Another slow chapter, but it kinda gets into character development and two things that are focused on what is to come.

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Enjoy!


Chapter 4

Embarrassment and Confusion

"Krystal, did you really have to drag me into this?" Fox asked, a slight whine in his voice. He sat at the table next to Krystal. They were in a small coffee shop that was on the second floor. It wasn't very busy that day, so they got a good seat. But that didn't stop Fox from complaining. Krystal almost begged him to come, so he didn't have a choice. The only it could've been worse was if Rebecca Stillfire was there. At the moment, she wasn't. But Fox knew she was coming. To add to it, he was once again subject to the limelight of popularity, because all of who were actually in the coffee shop, including the waitress had asked them for autographs. There wasn't much to do but wait, so Fox signed them with hopes that it would ease boredom. Still, the many years of this nonstop really wore down on him, and it didn't help that this was what he had to do in order to stave off the "nothing to do" feeling until his least favorite performer showed her hide.

Krystal had the opposite feelings. She took solace in signing autographs and making the fans look happier than they've ever been. In addition, she hoped that Rebecca would as soon as possible. But when she thought this, another little detail ran across her. She didn't even have any means of communication beforehand. She wouldn't be able to organize anything, and the only thing Rebecca knew when it came to time was "later that day". That could've meant anything; it could've meant right then or way later. How was Krystal going to meet up with her?

"Silly talk." She thought. "She'll probably walk by and spot us. How many blue foxes could she know?" She laughed on the inside. Simultaneously, Fox felt an unusual increase of joy. It came suddenly and left just as quickly, leaving him bewildered and hoping that the feeling could've lasted. He looked to Krystal, wondering if she was the cause. But this time, it felt different from what she caused. This unexpected occurrence brought back the memory of what happened just ten minutes before.

He had never felt anything quite like it. He'd lost his balance before, but it was different. It wasn't like having one side of his body overpowering the other and ultimately causing his entire mass to topple. It wasn't like slipping on his step at an odd angle. No, it was a little harder to comprehend.

It was like he lost all strength in his lower extremities in an instant and regained it instantly. And it seemed strange that he didn't act out. Normally, a little thing that would be nothing, and Fox would've at least put his on the ground to immediately bounce back. But his reaction was faltered.

Then he remembered what happened to Krystal. It wasn't quite like what happened to him, but it was strange enough for him to be worried.

"Were the two events connected? Or was she only tuning into a person's rather perverted or unpleasant thoughts? Or both?" It was hard to say, but it could have easily been coincidence.

Someone tapped Fox on the shoulder slightly, and a voice spoke.

"Excuse me, are you Fox McCloud?" Fox scowled for a moment.

"Great." He thought. "Another fan wanting an autograph." He turned around, ready for the worst. But just as he was expecting some piece of paper to be shoved in his face, Krystal spoke up.

"Rebecca!" She said. Fox looked at the female standing there, which happened to be a orange cat around her late teens, early twenties. "Was it hard to find us?"

"Not really. The people who were leaving were talking about how they got you to sign something. It was big giveaway."

"Oh." Krystal giggled a bit, and Rebecca sat down.

"So, what do you think of the Twilight hotel?"

"Well, it's pretty fancy." Krystal answered. "Probably the most extravagant place I've ever been. Besides the palace on Cerinia."

"Oh, yeah. You're from Cerinia." Rebecca put her hand on her chin to support her head with her elbow on the table. "What's it like?"

"Well…" The conversation went on the same way with each new subject. One of them would bring up something, the other would ask about it and the first would elaborate with a tale. Fox's eyes would bob from Rebecca to Krystal to Rebecca and so on. He listened, but didn't have much sense in butting in. Recording contracts, ancient relics, perfume lines, the Stormrunners. It continued on with random things that didn't appeal much to Fox and more than likely wouldn't to anyone with straight masculinity.

Soon, Fox began to get drowsy. His eyes would slowly close, and he struggled to keep them open. If the two girls didn't have problem with him sitting by idly without contributing to the conversation, they would if he fell asleep. However, it was like they were egging him on, like they wanted him to dose off so they could scold him. He continued the conflict, but found it impossible to fight.

His eyes shut completely and he relaxed immensely. The voices of Rebecca and Krystal faded away to nothing, leaving behind a soothing silence. But this was quickly replaced by an irritating rubbing feeling on his head. It had a fair amount that pressure added to it. Fox's eyes shot open, and his head was pinned to the table, and an arm was wrapped around his neck. There was only one person responsible.

Bill.

"Bill, get off me!" Fox managed to say, trying to undo the canine's grip.

"Well, well, not very friendly today, are we?" Bill replied cheerfully. He continued the noogie while the girls giggled quietly. Finally, Fox got out of the grip long enough whirl around and confront him face to face. Bill puts on a look of innocence and had his hands behind his back. He had a wide grin and his eyes were wandering everywhere than his old friend standing in front of him.

"Bill…"Fox began, but he stopped to find the right words. Regardless of his actions, Bill was still his ally, more now than earlier. "Is there a reason for this? I was sleeping, for crying out loud."

"Oh, I just wanted to 'hi'. I mean, how long has it been?" He put his finger to his chin in a thinking gesture. "Couple years. What's up your ass making you ruin my fun?"

"Whose this?" Rebecca asked Krystal.

"Oh, this is Bill Grey. He's head of the Husky and Bulldog squadrons in the Cornerian army." Bill's head turned to the feline, and smiled.

"And might I ask your name, my dear?" He half bowed. Fox rolled his eyes.

"You don't recognize me? I'm Rebecca Stillfire." She brought her hand out for Bill to shake, but he stepped back.

"Wait a minute…Rebecca Stillfire, the famous singer?" He took her hands in both of his and shook it graciously. "It's a pleasure meeting you."

"Must you flirt with everyone?" Fox cut in. Bill looked at him a little exasperated.

"I wasn't flirting, Fox. Can't a guy be star struck when in the presence of a well known artist?" He then crossed his arms. "Hold the phone. Are you jealous?"

"What? No!"

"You certainly act like it." Bill laughed.

"Nonsense." Fox said sternly. "I- Why would I be jealous?"

"How the hell should I know?" Bill shrugged. "Nice meeting you, Rebecca."

"Same here, Bill." She replied. Bill walked past Fox. But just as he was passing a table, he saw a leftover coffee. Lifting it up, he found it was only half empty.

"Well, I think I'm gonna-" Fox couldn't finish the sentence in time. Bill had pulled on his pants to provide a gap, allowing him to pour the coffee down Fox's pants. It leaked through a few seconds later. Fox could feel his boxers absorbing a good amount of the liquid, enough for it to almost reach his 'pleasure center'. Luckily, it was at a moderate temperature instead of its normal scalding nature. He turned to confront Bill, but the canine made a break for it and was already out of the shop. "Damn it. What's his trip?"

"Anyway, it's been nice meeting you both. Bye." Rebecca left in the opposite direction, making sure her tail rubbed up against Fox's arm before it was out of reach.

"I don't have time for-" Fox was interrupted by Krystal putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Fox." She started in a mother-like tone. "Relax. Just because we're watching over Rebecca doesn't mean you have to stay uptight all the time."

"I'm not- …I…I'm not uptight, am I?" He asked, a little concerned. Krystal chuckled a bit.

"No offence, Fox, but you can be a bit of a workaholic and that goes into your attitude. You need to learn how to unwind a bit."

"Sounds like something Falco would say…" Fox grumbled. "You guys have been waiting for a time like this, haven't you? When I finally lay off 'staying vigilant'." Krystal nodded. "Hmm…How to unwind… I think I have an idea."

"That's the spirit." She smiled. "I'd better go unpack." Fox looked down and saw that she still had her bags. Krystal had run off after Rebecca before she had a chance to put her things in her room.

"Here's the key. I know where you room is."

"Really?"

"Yeah…It's right next to mine." Krystal blushed slightly. Luckily, it couldn't be noticed through her fur. Or maybe it was, and Fox just didn't say anything. "Let's go, I'll help you unpack."

"'Kay."


Slippy had finished unpacking. His room was similar to every other room, only everything was in green. It was as if they knew he would be staying there and they wanted him to blend in. After looking over the room, he went to a small device in his bag that he didn't bother to put away. Along with it was a number of attachments, a few containers of nuts, bolts, and screws, and a couple tools. He grabbed them and set them to his left on the bed. He began working on the device, carefully assembling it and taking care not to hurry it and make a mishap.

He was creating a new blaster that was able to utilize EMF energy in the surrounding area. It would then shoot off a plasma bolt, basically regular blaster fire fused with electricity. What new advantages it would allow the user to gain, he knew not. But it seemed like a good idea.

Just as he reached for the smaller screwdriver, it fell off the bed and rolled under it because of the hard wood floor underneath. He crouched down to find it, seeing it lying a few inches away. He retrieved it, but hit the bottom of the bed in the process. The reason that drew any attention to Slippy was that an object fell from a small crack. He looked at it for a second. It was hard to identify exactly what it was from lack of that, only that it looked like a card. Pulling it out, he was correct. It was card.

The number was scratched out. But that didn't really matter, because Slippy didn't have any intentions of locating the room. He felt like he should return it to the front desk; surely someone was looking for it. He walked out of his room to find Peppy walking by.

"Hey, Peppy." He greeted the hare. "Where're ya headed?"

"Oh, I need to request another room. My room was next to some couple that kept banging against the wall. Who knows why." Slippy had an idea why, one that included newlyweds and the 'magic of the honeymoon', but it wasn't remotely the point. They walked back up to the front desk. Their trip brought them past Bill, who was running away from something. Curious as they were, Peppy and Slippy didn't bother to ask. They at last made it up front, only to find the female attendant gone.

"Damn it." Peppy growled.

"Now what?" Slippy thought. "I wonder if I can find out whose card this is…" He walked around the desk and sat down in front of the computer. He brought the mouse over to the records and clicked. The screen that came up had a list of the rooms and the corresponding resident.

"Slippy, what are you doing?" Peppy piped up. He walked around the desk to look at the screen. Slippy was scrolling down the list.

"I'm trying to see which card this is and who lost it." He peered down at the card number. Now that he had a good look at it, the number was partly visible.

"Where did you find that?" Peppy asked.

"Well, my screwdriver fell below my bed, and when I reached for it, this fell out from the bottom part." Peppy appeared confused.

"Why would someone lose their card in your room, and in such a place as in the frame of your bed?"

"That's what I'm trying to find out. And even if it isn't someone's, the hotel will need it back." Slippy identified the number to have a 2 in the hundreds digit. Sadly, the other two were undistinguishable. He sighed at his luck, figuring that he should just wait until the female bird returned. "No luck."

"I'll try again later." Peppy began walking back. Slippy slowly stood up. He looked again at the card, wondering.

"Why would the card be in the frame of my bed?" He thought. He walked around the counter and headed back to his room.


By the time Fox and Krystal were finished unpacking, it was getting dark. The clock read 7:46.

"Getting late. I'm getting a bit tired." He yawned.

"Oh, so that little nap you took in the coffee shop wasn't enough for you?" She laughed. Fox felt his stomach drop a bit.

"Oh…You knew about that?"

"You were snoring up a storm, how could I not?"

"Oh…" He couldn't have felt more embarrassed at that moment. "Well, I'll be getting back to my room."

"Night, Fox."

"Night." He left with a bit of a smile, relieved that his previous thoughts were wrong. Once he was gone, Krystal stretched out on the bed and turned on the TV. It was on some talk show, but Krystal didn't mind.

Suddenly, she felt a chill. She shivered from the sudden drop in temperature. The blankets helped bring back the warmth. Actually, it did more than that. It quickly made her feel frowsy and barely capable of staying awake. She switched off the light and the TV and fell asleep.

She was not even aware that the door was open to a crack, or that the room was darker than normal, almost pitch black, within seconds in a sweeping motion.


There you have it. Hope it wasn't too bad this time, I kinda thought it wasn't that good, except for the ending. Let's answer some reviews!


Krys:

Hey its ME again.
Well I liked it a lot, nice lil humor here and there, the gay guide, Krystal and Katt both beings fans, the squealing, the nice view, the WHAT THE FUCK! something tells me that Falco is gonna fall for Rebecca Stillfire...
And now for a lil random funny thing:
my spider sense is tingling.
no, that's just your crotch.
Oh...well that explains a lot.
Lol!

Woot, woot,
Krys (No your story doesn't sound boring at all, like I said in some other review, I think it was the Starfox Pizzaria story, I said that I really do enjoy stories about StarFox that moves from the whole Aparoid and StarFox saves the universe story plot-line. I enjoy reading random fics like this that involve OC's and a resort...not battle after battle of Aparoids and what-not hero crap that is so over-done. Lol. Nice story, I like it very much.)

Well, I'll say it now that Rebecca isn't gonna get with anyone...but she will flirt a bit with Fox. ...Random thing just made me feel a bit normal, and I'm the most random and weird person I know. Hooble bobble crapload of tanker trucks with whale sperm! Weird. Thank you for reassuring me. And as always, keep impressing me!

ShadowFox0324:

What are you talkin about? Your name is Shadow shinobi. Ninjas like the dark. Specially if its in their favor. Anyway this is startin to look awesome. You really make things flow. Cool. Hmm..Stillfire isn't that bad. I could grow 2 like her. Well thats all i got. C ya.
"If ya got the juice, might as well drink it." -SF0324

Yes, I guess the name is a little deceiving. My name was for my Naruto OC, which is a shadow shinobi. I make things flow, do I? ...He...You have no idea. Glad you've grown accustomed to Rebecca, and you're right, she's okay. But she is a bit of a whore, flirting with Fox. ...Whore. Oh, and by the way, I'm not drinking my own 'juice', save that line for the super homos.

starfighter-105:

This getting good. Keep it up. thanks for the support.

Thanks, I think so too. And no prob, always here to help.

LilGstryker:

heheh, you got a nice story going on here. I'm feeling a bit skeptical about that hotel, somethins up. Anyways, great job. keep it up. (adds to alerts)

Why, thank you. You are right to be skeptical. Big building, mansion like setting...gives you any ideas of what's going on? You'll find out exactly what soon enough. You're on Shadow Alert, the best kind of alert there is! Thank you for shopping at Shinobi Hardware, have a nice day.

Hakkyou000:

Figured out the problem! There's a program that blocks me going to the log in thing at the home page- I'm gonna get rid of it over the weekend. You're developing the story really well! I haven't written for so long, I have my other story entirely planned out. I think I'll make it into two parts...Oh, and I don't like raccoons much...(evil glare)
Later, and don't break one of your fingers.

Glad you got the problem settled. Great to have you back. I wasn't quite sure that the story would go so well like this, what with how I'm driving it...Lucky I haven't been drinking. Go Fanfictionmobile! You do what you feel like, and if I'm the reason you hate raccoons, cool. I'm an influence of some sorts. And not the bad kind. Oh, so now you warn me! I'm either typing or playing Guitar Hero: World Tour on hard nowadays! How can I not break my fingers?!

Timid Vulpine:

Hi hi,

REALLY sorry I haven't been reviewing you. Doing my own thing. SORRY!

One thing, I like the "Falco + Katt" pairing. Are they splitting up permanently, or are they gonna get back together?

Who is the guy in black? Good or bad? Aw man, this is going in "Story Alert". I'm SO into this! Get the next one up soon, please.

Um... what's with the gay guy chasing Bill? Is Fay gonna make an appearance? (OK, Tim, too eager.) Anyway,

Bye byes,

Timid.

Since it's you, I can forgive you. You know I can't keep them away forever. Although, most of my fics will have them separated. How does that keep happening?! Sex can't be that bad! Guys in black will appear later, he has a big part in here. Got a little idea for him and someone else...hehehe... I just added the gay guy as a recurring character for no reason. Just so that when he comes up, he's easily recognized. He'll appear and you'll say "Oh no, it's that gay guy!". Like I asked before on your Q&A fic...I'm waiting for a response. I might add any of the choices as cameos. Sayonara.

bailey11095503:

Ouch, poor Fox, he's got a big fake teenage popstar like we do. I bet her music is just as bad too. keep it up!

It won't be that bad beyond her flirting with him. I guess you can call her fake, but she's reall in here, plus she's somewhat of a Hannah Montana...thingy, whatever you call it. It is unpleasant to the guys, but the girls love it...Wait, I might have it so the gay guy listens to it! You gave me the idea, congrats! I sure will, you'll see.

Keep impressing me, everyone!

Shadow