"Fine, then leave!" yelled Fox, now at a new high for anger too. "Maybe then I won't lose my virginity to a guy!"

"Oh, you still have Slippy! You won't need me, as if I'd want to join your little game anyway!" And with that, Falco stormed off. "I'm getting my stuff now. It was nice knowing you when I thought we had a friendship going, rather than you just wanting me in your room, Fox!"

"No, someone's just mad because we found your secret! Not my fault!" snapped Fox back. Falco just put his hand up and walked off.

"I think I'm leaving too!" huffed Krystal after a few moments silence. Fox whirled to face her.

"Oh, and why? Because you found out something about Falco and maybe Slippy?! Is it really so big of a deal that I may not be interested in you for you to leave, you shallow little-"

Fox was cut off by the sound of a door slamming in the distance. Falco reappeared in the doorway. "I'll be taking some of the food that I helped you losers pay for, so there's that if you even notice!"

Slippy was next to speak, after Falco disappeared again. "So, now everyone's leaving? Great, what a bunch of losers. They find one thing wrong with each other and just run like cowards!"

"No, I'm running because this definitely isn't the place for me!" hissed Krystal as she stood herself. Fox stepped in front of her.

"Oh, it's not?! You wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for me! So now you just leave because of this?! Slippy's right, you are a coward! You and Falco both!"

Krystal shoved Fox away from her. "Why do you want me to stay so much, hm?! I think it's someone else here who's the shallow one!"

The fighting went on and on, and by the end of it, both Krystal and Falco were officially leaving the team. They were packing their things and were to be gone by next afternoon at the latest...