Hooray! My first real story! Note, I'm not writing this alone, I have a friend co-authoring this with me (so if anything goes wrong, you can blame him!) Anywho, this is awesome, I hope you enjoy, and please do enjoy! (OR I WILL DESTROY YOU!)
Disclaimer: I know, you've all heard this before. But, since I don't want to be sued... I do NOT own ANY of the StarFox characters, and I do not own most of the planets/places introduced in this story. HOWEVER: I DO own Savant, Siren, Elasmus, the Shi'Krii empire, the Mysterious Planet, Azriel, the Queen, Psion, the Ensthiasmus, and anything else I decide to create.
Now, leaving you people wondering what all of those things are, we begin our feature presentation...
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Four months had passed since Star Fox had repulsed the Anglar forces, restoring peace once more to the Lylat system. Fox paced back and forth in his dorm room, obviously nervous and wearing a tuxedo. He held a small velvet box in his hands, and had a worried look on his face. "Can I really do this?"he thought to himself, confident that Krystal was not reading his thoughts. "After all I did to her, do I really have the right?" just as he was about to give in to his nervousness, Katt walked in to his door. Encouraged by their success and by Amanda's welcome to the squadron, Katt Monroe has joined their ranks. Her relationship with Falco remains unchanged, but only time may tell what will happen. Fox was startled. "Katt!" he said, surprised. "What are you doing here?" Katt just leaned against the wall, examining her claws.
"Well for the first part," she said, amused, "you weren't thinking to yourself."
"Oh," Fox, said embarrassed.
"And second of all, I know what you were talking about. We ALL know, except Krystal, ironically. Just go for it, Fox. Don't make the same mistake that you did last time."
"I—Alright, I'll do it," Fox replied confidently as he left the room."Oh, and Katt—Thanks. Best of luck with Falco!"
"Whatever!" she laughed.
Fox jogged down the halls of the Great Fox II, his black shoes tapping on the floor. As he went down the hall, he passed Falco. "Hey, Foxie, what's with the getup?" asked the blue Falcon in a mocking tone. Fox turned around, a wide grin spread across his muzzle.
"Falco—I'm gonna do it! I'm asking her today!"Fox was ecstatic.
"Congrats, buddy! Good luck!" Falco laughed letting Fox continue down the hall.
Eventually, Fox came to Krystal's dorm. He was slightly nervous, but he brushed it off and knocked on the door. He heard some rustling from inside the room, and the door slid open. Krystal stood there sleepily, her eyelids drooping, her pretty blue fur matted to one side.
"Hi Fox," she yawned, her muzzle opening wide, revealing her perfect, white, teeth. "What is it?"
"Uh, um, Krystal? Could I, uhm, talk to you for a minute?" Fox stammered, blushing as he noticed that Krystal obviously had taken to wearing her Cerinian outfit to sleep as that was what she was wearing now.
"Yeah, sure thing. Just let me get dressed. By the way, why are you dressed so nicely?"
"Oh, ah, uhm, no reason," Fox said sheepishly.
"Whatever," yawned Krystal, turning around as she let Fox into her room.
Fox was amazed at how organized Krystal's dorm was. It was very different from his. There were no posters clumsily plastered onto the walls, no clothes strewn about the floor, no messes of paperwork cluttering the computer desk, and no messy, un-finished paint job. Instead, the room was painted a mystic blue. The floor was swept and polished, reflecting the dim, purple lighting Krystal had installed Shimmering mobiles hung from the ceiling, and rows of books in an ancient, arcane language lined the walls. On Krystal's desk lay small gemstones, and a mana plant grew in its pot next to the window, Krystal's elegant staff resting in a glass case next to it. However, what caught Fox's eye most was a photograph. It was of him and Krystal, sitting on a Cornerian park bench, sharing their first kiss together. That picture gave him the confidence he needed to do what he had to do. Just then, Krystal walked out of her closet. Fox's jaw dropped. She was wearing a tight purple sweater and long, black jeans. On her forehead, she wore her circlet, and around her neck were the necklaces that she had been wearing when Fox first laid eyes upon the beautiful vixen. All in all, she was gorgeous.
"So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Fox?" she asked, raising one eyebrow quizzically. Fox stood from where he was sitting, and faced her.
"Krystal—all my life I have wondered how people work. How friendships, or even deeper relationships, are formed," he sighed, deep in thought. "For a time, after my parents were killed, I forgot about all of this, but then I received the mission that would change my life. The Sauria incident, when I met you. From that day on, I had something to live for other than myself, and I made the biggest mistake I ever would. After the Aparoid invasion, I became afraid for your safety, and asked you to leave. You did." At this, Fox choked back a sob. "But you forgave me, and you came back to me, even after I had betrayed you. Now, I have something to ask of you, something that, depending on your answer, could either make me, or break me." After saying this, Fox knelt down on one knee, and took out the small velvet box. He gazed into Krystal's eyes, her beautiful, shining eyes, and opened the box, revealing two intertwining bands of silver and gold with a beautiful sapphire nestled in the center of them: a ring. "Krystal," he said, his heart pounding in his chest, "will you marry me?"
For a moment, all was silent, and Fox's heart nearly stopped, but then he noticed tears streaming down Krystal's cheeks, her face a broad smile.
"Fox," she whispered, unable to believe what was happening, "I thought you would never ask!" At this, Fox stood, and she leaped into his arm, and they kissed, long and passionate. Suddenly, they heard the door slide open, and were surprised to see the entire team standing there, Falco leaning along the inside of the door.
"So then," he chuckled, "I take it everything went smoothly, eh Foxie?"
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A few months later, the wedding was held, and it was magnificent. It took place on a Saurian hillside, and all of Fox and Krystal's friends were there. Fox wore a black tuxedo, and Krystal wore a stunning blue dress. In the front row the whole team sat, Slippy and Amanda holding hands, as they themselves had been married just two months earlier. Behind them, sat newly appointed General Peppy, his daughter, Lucy Hare, a tired, old General Pepper, and Bill, newly appointed head of the Cornerian Airforce. And in the third row, their dinosaur friends stood proudly, King Tricky and his parents, the Queen Cloudrunner, the Lightfoot Chief, and all of the gatekeepers. In the final row, five of the six Krazoa Spirits floated reverently, their heads held high in regal pride. Leading the ceremony, was none other than the Krazoa whom Krystal had been host to. After the ceremony was performed, Fox and Krystal kissed, long and passionate, and Fox carried Krystal down the hillside, smiling. That was when the cake was brought out. It was a monstrous, fifteen layer cake, covered in alternating blue and orange layers, the fur colors of the two newlyweds. Atop the cake was a floating model of the Arwing Mk II and the CloudRunner circling each-other midflight, flying circles around a rose. The wedding party was spectacular. The entire time, Katt tried to get close to Flaco, but with no success, Slippy and Amanda danced together, and Fox and Krystal reminisced with old friends. It was the best day of their lives.
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After the party, Fox instructed the team to drop him, Krystal, and their ships off at a set of coordinates on Sauria. When they arrive, they see a small cottage nestled on a hillside, surrounded by lush forest. It is then that Fox decides to make an important statement. "Friends," he says, tears of happiness welling in his eyes, "I want to thank you for everything you have done for me. You have stayed by me for all these years, and I hope you can forgive me if I decide to take a short leave of the team for a couple of months." After saying this, everyone looked confused, including Krystal.
"Fox, what are you talking about?" Krystal asked her husband, still lying in his arms as he carried her, trying to read his mind, but much to her aggravation, while she was able to get his basic emotions, his intentions were hidden behind a psychic wall.
"See that little cottage?" he replied, smiling.
"Yes…" she said confusedly.
"I had that place built a month ago. Tricky and his friends helped with the heavy work, and whenever I could get the chance, I went to work on the electrical wiring with the Lightfoot and Sharpclaw tribes. We even installed plumbing!" Fox looked very excited, but Krystal knew he was holding some information back.
"Fox, what are you getting at?" she asked, smiling slyly,
"Yeah, Foxie, whaddaya talkin' about?" demanded Falco almost immediately. Fox gazed into Krystal's eyes.
"That little cottage is where we will be living for the next two months," he replied, grinning. Krystal kissed him on the muzzle. "Falco, this is where Krys and I will be taking our honeymoon. I'm leaving you in temporary charge of the team while I'm gone." At this, Falco grinned from ear to ear. "Think you can handle it?"Fox asked, grinning, and knowing the answer.
"Fox," Falco said, grinning, "I don't know why I didn't try to get you two hitched sooner." Fox laughed as Falco patted him on the back. "It's going to be quiet around here without you two! Enjoy your stay on Sauria, don't worry, I've got everything covered!"
"Wait," Krystal interjected worriedly, "What about all our things? I'm still trying to translate the ancient Cerinian texts I've found across Lylat, and I can't bear to be without my staff! It's the only thing I have left of my home." At this Krystal began to cry a little, remembering her beautiful home planet of Cerinia before it was destroyed. Fox grinned, and Krystal began to get a little angry at her husband. "What's so funny?" she demanded sternly.
"Hey Slippy, remember how I made you and Amanda repair and recalibrate the transporter to have pinpoint accuracy?" Fox grinned, obviously enjoying the confusion he was causing.
"Yes…" Slippy and his wife responded in unison, remembering all the hours they had spent on the seemingly pointless task.
"Well, all of our stuff is already in the cabin," said Fox, grinning. "I used the transporter to arrange it down there this morning." Krystal smiled, laughing. Fox trembled as he heard her silvery, chiming laugh.
"I remember why I love you so much," she said happily.
Falco laughed. "Hey, you guys gonna go yet? At the rate you're going, the two months'll be over before you even get to the cottage!"
"Goodbye everybody!" Fox called out as he left the Great Fox II, carrying Krystal in his arms. "Oh, and good luck Katt!" With that, Fox left, carrying his new wife to their honeymoon cottage. A full year had now passed since the end of the Anglar war. For a few, precious more days, they are happy.
One night, in a dream, Krystal sees her comrades aboard the Great Fox. Falco calls a meeting to deal with a suspicious report from General Peppy. When the others arrive, Falco is gone.