I looked at the strange creature across from me. He didn't seem to have any sense of self preservation as he stared at me in astonishment, his mouth 'catchin' flies' as Falco would have put it.

After a few more moments his examination got uncomfortable.

"Well, I had better be going then" I said politely, not wanting to offend him any more than I had by pointing my blaster at him.

This creature, Kevin, I think he said, quickly snapped out of his daze, and quickly grabbed my arm. Again, I was startled at how strong this creature was. He moved quicker than it looked like he could too.

I had to stop myself from putting him into a hold, since I was still on high alert from my crash onto this planet, which I still didn't know the name of.

I frowned slightly as I realized the creature across from me was talking again.

"...really can, you see? They would kill you with many more guns than you could take out."

This last part caught my attention. "And how many of these guns do you suppose they have on call for the assassination of an interstellarly well known bounty hunter?"

I said that last bit a little smugly, but hey, this thing was starting to annoy me with the talk of that I cant take down his planets common soldiers.

"On call at any moment, or all the forces? Cuz just on call in the city alone, we have, like, what? A couple hundred?"

I felt myself pale slightly at the thought of having to fight more than a few dozen soldiers at once.

I asked the thing across from me, "So what would you prepose I do then? Sit here and wait for someone to come?" Crap. My voice shook more than I would have liked.

The thing looked at me with a thoughtful expression.

After a few minutes, he finally answered, "Well I guess I could let you stay at my place until you could find a way to get off Earth..."

"So this planets name is Earth?"

"Yup. Let me be the first to welcome the first interstellar traveler to our planet."

I grinned slightly at his brash confidence and obvious disinterest in me being Fox McCloud. Ever since the Lylatt War, people had been tripping up all over the place to meet him. This creature not being interested brought back some of the Old Fox. The one before all the damned fans and paparazzi.

Fox grinned at Kevin warmly and said "Thanks! I really-" and then I realized something, "Wait. The FIRST one? So you mean to say Im the first off-worlder to EVER come to this planet?"

"Ahh... Yup, thats about it."

So thats why I'd never heard of this furless creature.

"Well, in that case, I wont feel stupid asking, What species are you? I didn't think I recognized your species, but I didn't want to ask."

"Ah, Im human, and you, are some kind of fox, but my *ahem* 'species' hasn't seen a fox anything like you... Ever. Some people may take you as some kind of mutant freak and stick you somewhere to study you. Thats why Im trying to keep you from the city."

I felt my ears flick back in embarrassment for not listening to this human earlier. I was on an uncharted planet and had just about brushed off the advice of a native. That would have been stupid.

I sighed heavily.

"All right. But you'll go to your apartment, and I'll try to rebuild my ship."

"Oh. That's a ship down there? I thought it was some kind of rock."

Damn. Thats right. Its a piece of space-junk now.

"Dammit" I said, realizing something important.

"What?" Kevin asked, worried.

"All my power is gone! I cant sent a distress signal for the rest of Star Fox to pick up... Hell, for ANYONE to pick up.

We both sighed heavily.

After a while, Kevin finally spoke up, motioning somewhere to his right "Um... We could try to carry your ship to the building over there"

I shrugged, knowing there was nothing else we could do.

[Kevin's POV]

Fox had told me to grab a socket wrench, a few different sockets (god willing that both our species made our bolts and other things the same) a screw driver, a metal file, a welder, a hammer, and some wires.

I was not happy. I only had screw drivers, a hammer, socket wrenches and some wires at my apartment. The only problem was that I would need to buy the welder and the metal file.

I walked past the workshop store on my way home, finding a had a bit of time to look around and find how much a welder and file cost. I walked in, heading down the isles, browsing for the things I needed, muttering about coming back.. There was someone standing behind the cash register, but I didn't pay him any mind. I quickly found what I needed and left the store.

[The next morning]

I woke up, and began my normal weekend routine; eat, shower, change, pack up, and get out the door.

I hopped on the city bus and sat down, my mom hadn't been at home when I went to bed, and was never up when I woke up, so I didn't have to deal with her about class yesterday, because I was sure Mr Fag had called her.

I got to the store feeling shittier than usual, and I had no idea why, because I had gotten to sleep earlier than I normally would have yesterday after all the excitement.

I walked in and froze. Bitch Ass Junior was just inside, smirking at me.

"Ah, The Bitch Came Back." He said, also referring to the song he was playing on his phone.

"Um... Yeah... I was just... Um..." I was at a loss of words. I hadn't expected to see him here, or at all. At least, not till monday.

He walked up to me and grabbed my arm, leading me outside.

"Im just happy you didn't notice me last night, because if you had we wouldnt have this WONDERFUL moment to ourselves!" he said with a mocking tone.

He led me into the ally beside the store, where he dropped me, stepping back and cracking his knuckles.

"Alright Smartass, come at me."

"What?" I asked startled.

"You heard me." He growled evilly.

'Alright' I thought smugly. Junior was standing loosely, in a threatening stance.

I rushed at him, swinging with my right, but quickly throwing a real punch with my left.

Junior easily dodged the first punch, and caught my hand with the second, twisting my arm into a painful position that forced my head to the ground. His elbow was on mine, pushing me down further.

"Ha! And here I was thinking you might have been a fighter!"

There was an explosion of pain in my face as I felt my nose break, blood spattering the pavement.

I growled anomalistically and jerked free of the junior. I jumped back before he could do anything to my, and surveyed him with wild eyes, my nose crooked.

The tense silence continued between us for a time. I finally snapped.

I charged at him with a roar, swinging my fists like a madman, hatred burning in my eyes.

The junior looked scared, backing away. I smirked, despite the pain it caused my pouring nose. I finally got close enough to hit him and, to my surprise, he sidestepped, grabbed one of my arms and the back of my hair, and threw me headfirst into the wall.

My head connected with a loud CRACK, and i slumped to the ground, my limbs no longer under my control.

"Next time be more careful about who you make enemies with kid, cuz I'm just join' easy on you.

He walked out of the ally calmly as if nothing happened. I, on the other hand, was slumped against the wall, my crooked nose streaming and my eye puffing up.

A few minutes later, i regained control of my body, and pushed myself up, standing up shakily. I felt my face.

Yup. My eye was swelling, no doubt green by now, and my nose was squished against my face. At least my nose had stopped flowing with blood.

I stumbled out past the corner, wiping my upper lip, my sleeve quickly becoming sticky with blood.

I walked back into the store, trying to act normal, although its hard when you can barely see out of one eye, and you can see most of your nose with the other.

I got a few looks, but like i said, my town isn't exactly the most peachy place, so this was fairly common. I bought the welder and the file and quickly rushed back to the park.

I walked to the lookout tower frame and went inside. Fox and I had dragged his ship in here the other night, and fox had started working on it. It was surprisingly light. He had already knocked off a lot of the burnt material from the outside, and it was looking more and more like a ship.

As soon as I got in, he looked up and said "Well, you look like hell. What happened?"

So I told him about BitchAss.

When I finished, he looked at me with pity. "Well that sucks. Do you want me to go out and get him for you?"

"NO" I shouted. "If you go somewhere you'll be shot by somebody."

Fox sighed.

"Well at least let me fix that for you." he said, pointing at my nose.

"Oh, ok."

I knew it was going to hurt, but when Fox twisted the bridge of my nose back into place, I jerked away, whimpering from the pain.

With my nose bleeding again, I couldn't do much to help Fox with his ship until it stopped.

I sat back and watched Fox tapping off the black stuff with the hammer before filing the rest of it off. It looked pretty hard, but Fox didn't even seem to be tired. I quickly realized he was much stronger than his body hinted.

As soon as my nose was done bleeding, I grabbed the hammer and started tapping off pieces of burnt space-rock. With the two of us working, it took a hell of a lot less time than I thought it would. When we had finished, I asked fox if he wanted to go back to my place for some lunch. Most everybody was at work (Including my mom), and the ones who weren't were sleeping or inside playing video games.

[Fox's POV]

We got to Kevin's apartment fairly quickly. Nobody spotted us. When we got inside, Kevin let out a sigh of relief, and walked to a white cabinet with two levels. He opened one of them and brought out a bottle of some kind.

"Do you want something to drink? We have water, Kool-aid, soda, stuff like that."

I looked at him funny.

"Whats Kool-aid?"

"Here try some." He said while reaching into the cabinet, bringing out a large pitcher of red liquid.

He took the pitcher and put it on the table. He pulled some cups out of a cabinet above a sink, and poured the Kool-aid into one. He handed the cup to me, and I took a sip.

My eyes must have been as big as plates. It was very sweet and tasted faintly like an exotic fruit.

"Wow! It's so sweet!"

Kevin laughed at this. "You haven't even had soda yet!"

I was exited to get some soda.

"Oh! Please get me one!" I said excitedly, a faint buzzing developed in the back of my head as I finished off my Kool-aid.

Kevin laughed at me, pulling out another bottle from the cabinet box. "Here, this'll have you bouncing off the walls."

I eagerly grabbed the bottle, popped it open, and took a big gulp from it.

My eyes watered as the liquid burned its way down my throat. I coughed for a while, then looked up at Kevin, who was looking at me, smiling.

"You humans LIKE this torture?" I spat at him.

Kevin laughed. "Its not torture! You just drank it too fast. Take a sip."

I did as Kevin suggested warily. I was not eager to burn myself again.

My eyes snapped open as I swallowed.

It was delicious!

I put the bottle to my muzzle and took another swig.

[Kevin's POV]

We went back to the ship, throwing ourself into our work with passion. The seven or eight sodas each didn't help.

By the end of the next few hours, Fox was asleep.

I grunted when I looked at him, sitting in the small cabin of his ship, his head hanging back and mouth open.

"Cant hold his Caffeine" I mumbled to myself, tierdly.

My eye was throbbing again. The swelling had gone down, but being tired made it hurt.

I made one more round of the ship, looking for any more black matter left on the outside that I could scrape away. When I didnt find any, I grabbed the vulpine from his seat and dragged him out.

He jerked into wakefulness when his feet banged against the floor.

He jumped out of my hands and pulled out his gun with a lazer-charging-to-be-fired sound. He glanced around wildly, saying "Wha... Where are they!"

He quickly realized what had happened, and put his gun away.

"Dude, you really need to CALM IT DOWN. I would have yelled if someone was here." i said.

"Yeah.. Sorry."

We made our way back to my apartment. It was harder now that people were home, but not by much.

As soon as we got inside, I shoved fox into the bathroom, and told him he wasn't allowed to come out until he took a shower, cuz DAYUM! He reeked!

I can't say much though, I probably smell the same.

When Fox finished, I showed him to my room, and left to go take a shower.

I'll spare you the bathroom experience, so; When I got back to my room, I found Fox out cold on my bed. I smirked at how vulnerable he looked without his jumpiness and acting all badass with his gun.

My face split into a large yawn. Damn. We worked our butts off and I was exhausted. It probably didnt help tha it was going to take a lot of rest to recover from the beating I took today. I grabbed a blanket from the closet, and hopped onto the couch behind my drum set.

I was asleep before my head even hit the padded armrest.

Done. Review please. I want to know if anybody has read this yet.