Author's note: This is a rewrite of the first (terrible) StarFox story I tried to make ੨( ･᷄ ︵･᷅ )ｼ. I had an idea for it, but the way I was executing it wasn't my cup of tea, so I decided to scrap the old one and come out with a new one altogether. Hopefully it's better than the old one. If not, well atleast I tried. Enjoy! （⌒▽⌒）
"66… 67… 68… Ah! 69!"
Marcus looked at the door with a smile. This was his room for the rest of the year, his first year at the Cornerian academy. As Marcus opened the door, he heard the song Holiday by Green Day becoming clearer and clearer. When the door was completely open, Marcus immediately noticed a black sheep laying lazily on a preset couch. He was wearing a red plaid jacket with with a black shirt on the inside and black jeans as well as black shoes. His left horn had a red necklace hanging from it and he had intense yellow eyes. He also had a notable tan. The sheep awkwardly glared at Marcus who was just awkwardly looking at him as he strolled into the room. After a few seconds, the sheep turned back and began to bob his head in accordance with the song. Marcus walked in with his luggage, occasionally looking back at the sheep.
Is he my roommate? He looks kinda… strange.
Marcus continued to bring out his stuff from his luggage while at the same time looking at his roommate as he changed the song to New Perspective by Panic! At The Disco. The sheep was becoming increasingly irritated with Marcus. If he was going to come in, then come in. It was obvious that they were roommates. He knew that, but apparently Marcus didn't. If he did, then he wouldn't be looking at him with that awkward face on. What was it? Was it him? Or is he not sure if he's in the right room? If that was the case, then why won't he just ask if he's in the wrong room? Is he stupid or something? Does he think that he's being slick with the little glances he throws at him? The sheep, being thoroughly fed up, glanced back at Marcus with an annoyed look on.
"Can I help ya, mate?"
Marcus noticed the hostility in the sheep's voice. Had he done something wrong?
"N-no!"
"Why are ya starin' then, mate?" The sheep almost instantly replied.
"Well… why are you staring?" Marcus countered.
"... I asked you first, mate."
"I asked you second."
"..."
"..."
"You're a cheeky arsehole now aren't ya?"
"Hey!"
"Hey yourself, mate! You're the one lookin' at me like I'm a bloody monster!"
"I'm sorry! You stared at me, so I stared back! If it bothers you that much I'll stop, okay?"
"Alright, mate…"
With that, the song was over and the sheep got up to change the song. Marcus suddenly got curious about the music.
"Hey, um…" Marcus started.
"The name's Ramsey, mate. Ramsey Monroe. So what's yours, huh?" Ramsey said.
Monroe?! Like… Katt Monroe?! Marcus thought. No… no he couldn't be. He looks nothing like her. Besides, wouldn't he be a catbird combination?
Marcus shrugged off the idea, figuring it'd be best to leave it alone.
"Marcus. Marcus McCloud."
"... You're the Fox McCloud's son, mate?"
Now on normal circumstances, Ramsey wouldn't have believed that. However, Marcus looked a lot like him now that he thought about it (well… he matched the pictures he'd seen). In addition, he seemed modest about it. Most people claiming to be the son or daughter of Fox McCloud would pronounce it as it they were so high and mighty. It didn't matter either way. He'd treat him the same as anyone else.
"Yeah…"
Marcus felt bad. Usually when people figured out who his dad was, they'd bow down and kiss his feet. He sighed and got ready for whatever Ramsey was going to say in order to apologize. Ramsey however felt no obligation to do anything for Marcus. Just because his father is a hero doesn't mean that he's a saint.
"Alright then, ma— er Marcus. So what do you what, huh?"
Ramsey's response left Marcus surprised.
He… didn't seem to care.
"Well… I was just wondering… do you happen to have the song Pompeii by Bastille? If so, then could you play it?" Marcus asked.
Ramsey looked at Marcus with a blank face on, making Marcus feel extremely uncomfortable. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ramsey's face turned into a small smirk.
"Well, it's a cracking song now isn't it? Sure, mate. I'll play it for ya. Think of it as an apology for narkin' on ya."
Ramsey then got up and changed the song. Marcus smiled and then continued to unpack his stuff. Eventually, Marcus began to hear Ramsey singing along.
Wow. He sure does like his music…
"H-hello?"
Marcus's head turned to the door to see a toad with two bags of luggage. He seemed shy, but nice. Ramsey glared in annoyance. He hated people who hesitate too much. This toad looked like the type to hesitate on living.
"Bloody hell, Whaddaya want, mate? Tryin' to listen to my music!"
The toad jumped at Ramsey's words.
"I-I'm suppose to be in room 69 with two other roommates! I just wanted to say hi! Don't be mad at me!" The toad blurted.
"Hello." Marcus called. "Sorry about Ramsey, he's a little… rough."
"You haven't seen rough yet, mate…" Ramsey mumbled. "So who in the bloody blazes are you?"
"Kelvin Toad. The first born son of Slippy Toad!" Kelvin announced proudly.
Ramsey glares back at Marcus and then back at Kelvin.
Why in the bloody hell did they pair me up with the sons of the Lylat's greatest? Bollocks. Absolute bollocks. Kat, you had a hand in this, didn't you? Bloody hell…
"Ramsey?!" Marcus called.
Ramsey turned to face Marcus and Kelvin, who seemed like they'd known each other forever. He sighed.
"What is it, mate?"
"What else could it be? It's fate!" Kelvin said. "He's the son of Fox McCloud. I'm the son of Slippy Toad—"
"...And you're the son of Katt Monroe, right?" Marcus interrupted.
He had a hunch that Ramsey had some relation to her. Maybe a nephew? Grandson? Ramsey looked at Marcus with a surprised look on.
How in the bleedin' hell…
"Oh my gosh! Really!?" Kelvin asked as he rushed up to Ramsey.
At this point, Kelvin was rocking back and forth from the excitement that was building up in him. Ramsey sighed.
"Well… actually, I'm her apprentice, mate. She found me while on a mission and decided to take me along with her. But I guess you could say that she's my, mum. She did have to take care of me."
Heck yeah! I knew I was right! Marcus thought triumphantly.
"This is totally fate!" Kelvin screeched. "We were all destined to meet up together! All we need now is the Peppy Hare of the group! This is so awesome! We can be the best of Friends! Who knows?! We could make up the new Star Fox!"
Marcus liked the sound of that idea.
"Yeah!"
Both Marcus and Kelvin looked towards Ramsey who surprisingly had a small grin on.
"Well I wouldn't exactly call this "fate", mate", but eh. What the hell? Sure. Ya made it sound smashing, Kelvin."
Kelvin clapped his hands together.
"Yes! But… what should we be called? Using the same name makes me feel like a wannabe… "
Marcus and Ramsey looked at each other and then back at Kelvin. They didn't know. So the three began to think up names for their group.
"How 'bout Energy Star?" Ramsey suggested. "Sounds cool to me, mate."
"Oh! How about The Tremendously Wonderful Assault Team?" Kelvin asked.
"That sure is a mouthful…" Marcus commented.
Ramsey shook his head distastefully.
"Mate, that spells "T.W.A.T."
"Opps! Sorry! Then how about… Star Heros In Training?"
Ramsey sighed.
"Mate, that's even worse! It spells S.H.I.T."
"Darn it! I can't seem to think of any good names!"
"How about… Star Fox… Future?" Marcus suggested.
"Sounds good to me." Ramsey said.
He was indifferent about the name, just so long as Kelvin didn't come up with it.
"But it has "Star Fox" in it!" Kelvin whined. "Can't it be like… Future Assault Gang?"
"F.A.G.?" Ramsey questioned. "I'd rather go with S.F.F., mate."
Kelvin sighed. (As much as he hated to admit it) Ramsey was right. It's was the best name they could come up with right now.
"Okay… We'll go with Star Fox Future."
All three agreed with the name and soon found it to their liking. It's like Star Fox, but in the future. As nighttime approached, the three began to ready themselves for their first day of school. Marcus pulled out his phone so that he could text his parents only to find that he had 19 messages from his mom, Krystal.
Well, at least I know she's concerned.
Marcus sighed and began text his message.
Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I'm doing okay. I even made a few friends that happen to be related to your comrades. I tell you more about it tomorrow.
"Oi! Marcus! Turn off the lights, mate! Gotta get some sleep! Tomorrow's the first day ya know." Ramsey called.
"Right!" Marcus said as he got up to turn off the lights.
Tomorrow's the first day. Marcus thought. I wonder what's in store…
With that, Marcus dozed off. Tomorrow is a new day.
Well, there you have it! A new Star Fox team is forming! Now I need to clear somethings up. First, Slippy does have a son that joins the future team of Star Fox but they don't give him a name so I decided to name him Kelvin. Second, Ramsey is British so he uses a lot of British slang like "mate" or "bloody". Bollocks basically means something bad. Cheeky means you're being a smartass. Arse means ass. Narking is bad mouthing. Cracking means great. Smashing means awesome. I think that's it. Review if you like and thanks for reading! മ◡മ