skye. I have more important things to focus on than wasting my time on a hook-up, much less a mate, right now."
"So she says... Little does she realize, life isn't a polite, patient mistress." Skye quipped with a dramatic flair, glancing at the doe currently shaking her head with a smirk.
They buckled up in Judy's car, a green buggy lovingly titled "The Pea" by Skye, and set off down the road. Skye let out a whoop of "Burning Mammal ahoy!" as the car sped off down the city streets.
A russet fox was rolling the last of his loud, pawaiian-print shirts into his backpack while his friend- an otherwise normal bunny, with an unusual set of stripes zig-zagging from his ears down to the collar of his polo, sat in an office chair, lazily spinning.
"Think we'll meet any vixens there?" The bunny asked as he closed the lid to his laptop after coming to a stop.
"It's Burning Mammal, I'd be shocked if we don't run into literally every species in the world, buddy." the fox replied with a lazy smirk.
"No duh, I mean cute ones. Ones that like bunnies, bro."
"I'm sure if they don't already, they'll be taking enough drugs they can be convinced to, Jack."
"You really think we'll be the only ones there not on some funky 'trip'?" The bunny questioned, ears lazily flopping to the side as his head hung over the back of the chair.
"I'd personally be shocked if we met anyone cognizant enough to form a complete sentence, much less carry a conversation." The fox replied with a bark of laughter, adding, "This is your first trip to Burning Mammal, right?"
"Yeah, I had that family deal last time, remember?" Jack said, grinning at the fox. "You sure you've got everything you need in there, Nick?" Jack asked, giving his friend's pack a calculating look.
"Pretty sure, yeah. Got all the necessities." Nick stated, "You got the snacks?" Jack held up a tub of dried goods, as well as a bag of blueberries. "I'd ask if you thought this would be enough, but knowing you, I won't get so much as a pawful of the berries before you go to town and destroy them."
Nick put a paw to his chest, feigning hurt. "Sir, I would never deprive my best bud of these little blue balls of pure heaven. They're straight from the Hopps family farm, you know. Best berries you've ever tasted!"
Jack scoffed at the fox, "Yeah, and I'll believe it if there are any left to taste five minutes down the road."
The two continued their banter down to their car, brimming with excitement for the road trip alone.
Nick buckled in, Jack following suit, before starting the car, a cherry red convertible, and beginning their long drive to the event. "Burning Mammal, here we come!"