I'm back! Hello and welcome to the story I promised! Also I'd like to say, this is NOT a Krystal/Fox story. I hope you enjoy!
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. The alarm clock rang, signaling the time for a light brown vulpine to wake up and start his day. Fox slammed the snooze button and groaned as he sat up in his bed. It was a month after the Aparoid Invasion, Peppy became the new general of the Corneria Defense Force. Slippy got married, and helps his dad making new tech for the army. Falco, well he's Falco, he ran off, most likely to some bar, partying all night, getting over hangovers all day. Krystal and Fox well they're dating, nothing too serious, but Fox is hoping to marry her after a month or two. Fox has a job as a chef at Corneria's finest and most famous restaurant; he had a job as a professor at the Academy, but found he loved to cook so he went for the job he enjoyed the most.
Fox got up out of bed and made some breakfast, he then proceeded to go to the bathroom. Then, he ran the hot water, and brushed his teeth while he was waiting. Finally, after the shower, he grabbed his uniform and walked out the door.
Fox walked up to the restaurant, big neon letters spelling out "Pho Paws". It was named after a spectacular, and most famous, meal dubbed "Pho". He opened the employee doors and clocked in, signaling the beginning of his eight-hour shift.
The day went on, same old, same old, hundreds of furs to serve and meals to make. After Fox's shift, he began his journey back home. He did not live too close to the workplace, but it was close enough to walk to.
As he was making his way back home, he heard a loud clanging noise, it sounded like metal being slammed against metal in an alleyway nearby. Being the curious fox he was, he walked down said alley. His footsteps echoed off the walls of the long, dark path. He walked until he saw a dark figure sitting on the ground with a plate. He walked up to the figure and found that it was a grey lupine. Fox's body was flooded with anger, hate, but what stood out above all else was to thank him, if it wasn't for him he would be rotting in his grave. The lupine had his claws out; using them as spoons to pick up the leftover food from "Pho Paws".
"You aren't going to eat that are you?" Fox asked, realizing what he was about to do. The lupine jumped up, and swung for the vulpine, claws still out. He jumped back, narrowly dodging the razor sharp claws that could've sliced him in half. "Easy there, Wolf," Fox said with surprise, heart hammering against his chest from the near-death experience.
"You." Wolf said with venom in his voice, stomping towards the younger male. "You did this, I save your sorry ass, and helped destroy the Aparoid Queen, but YOU get all the fame and glory," Wolf grabbed hold of Fox's neck, and pinned him against the wall. "But what do I get? I get nothing! NOTHING! In fact, they took away my space station, because they thought I was the cause of the Invasion, leaving me homeless!" The lupine raised his free paw, claws out, getting armed for the kill. "And now I can finally get my revenge." He swung his raised arm down, going for the kill.
Fox closed his eyes, waiting for the blow to come, but it never came. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Wolf with his paw near his face, a look of hesitation painted on him. The vulpine took this opportunity to kick Wolf in the stomach, causing him to stagger backwards and let go of Fox's neck. The younger male charged for the lupine, not giving him any time to recover. He threw a punch toward him, but Wolf caught it; picking up the smaller male and throwing him down on the ground. He went to pin Fox, but he rolled over, narrowly dodging the attack.
Both canines circled around, staring at each other. "Fuck this." Fox said, reaching down for his blaster. He raised it up and...gave the blaster to Wolf.
"What the hell, Fox?" Wolf asked, taking the blaster, dumbfounded.
"I'm tired of fighting with you, I want to just live my life normally, for me it's just the same thing each and everyday, getting up, working nine to five, going to bed. I used to love my job, but even that got boring after awhile." Fox said, getting on his knees. "Go ahead, Wolf, death won't be much different."
The lupine grinned, he finally had his enemy, his rival, at his mercy. He could end it all right now, end Fox, his enemy. He turned the blaster to max power, it would be able to kill, no matter where it hits. He took aim, straight for Fox's heart. Wolf took a deep breathe, steadying the shot, then he looked at the vulpine's face, he had a look of relief, accepting his fate. Wolf's paws started moving uncontrollably, so he put both paws on the handle, hoping to keep it steady.
"DAMMIT," Wolf yelled and threw the blaster on the stone path. "Why can't I just fucking kill you!"
"Wolf?" Fox said, jumping at the sudden burst of anger.
"I've had so many chances to end you, and each time I backed off like a fucking coward!"
"Wolf are you alright?"
"No Fox I'm not alright, I'm homeless, hungry, my clothes are falling apart, and everyday I sit in silence, no one to talk to, no mate, no friends, just me." Wolf said, anger suddenly turning to depression. "I could have just killed you, turned your head in to people who want you dead, and lived the rest of my life happy."
"Then why didn't you end me?"
"I don't FUCKING know, Fox!" Wolf's depression returning to anger.
"Well, uh, I know this isn't the best time, but do you want to go eat?" Fox asked. "Since you're hungry."
"I don't need your pity, Fox."
"Wolf, you're coming to eat, and that's final." Fox grabbed the lupine's arm and led him back to the street.
"Fucking let go, Fox!" Wolf jerked his hand back, releasing the grip on his wrists.
"Eres un terco pedazo de mierda," Fox said, not being able to control his habit.
"What was that?"
"Oh nothing, I just called you a stubborn piece of shit." Fox said, matter-of-factly.
"Oh now you're going to get it." Wolf said angrily, charging after Fox.
Wolf chased after the vulpine down the street. He knocked over furs trying to get back home from their jobs. Fox suddenly stopped in front of a large structure, he turned around, waiting for the lupine to catch up.
"We're here," Fox said, as Wolf was getting ready to pounce. Wolf stared at Fox, tilting his head to the side, wondering what he meant. Fox just raised his paw, pointing his finger up toward a neon sign, showing the name of the structure behind him.
"Pho Paws?" Wolf started, "that sounds like faux pas, you know like a socially awkward or tactless act."
"Hey! This is the best restaurant in all of Corneria, give it a chance."
"Fine." Wolf gave in, knowing that Fox wasn't going to give up. Fox turned around and signaled Wolf to follow. As they walked inside, a waiter showed them to a booth in the corner, just how Fox liked it.
"Who's you're boyfriend, Fox?" the waiter asked.
"Kevin! This is Wolf, and he's not my boyfriend."
"Uh huh, already cheating on Krystal?"
"Shut up and get us some drinks," Fox's and Wolf's blushes obvious.
Kevin, the waiter, went to go get some drinks. Fox usually got the same thing each time, and Wolf just ordered steak, Fox was glad Wolf wasn't a picky eater.
"So you and Krystal huh?" Wolf asked. "Also what was the deal with that Spanish thing?"
"Yeah, Krystal and I have been dating for a month, and it's a habit of mine, whenever I start to lose my patience I'll say something like that, because not many people know Spanish here, and I don't want them trying to kill me."
"Uh huh," Wolf said, leaning back and closing his eyes. The two canines waited for their food to arrive. After a few minutes, the waiter came and gave them their orders. He also put a vaseful of flowers and a candle on the table.
"Here's something special for you and your boyfriend." Kevin said, lighting the candle. "Turn on the music!" On cue, "I'll Make Love to You" came on.
"Can you turn off that fucking music?" Fox asked, feeling a blush creep up.
"Nope," Kevin said, laughing, "enjoy, you two."
"Perra." Fox said, going to eat his meal. Fox wanted to make conversation to drown out the song, but found nothing to talk about, and they both was trying to eat their meals. "Close your eyes, make a wish..." the song started, Fox had no choice but to listen to it, "...I'll make love to you, like you want me to..."
"You alright Fox?" Wolf asked, noticing Fox trying to hide himself.
"Just this damn song is making this awkward."
"Just ignore it."
"It's kind of hard to ignore "your wish is my command" and "I'll hold you tight, baby all through the night.""
"Have fun listening to the song then," Wolf chuckled. They finished the rest of their meals, neither talking to the other. Fox had to endure love song after love song, but Wolf seemed to not mind at all.
Fox went to go pay for the meals. After that was all said and done, the two walked outside. "Hey, uh, Wolf?"
"Yes, pup?" Wolf asked, walking toward his "home."
"Since you don't live anywhere, I was wondering if," Fox hesitated, "if you would like to live at my place."
"You have to be crazy, I try to kill you, you ask me to dinner, and now you're asking me to come live with you?"
"I just thought that a couch would be more comfortable than stone."
"Eh, true, uh sure I guess."
"Great," Fox started walking down the sidewalk, "follow me." The two continued walking, until they found a dirt path leading to a normal-looking house.
"You live here?" Wolf asked. "I thought the "Hero of Lylat" would be living in a mansion, with a garden stretching four times the size of the house."
"I thought there was no point in having fifty spare bedrooms, and I don't like large houses."
Fox opened the door; the two walking into a living room. "This is where you can sleep," Fox signaled toward the couch. "I'll get you a pillow and a blanket."
"Alright, could you make it two pillows?"
"Sure, Wolf" Fox walked upstairs and grabbed the items. He walked back downstairs to see Wolf taking off his tattered shirt and jeans. Fox stopped and gawked at Wolf's muscles covering his body.
"Fox, I know I'm hot, but you need to stop staring so we can go to bed." Wolf said, catching Fox red-handed.
"Oh shit, sorry Wolf, uh here you go, a blanket and two pillows," Fox stuttered. "Good night, Wolf."
"Good night, and Fox?"
"Yes, Wolf?" Fox asked, turning around.
"T-thank you, this has been the best night ever since the Invasion," Wolf struggled to say.
"You're very welcome, Wolf, I had fun, besides the music." Fox said, making both of them chuckle, turning back around, he would've stayed up and talk to Wolf, but he really needed to go to bed; for work in the morning. He flopped on the soft mattress, covered up, and went to bed, glad that tomorrow will be his last day to work, he was ready for the weekend.
Thank you, dear reader, for reading all the way to the end. I hope you found everything ok at the very least. On this story I tried harder, and I had some help, I'd like to thank said helper (You know who you are). I will update sometime, I can't promise a time, things can happen. Until next time!