Fox McCloud stepped out of his room at around 5 in the morning, looking out into the vast emptiness of space; it had become part of his usual routine for the past 10 or so years now. Although he had taken a shower just a few minutes before, he still felt extremely groggy. He kept walking down the long, semi-bland hallway, passing Falco Lombardi's room, then Slippy Toad's, and then Krystal's. Seeing her name on her door always made him smile in the morning; he had grown a fond attachment to the blue vixen, so much of one that he had contemplated asking her to be his mate, though he usually chickened out within 10 feet away of her when he tried. He continued on, navigating down the complex hallways of the Great Fox and into the kitchen.

"I thought you weren't much of a morning person, Krystal." The vulpine had stumbled across her once he entered the room. She looked god-awful tired with purple bags under her eyes and about 4 empty mugs, once presumably filled with coffee.

"Heh," she gave a sly look, "I couldn't sleep, really." Fox walked over to the coffee machine across from her. He pushed a few buttons, and soon the coffee began to pour.

"...Do you wanna talk about it?" he hesitated.

"Oh! Uh..." Krystal began.

Damnit, I pressured her, didn't I?, Fox thought

"I've been stressed recently-about the whole Aparoid thing, anyway. I mean, I know it's been a few months, and that we got rid of every last one of them, but I just feel horrible knowing everyone had been harmed, or even killed. We could've kept Falco and Slippy near Corneria while you and I took care of Sauria; then General Pepper would've been safe. And when Peppy practically-"

"Krystal," Fox held her hand for comfort, "It's okay. We didn't know that the Aparoids would attack Corneria City, and Peppy did what he had to do to get us through the shield. Believe me, I feel the same way here and there. But what had happened, happened. We can't prevent it now. Besides, everyone who had been in danger is now safe."

She looked down at the table, unsure of what to say. A ding went off, signaling Fox's coffee was ready.

"It'll be okay, Krystal."

"I know, Fox." she sighed.

"You want pancakes for breakfast?"

"You know it, Foxy-boy!" she had teased him, causing his orange fur to turn a dark red. It wasn't often when he'd make his amazing pancakes.

Within half an hour, everyone began smelling breakfast, and in 15 minutes , everyone was waiting for their food. After it was all done and everyone ate, Fox began cleaning up, everyone but Krystal doing whatever else there was to do. She volunteered to help him clean the dishes, which both were extremely thankful for, since here and there they would accidentally touch hands. Once they finished, they both sat down at the table.

"So, Krystal?" Fox asked, a large knot appearing in his stomach.

"Hmm?", she tilted her head and gave him a cute confused face.

"Uh..wh-what do you think of StarFox as of recent?"

"Oh! Well," she began, "I've loved it ever since day one. I mean, everyone's so nice to me, especially you, Fox."

"Th-thanks...", the vulpine began blushing again.

"What do you think of it?"

"Well," Fox cleared his throat, "I mean, it can be fun, but it can also be pretty tough. I remember before you joined, we were asked to do a bounty. Since we didn't really know what we were doing, the guy figured us out, and Peppy had to actually lure him into the Great Fox before we managed to corner him. The point is, it took about a week to successfully get the job done."

"I see..."

They both sat around twiddling their thumbs, thinking of something to say. In a moment of pure luck, Slippy came in to break the awkwardness.

"Guys, guys," the Toad croaked, "General Pepper is on the communication link! He says he's got an important message!"

Fox and Krystal looked at each other for a second before looking back at Slippy, getting up and walking into the command room.

"What's the new mission, General?" Falco's heavy Brooklyn accent was getting even more heavy.

"Members of StarFox," the old Nixon-sounding hound began, "After a while of reconsideration and reconstruction, we have decided to give you two weeks of a vacation, consider it a paid IOU for single-handedly defeating the Aparoid Queen."

Everyone gasped in awe. "But General," Peppy budged in, "What if there's an attack somewhere by StarWolf? Who'll stop them?"

"You've got nothing to worry about, . If a problem arises, we'll order a troop to go and stop it. You'll have two weeks to do whatever you want. The only thing I couldn't get was living quarters for you. Being on the Great Fox doing nothing for two weeks seems less...vacation-y."

"We can all crash at my old place," Fox quickly added, "I believe it should still be in my name."

"Great," General Pepper howled, "Consider it in action. Take care, StarFox. Pepper out."

The message ended, leaving everyone to start heading their rooms to pack for Corneria. To Fox, these two weeks with Krystal were going to be the best thing to ever happen to him.

A/N: Hey, hey, first actual non-one-shot! I had an idea for a vacation plotting in the back of my mind, and now I finally get to use it! I'm gonna be updating this story probably every weekend, at least once. I'm also thinking about adding Katt into the story, but I'm not too sure yet. Reviews would be nice, and (obviously) I don't own StarFox.