It was another boring day aboard the Great Fox for the famous mercenary team. Fox, Falco, Peppy, Slippy, and Krystal went about their normal business as always until a job came up. Granted, in galactic peace, those came fairly rarely, so most of the time Star Fox just, well, floated there like a spacebound household.
"Agh! Slippy!" bellowed a young vulpine in his mid to late twenties. He and three wingmates were playing Super Smash Bros Melee while Peppy sat back with a newspaper.
"How do you like them apples?" taunted the toad as he jumped his character, Link, around the stage. Fox and Falco, playing as themselves, KO'd the frog shortly after, only to be smashed seconds later by Mario, who was controlled by Krystal. The battle went on for a while longer, until finally the game was up and cut to Falco doing his victory dance.
"Ha, you guys can't touch me." gloated the bird as he stretched his arms out. Slippy scowled.
"Rematch!" cried the annoyed Toad. Falco almost always won, but there was always that chance he'd slip up. Everyone agreed to start the next game, when Peppy threw down his paper.
"Guys! Guys!" shouted the elderly Hare as if he were a child again. "There's been a recent breakthrough in technology over in Corneria!"
"Huh?" said a confused Fox, not taking his eyes from the screen. Slippy, however, paused the game and whirled around.
"What? What happened?" eagerly asked Slippy, his wide eyes gazing into Peppy's.
"They said that their newest receiver prototype is picking up signals from somewhere far out of the Lylat System! Apparently, it's a network of information very alien to us, yet it has records of our galaxy! Do you know what this means?" Everyone glanced at eachother. Some excited by the news, some confused. "It means, there's intelligent life out there! More advanced than us, even! Cornerian scientists are developing devices to pick up on these signals and put them to use! This network of information just may change the way Lylat lives forever! They've scheduled a public release of these devices that they call "Microsoft Internet Projection Monitors" next month!"
"Microsoft?" questioned Falco right of the bat. "What's that, laundry soap? Tiny laundry soap?"
"I don't think so, Falco." replied Krystal, in deep thought. "Hmm... A record of our galaxy... Do you think it can tell us everything that happened here?"
Peppy's eyes lit up. "That's the best part. Almost everything yet to happen has been documented, and even beyond! There a records of a possible future!"
"You're kidding, right?" asked Fox, who looked very excited himself. "Do you mean that it can tell us what happened to dad? It can tell us if I'll ever see him again?!"
"It seems so." assured Peppy, skimming his eyes back over the paper to make sure he didn't miss anything.
"And Cerinia!" Krystal cut in in a cheery voice. "We can find out what caused Cerinia to explode? Really?"
Peppy again nodded. Slippy looked like he had wet his pants during the excitement. "Guys! We have to order one of these, quick! Dad can probably see about getting us one early! I know he can!"