Yo! I'm back. Big whoop, wanna fight about it?

Wolf: Yes

Whoa, didn't see that coming.

Fox: Just leave him alone. He'll make us do anything.

Wolf: Anything?

Fox: Anything.

Krystal: Anything?

Anything...MWAHAHAHAHAHA! cough...sorry, got something in my throat. Anyway, I guarantee you'll like this chapter. And to those who reviewed, thank you. You'll know if I picked your request if it's in there. Sorry, I feel like it's a huge hassle to check who said what with my crappy internet.

Wolf: Haha.

That's it! Rasengan!

Wolf: What'd he say? AAAAAUUUUUUUUGH!

That's you get for messing with the author of Naruto fics. Anyway, here's chapter four. I look forward to your reviews.

Chapter Four

Star Wolf's Competitive Side

"So whose turn is it now?" Asked Wolf. He and his comrades couldn't find an available seat, so they just leaned against the wall. Panther was staring at Krystal, flashing his flirtatious wink and smile.

"Mine!" Slippy shouted. "Hey Wolf. Truth or Dare?" The gray lupine's ears perked up. He didn't expect to be chosen that soon, especially by the same person who was the reason they were there.

"Truth."

"How did you lose your eye?" Wolf's eyes shot open as fast as his ears flattened out.

"Um…It's not really that important. It was just…I…Damn…Fuck. Now I know why Fox thinks you're so annoying." Slippy looked over at Fox.

"Do you really think I'm annoying, Fox?" His voice was slightly higher from his broken spirit.

"Um…Uh…No, Slippy…Your not annoying at all…I don't think that." He said nervously.

"I do." Falco cut in.

"Will everyone just shut up already? I wanna know why Wolf's eye is like that." Their heads turned once again to Wolf, who was just as bashful about revealing his secret as ever.

"Fine…If I must…I got hit with a paper airplane back in high school." His tail went between his legs, his eyes closed, and his ears were flattened down as low as he thought he could possibly make them go. Like he suspected, everyone laughed, but only for a second. "Well, I figured it would be more laughable than that."

"Well, it's like everyone says. They can put your eye out if they're used in the wrong way." Roxy stated. Ironically, Slippy wasn't listening and was biding his time before it was his turn by making paper airplane. Since none of the conversation reached him, he was less than concerned when he threw the plane and it went straight for Wolf. He let out a scream that everyone qualified to be from a teenage girl. He jumped out of the way, right into Leon. Wolf ended up right on top of him, and if that weren't enough, his position was more than suggestive. His legs were spread to either side of Leon, while the chameleon just lay straight. Laughter once again erupted through the entire room. Wolf struggled up to his standing position, his face equipped with a piercing glare.

"Shut the fuck up! I lost my eye because of one of those, of course I'm a little paranoid around them." He shouted.

"That we understand…" Falco stated between breaths of much needed air. "…But the scream? You're more of a pansy than I thought." Everyone knows that with wrong words said, revenge is taken. This case was no different. Wolf advanced on Falco, hands balled into fists. He unleashed his fury on the unprepared avian.

"No…fucking…bastard…makes…me into…a fool!" He shouted through punches. The assault lasted about 5 minutes. Wolf went back to the wall, shaking his fists. "Damn, I haven't kicked someone's ass that much for a while." The aftermath involved Wolf's hands to be sore and Falco feeling like he went ten rounds with Peppy on a bad day. "My turn, isn't it? Hey you, pinkie." He was pointing at Katt. "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth." Replied the feline.

"You really have a tomboy attitude. Are you lesbian?"

"I'll kick your ass!" She screamed. Before she could lung at Wolf, Falco just wrapped his arm around hers and held her back.

"Wolf, she's not a lesbian. I've had sex with her before." Falco stated. He was having a difficult endeavor holding back Katt. As much as he'd like to let her have at him, the risk of her getting injured at the same time was too high.

"So she lives the live of a lesbian behind your back. Interesting." Leon said calmly. Katt snapped at that moment. She broke free of Falco and grabbed the nearest object, which was a vase. She chucked it at Leon, who quickly dodged it and ran out of the room. Katt pursued him a moment later.

"Falco, take my turn for me." She said before rushing after Leon.

"Whoa. Bitch got game." Wolf didn't sound the least bit surprised, when really he felt the exact opposite. "I'm gonna get something from the fridge." He went off to the kitchen, and everyone, sans Leon and Panther, thought it strange that no one stopped him. "Ah, nasty! Who keeps fucking moldy cheese I here?!"

"Don't touch it! It's mine!" Slippy shouted. Falco got a great upon mention of the rotten dairy product.

"Hey, Wolf! Truth or Dare?" He yelled.

"Not again." Fox thought. "He'll get another damn turn."

"Uh…Dare." He answered. He sounded like he had food in his mouth.

"Eat that moldy cheese in the fridge." The sound of liquid being sprayed out of the lupine's mouth followed. He came back into the room holding a block of cheese covered in blue and gray fuzz.

"Eat this? What are you, a fucking faggot? This'll kill me!"

"Either that or you'll have to strip off your jacket." This put a jolt through Wolf's fur. The thought of becoming even the least bit uncovered in front of Star Fox was…nauseating. But the only way to avoid it would be to eat the even more grotesque block of dairy he held in his hand. With a heavy sigh, he brought it up to his mouth and took a bite. Wold winced while he chewed, the taste being worst than he could've imagined. He swallowed, only to immediately vomit all over Panther.

"UGH!" The feline uttered. "S'wrong with you?!"

"Here, you taste the fucking cheese! Let's see how you fucking like it!" Wolf tackled Panther and shoved the cheese in his mouth. He vomited all over the ground beside him. Slippy got up, more frustrated than anyone had seen him.

"You jerks! That was mine! You're all jerks!" He then ran out of the room bawling his eyes out. While some looked a little ashamed, the others, Fox, Falco, Wolf and Panther, just looked satisfied and finally at ease.

"Man, what a pussy." Wolf grinned. "But seriously…How can he eat this?!"

"Who knows? It's your turn." Krystal didn't have much enthusiasm in her voice. She, too, had enough of Wolf having an additional turn this early.

"Hmm…Alright…All of you. Truth or Dare?"

"Wait a minute." Roka chimed in. "…All of us?"

"Yeah, all of you." Wolf repeated. "Truth…or …Dare?" He said this like they had a hard time hearing or were just mentally challenged.

"Truth. Just get on with it." Fox quickly said. Everyone just looked at him. Their looks shot a slight chill up his spine. He hadn't been glared at like that since he got drunk and ate all of the fresh baked muffins that were made when he got home that one time. "What? I want to get Wolf's turn over with. Besides, what kind of truth can he possibly throw at us?"

"What's your worst fear?" The lupine asked.

"Now it's bad." Fox answered. Indeed it was. All the others agreed in their heads.

"So Fox. You first."

"Damn it…It's…uh…needles." Wolf burst out laughing. He apparently found this hilarious, but when no one else even spoke, he stopped.

"Alright, Falco. You next."

"Either impotence or gay people."

"Uh-huh. Roka?"

"Being isolated. Ya know, alone…without anyone…only thing that I'd-"

"Yeah, yeah, real cute. We get the picture" Wold interrupted. Roka just got a scowl. He never liked to be cut off in a conversation. "Krystal?"

"Getting raped." Krystal shuddered a bit. Panther raised an eyebrow.

"Are you suggesting something? You really think I would stoop so low as to violate you without your permission?" Asked Panther with somewhat of an accusing tone.

"No. I'm just saying that I wouldn't enjoy it when anyone does it. But just because I'm not designating you doesn't mean that you can get any closer to me than you are now."

"Can we get on with this?" Wolf said impatiently. "Okay…Roxy."

"Bad haircuts." She said. Everyone froze from astonishment.

"You've gotta be kidding me! Bad haircuts?!" Wolf ridiculed. "I mean, I've heard of fearing female genitalia, but bad haircuts?!"

"Look who's talking." Roxy answered with a matter-of-fact voice. "Who's afraid of paper airplanes?" Wolf opened his mouth to retort, only to close it again in thought.

"Touché'. Okay then…Panther."

"Huh? Why me?"

"I said 'everyone'. That includes you." This sure wasn't something Panther wanted to hear. He scoured mind for any possible idea he could use to fool them.

"Um…Spiders." He said somewhat quickly.

"I don't believe that." Wolf answered not in a surprised way, but instead like he literally did not consider it as fact.

"Fine, it's…Cockroaches."

"No."

"Water."

"That I can believe…" Wolf started. Panther sighed in relief. "…But I still don't think that's it."

"Fuck. You got me pegged. It's getting raped anally." Wolf's mouth, and with it just about everyone else's, went at least a bit agape with strange and unexplainable shock.

"Why the hell would you be afraid of that?!" Falco half shouted.

"Well, would you like that to happen to you?"

"Eh…Good point." Falco replied, a bit embarrassed. Then he realized something. "Wait…If Wolf asked all of us, whose turn is it?" Everyone else, too, wondered how this would work. Not everyone go have a turn at the same time. So, seeking to resolve this, Fox spoke up.

"I got an idea. I'll pick a number between one and ten, and whoever guesses it or gets close to it goes next. Neither Wolf or I get to go next, though."

"Why the fuck do I get left out?" The enraged lupine yelled.

"You just went, genius." Roka cut in, producing small laughter from an unknown player.

"Anyway, Krystal?"

"1."

"Falco?"

"8."

"Katt?"

"9." Fox rolled his eyes at how loyal to Falco she was appearing to be.

"Roka?"

"3."

"Roxy?"

"4." Yet again, Fox had the same thought from earlier.

"What is with them? Every couple here is picking numbers close to each other. Creepy." It was then that he felt something brush against him. He glanced over to see Krystal's tail rubbing up against his side, the blue vixen's face slightly purple from the combination of blushing and blue fur. "Then again…I can't complain myself. If I had to pick a number, I'm sure Krystal would do the sa-"

"6."

"Huh?" Fox looked up at who spoke. It was Panther.

"6. The number I chose is 6." He said a bit impatiently.

"Oh yeah. Right. Well, Krystal got it. The number was 1."

"You sure have a high opinion of yourself." Roka said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You picked 1. I gotta say, that sounds like you're talking about yourself."

"Shut up, Roka."

"Fine. But, hey, next time choose 'modest' instead of a number." Roka said through chuckles. Fox just rolled his eyes, which seemed like his new 'thing'.

"Panther. Truth or Dare?" Krystal said with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Truth…" He replied nervously. "What the fuck does she have planned?"

"Do you take Enzyte?"

"No."

"Yes." Wolf reassured them. Krystal stood up and pointed at Panther.

"HA! I knew it! You're a fake!" Krystal continued laughing, content in her new discovery. Even though she found this groundbreaking, the others just found it nerve-wracking. "I knew this guy couldn't be all that!"

"Big whoop. Wolf. Truth or Dare?" Spoke the slightly annoyed feline.

"Dare."

"Ya know that general that these guys take orders from? Listen; phone him up and…" The rest was only heard by Wolf via whisper. Wolf's face didn't change, much to the annoyance of the rest of the team.

"What kind of dumbass fag dare is that? You really think I'd do something that stupid?"

"Yes, actually." Panther said with a smirk. He received a punch to the nose. So hard that it made a bit of blood trickled down to his lip. Out of instinct, Panther began licking it up.

"Fine." The lupine began walking over to the screen. "I still think this is pretty retarded. The dude's cracked, what would I gain from doing this?"

"Just do it." Panther shoved him into the panel. Without warning, the screen came on and showed the image of another room. It was Slippy's. He was in the corner, crying, hugging what looked like a teddy bear.

"And I thought he was cracked." Wolf said. He was careful not to mention the name. Slippy continued to cry for a while. "Man, he really cared about that disgusting block. What the fuck is wrong with him?"

"It didn't help that Falco and Katt were making out in front of him." Roxy said accusingly.

"Oh, come on." Katt retorted. "The gettin' was good."

"Yeah, and in front of all of us." Roka said.

"Whatever. I'm getting on with this dare." Wolf then dialed several numbers and switched on visual. The screen was a dull blue for only a few seconds before the image of General Pepper appeared.

"What do you want?!" He shouted in his gruff voice. "I'm very busy!" Wolf then gave him the finger.

"Suck my dick, cum-guzzler!" Shouted Wolf. He then disconnected the transmission before Pepper could say anything. "That wasn't nearly as enjoyable as I thought it would be."

"Are you a madman?!" Roka was now shaking him uncontrollably. "You just flipped off General Pepper! He'll kill you!"

"Roka, calm down!" Roxy grabbed him and shoved him into a chair. She then reached for her jacket and took out a bag of peach rings. "Here, eat these." Roka quickly grabbed them and opened the package. He slowly began consuming the rings.

"Did I happen to see something on Pepper's desk?" Wolf questioned.

"Like what?" Asked Krystal, only half-curious.

"Like cocaine."

"Pepper wouldn't do that." Fox quickly said.

"Yeah. I mean, the guy's a nut job…" Falco defended, though he didn't seem to be doing so. "…But he would stoop to that length. That doesn't matter. He saw where you were, Wolf. And if he finds out we were playing Truth or Dare, he'll think one of us did it. Can you imagine how catastrophic that would be for us?"

"Unless of course he found out it was Panther's fault." Katt submitted. "Then, we're in the clear."

"Yeah, but what'll he do?" Krystal asked.

"Why that damn Wolf O'Donnell! He'll pay for this!" The general was furious. He pushed a button on his desk, and a minute later a soldier in uniform stepped in.

"Yes, General Pepper, sir?" He said, saluting him. He was a young porcupine, no older than 25.

"Send someone up to the Great Fox immediately!"

"Might I ask why, sir?"

"You may." An awkward pause soon followed. The soldier expected Pepper to instantly answer.

"Um…Why?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Pepper replied, strangely cheerful.

"What is this guy's problem?" The soldier thought.

"Wolf O'Donnell just messaged me, flipped me off, and called me a cum-guzzler." The door was still open, and a passing secretary gasped and ran off. "Send someone up."

"Why is Wolf there?" The soldier asked.

"I don't know, just send someone up." Pepper answered.

"Who should I send?"

"I don't care! Just do it, damn it!" Pepper snapped. He even threw a lamp at the soldier. He ran out of the room, slamming the door in urgency to separate himself from the insane man that was his leader. Pepper proceeded to sniffing up white trails of cocaine through a straw. "It's a good thing no one knows I do this."

Down the hall, the soldier from before was phoning someone, apparently the one who was being sent up to the Great Fox.

"Yes sir...No, I don't know why he was there...No, I don't know why he did that...Why would be dared to? ...Well, that's just a suggestion, I really don't think-...Good point, I'm not the one being sent up there...Alright…Ok…Good luck, Sergeant Grey." He then hung up the phone.

Cliffhangers everywhere. Can you guess? I ain't giving you any hints here. Well, except for the little thing in the first author's note. Well, let's just say a crossover might happen. Ok, it will, but you'll have to guess what it is and when it'll happen. So, leave some reviews, give me ideas, whatever. I like it when people let me know what they think. So, review or I won't just find Waldo...I'll make sure everyone knows where he is. Six feet under. If you love Waldo, then review and leave ideas. Not only that, but you can help me decide what should happen to Leon by Katt's hands. Don't make it sexual, make it gruesome and bloody. Try and throw in some skin burning and wedgies. CYA!!