Narrator: well, after a long delay, I have a break from school, so here's a quick chapter that I had actually been thinking about for some time.
Wolf: Copious amounts of sex?
Narrator: Nah, this one is actually relatively tame in that regards.
Fox: That's disappointing.
Narrator: I… you…. *sigh*.
Fox: Hey, I'm just teasing.
Narrator: You aren't.
Fox: …No, I'm not.
Wolf: slut.
Fox: HEY! That's not nice.
Narrator (amidst the imminent bickering): Well, this will quickly get out of hand, so without further ado:
Combat conversation
Fox deftly dodged the punch aimed at his face, retaliating with a sweep against the lupine. Not to be outdone, Wolf leapt into the air with a somersault, swinging his food down upon the vulpine as he started coming down from the peak of his jump. Fox easily grabbed Wolf's leg, stopping the attack, to which the canine responded by twisting his body to free himself from his foe's grasp.
"So how are things going with Krystal?" Wolf playfully inquired as the duo continued to exchange blows.
"Ah, she's quite the handful. In fact, she's been so demanding as of late, I don't even know how I manage to keep up sometimes." Fox replied, lifting his arms to block the swinging foot coming from the right.
"I'm not surprised. Well, it can't be much worse than constantly having to rescue a certain frog we all know and love, right?" shot the wolf, along with a couple of quick jabs, which Fox sidestepped with ease. They were the only two people in the empty gymnasium style room at this late hour.
Fox began to go on the offensive, throwing a few punches of his own, along with a chuckle. "Yeah, you're definitely right about that. What about you? How's life as a normal civilian? I can't imagine how life must have been for you on the run, but it must be strange getting used to such a…" He paused as he threw a heavy kick towards Wolf's stomach. Wolf leapt back, avoiding the strike.
"… generic lifestyle, for lack of a better phrase." There was a brief period of inaction from both sides before Fox dashed in once more, throwing a punch toward's Wolf's chest.
Wolf sidestepped, grabbing the vulpine's arm as he whiffed. "It really isn't all that bad. Frankly, I'm far more dumbfounded by the fact that I received a complete pardon for all of my past actions. Just how many strings did you pull, Fox?" Wolf used Fox's momentum against him to throw the vulpine towards the opposite direction as he finished his question.
Fox, the nimble fighter he is, lands on his feet, as usual. "That is a secret between me and my connections, Wolfie." The vulpine smirked, re-assuming a battle stance. Wolf laughed.
"All's well that ends well, I guess." Wolf replied, leaping into the air as if to pounce on his prey.
"Hey now, that's a mistake, Wolf." Fox frowned. He read trajectory of the flying canine and landed a blow right on the Lupine's gut. With a groan of pain. Wolf is shot into the air quite a bit as he lands on the hard wood floor with a resounding thud. "Once you're in the air, you commit to that trajectory. You should know that." Fox continued. The Lupine remained motionless.
With a sigh, the Vulpine stepped towards the wolf that was now sprawled onto the floor, and checked his vital signs. The blow was powerful, but nothing that the canine wouldn't survive. Wolf was merely passed out from the shock of the attack.
"But man, every time we do this it feels like he's getting that much faster. I ought to step up my game." Fox mused as he lifted up the unconscious Wolf.
"Well, at least I still got it. Wolf's gonna be pissed when he wakes up. Ah well."
Narrator: And that about does it for that chapter.
Fox: Casual fist fights, nothing better than that.
Narrator: also not really a thing that ever happens.
Wolf: I don't know, I think It's pretty badass.
Narrator: That's why I wrote it. This one isn't even a slash! Frankly, I'm reasonably impressed with myself.