(Black Fox) Chapter 2? Already? God… ok Onwards!
(Wrath of Fox)
yeah, to all you people thinking one of us is better than the other, try to giess which half was written by who!!-------------------------------------------------0------------------------------------------
Fox walked into the front of the apartment he stayed at. He walked up the stairs and peeked into the living room. He heard a slight snore, and stepped in satisfied that she was asleep. The lights flicked on, and Krystal peeked around the corner, no smile or anything. She brought a hand up and motioned him to get closer. He hung his head and stepped closer.
"What happen at your job today?" Krystal asked, nothing but anger in her gaze.
"Can't you tell?" Fox said, pointing to his bloody nose, block eye, then turning his head and showing the blood dripping down the back of his head. "And I got fired for DEFENDING myself!" He half yelled. Krystal shook her head and made him turn around.
"Ow… this doesn't hurt at all?" She said, moving some of the fur out of the way to see the deep gash. "Why did you fight back? It's is only going to attract attention."
"He said a very bad word…" Fox said turning and walking into the kitchen. This room was the biggest mess he had ever seen. "What happened here?"
"I tried to cook home made spaghetti," Krystal said indicating to the sauce stains on the wall, floor , and ceiling.
"How... how did you get the sauce on the ceiling? I... I don't think I could do that if I tried," Fox said shaking his head.
"Don't change the subject, I'm still upset with you," Krystal turned her back on Fox.
"Krys, I told you it wasn't my fault!" Fox raised his voice slightly.
Krystal went into the bedroom and slammed the door.
"C'mon Krys, I'm sorry," Fox slumped against the door.
The next morning
Fox woke up on his couch, his stainless steal desert eagle in hand.
He looked over the couch at the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar.
Fox stumbled over, pushing the door open gently, his head throbbing from his earlier fight. He saw his wife lying on their bed, asleep.
Fox, curled up next to her, and lay there, wondering how he was going to find a job.
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