Title: Slippy's Diary
Fandom: Star Fox
Pairing/Characters: Slippy, Falco
Warning(s): Abuse of quotes from SF64, and innuendos.
Genre: Humor, Parody
Dear Diary,
Slippy's hit! I built the new Landmaster model. How's the Landmaster, Fox? Fox is my best friend, despite taking too long to get those guys off me. I don't know why they're on me so much. This is really starting to tick me off!
But not as much as Falco. He's a jerk. He pretends to hate everyone, but I think he's trying to steal Fox from me. Hey, he was mine! What's the big idea?
I used to look up to Peppy, until he called me a screw up. Nobody loves me. All I'm trying to do is help. Leave me alone!
Anyway, I'm monkey food if I don't leave. Fox is gonna fight Andross. I'm going to cheer for him louder than Falco does.
FOX!
Now, normally Falco didn't quite care enough about the lives of others to snoop in their personal belongings, but Slippy left that page laying wide open next to the check Falco was going to pick up. The first thing he spotted was his own name of course, and laughed at the thought of him stealing Fox from Slippy. He didn't have to steal anything. He was so awesome that in due time Fox would gravitate toward him naturally.
In the mean time he'd write about it in his own diary and not be dumb enough to leave it on display. He guffawed at the idea, picked up his check, and left.
END