Relics combed his snowy hair for the sixty fourth time. No matter what it looked like, no matter how nice it was, it still wasn't good enough. He had to look better than he did for school, he had to look better than he did arriving on Corneria and he most certainly had to look better than he did on the news with his shirt caught in the door. So far Lana was the only more than half bearable person he had met. He liked everyone else (the ones that didn't try to gut him because he talked to their ex-girlfriends that is) but if he had to be locked in a room with no entertainment and with somebody else present, he'd proffer it to be Lana. She was nice in all aspects of the word; she was a nice person, nice to the senses and as Jason put it, a nice piece of-

"Oh thank God!" Relics sighed with relief and ran to the door to answer it. He passed through the dining room and the living room to reach the entry way with a very heavy door at the entrance. The second Relics opened the door Jason jumped right in, carrying a large bouquet of Zoness Lily Flowers. The flowers smelled heavenly and exactly like Lana.

"Sorry it took so long Mr. McCloud, traffic was a nightmare." The German Sheppard panted.

"I bet it was." Relics said and looked at Jason's new bruise on his face. "Did you run into any other complications?"

"No… oh crap! You got any band aids… well look at you!" Jason said forgetting the cut he found on his hand when he saw Relics dressed in the tuxedo he had chosen. "Not bad, even for a human- not that there is anything wrong with humans or being one!" Jason added quickly.

"Relax Jason; I'm not going to take offense. I'm only human after all." Relics said.

'And you ain't nothing' but a hound dog.'

"Okay. Sorry, I just didn't want to offend you or-"

"So how do I look?" Relics asked interrupting Jason so he'd drop the conversation of him being a human.

Jason nodded and looked him over. "It fits you well, no wrinkles in it, no stains, you took a shower," Jason said sniffing him making Relics shiver, "something wrong?"

Relics shook his head. "No I'm… I'm just not used to being sniffed like that. We don't sniff each other where I'm from."

'Especially each other's butts, so don't get any damn ideas.' Relics thought to himself while thinking of a normal canine.

"Oh, sorry sir." Jason said taking a step back. "But um… yeah overall you look good; at least I think you do. I bet she will too, Hell, she probably thinks you're hot already when she pinched your ass."

"Oh God you saw that!?" Relics nearly exclaimed.

"Who didn't see that?" Jason chuckled. "Oh boy is she crazy! I bet she's even crazier in the sack. I've heard stories about how wild minx's are and they'll try damn near anything. This one guy managed to get two minxes at once and he had a heart attack and died as he… never mind." Jason said and didn't say anything more on account that Relics was cringing. "So are you all ready?"

Relics didn't answer right away. Jason had just overloaded his mind with too much info and he had to wade through it before he could talk. "Yeah I think so-"

"Where are you taking her?" Jason asked.

'The Winchester and then the back alley for some good surprise buttse- wait what? …Sometimes I weird out even myself…'

"I don't-"

"YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW!?" Jason shouted.

"HOW CAN I KNOW? I'VE ONLY BEEN HERE TWO WEEKS AND I CAN'T LEAVE THE FUCKING HOUSE WITHOUT GETTING HOUNDED, GAWKED AT, OR QUESTIONED!" Relics shouted back out of frustration making Jason flinch.

"Sorry Mister McCloud I didn't mean to-"

"No, no it's fine." Relics said rubbing his temples. "I don't know where I can take her but if you have any suggest-"

"The Winchester." Jason said firmly.

'… Great another telepathic Cornerian.'

"The Winchester, what's that?" Relics asked wondering if he should start wearing a tinfoil helmet to block people's minds from raping his.

Jason smiled and motioned for Relics to follow him. "The Winchester," Jason said fondly as he and Relics sat down on the loveseat couch in front of the gargantuan sized three-D television "is where my beautiful wife Chloe and I first met. It was in the summer,-"

'Oh great, a life story.'

"-I remember it like it was only yesterday! Her hair was so long then, I could have ran my paws through it for hours, her fur was so shiny and sleek, her eyes sparkled in the candlelight and her gorgeous panther face drew all eyes to her. I was just a private at the time who just graduated from Spec Ops Training Academy so naturally I was young, brash, and stupid which is the whole reason we met. One look at her and I thought, I'm going to get her back to my place and fuck the Hell out of her doggie style!"

'Too much info… AGAIN!'

"I ordered her and myself a pretty heavy drink and walked towards her, she was sitting with her back was to me so she didn't see me coming and since I was so focused in on her hot body, I didn't see the food trolley coming." Jason said and then his tone went very toneless as he recanted the bad memory. "I tripped, the glass went flying and the entire drink went right onto her bare back."

'Smooth.'

Jason shook his head and sighed. "I almost didn't get up; I thought that if I lay there long enough I'd up and leave my body. That was then I heard her laugh. It was that laugh that made me see the error of my ways, sure she's a hot piece of ass but she's more than that."

Relics blinked a few times before saying. "And?"

Jason smiled, "Seven months later we got married. Not much to say after that, we tried to have kids but it's… taking some time."

"Kids!? How can you have kids you're different species of Cornerian!" Relics said forgetting that Lana was a minx which is a vulpine and a feline mixed.

"Well in some rare instances, about one in every thousand, different species can have hybrid children. We've been trying; oh let me tell you we have been trying." Jason said with a smug chuckle in his voice.

'Once again too much info.' Relics thought distastefully.

"You're not going to be the one who teaches your children how to drive are you?" Relics asked suddenly.

"Wha- what's wrong with my driving?" Jason asked.

"Well, apart from cutting people off, nearly running pedestrians over, giving people the finger and starting street fights, nothing." Relics said innocently.

Jason squinted at Relics. "Touché Mr. McCloud. Touché."

"So what now?" Relics asked.

Jason looked at his watch. "Well, we have about four hours until seven and we should leave then… I don't know what do you want to do?"

'Close my eyes and pretend it's all a bad dream.'

"I got nothing to do." Relics shrugged.

For a while there was a pause in communication. The human sat silently but Jason was fidgeting and would open his muzzle and close it again as if he were about to ask or say something but lacked the nerve to ask it. There was a point that Jason's well groomed tail wagged on its own accord and then stopped all together. Finally, after whatever wall Jason had to scale over in his mind to find the courage to speak up, he said.

"Well… Mister McCloud I uh… I don't really know that much about you or humans for that matter-"

"You want me to tell you a little something about myself?" Relics interrupted.

"If it isn't a bother."

Relics made a half a smile and nodded slightly. "Alright, what do you want to know?"

"Well everything really, Mister McCloud." Jason said eagerly.

'You and everyone else on Corneria.'

"Okay. Well by your standards I am seventeen years old where on my planet I am sixteen. I'm not a straight "A" student but I get by. I like to exercise, read, and practice with firearms. As you can see I'm not all that interesting." Relics finished with a bit of self served humor.

"What else do you do for fun?" Jason asked.

"Well I used to be able to drink as much as I wanted, that passed the time." Relics laughed. "Other than that I used to play video games but kind of grew out of it, I watch television, movies, go camping, play Frisbee, and sometimes I'd go on a date with my girlfriend, or should I say ex?" Relics finished with a grim tone.

"Ah, did she rip your guts out and leave you bleeding? Bitch." Jason added as he'd been there before.

"No, after your lot attacked I haven't seen her in person since. I spoke with her once but she said she and her family were moving to Earth." Relics snapped.

"Oh." Jason said and couldn't look the human in the eye because of the fire leaping from the cold grey orbs. As Relics glared longer at the canine his anger disintegrated rapidly. He told himself to cut the Cornerians some slack and try to think less negatively about them. It was easier said than done as the pain of losing his father to them was only just starting to dull over a few weeks before he came here. Regardless, he had to let his hate go, not because he really wanted to, but out of necessity if he wished to survive.

'I know it was his kind that did it but… he and most all of his kind had nothing to do with it, and he was only trying to put my ex down to bring me up.'

"Hey Jason, don't worry about it man. I know what you were doing, it's fine." Relics said softly as the ice returned to his eyes, subduing the fire inside

"I'm sorry Mister McCloud."

'Should I or shouldn't I? It would probably break the ice a little… oh Hell with it.'

"You know what Jason? Why don't you just call me Relics? You don't have to call me mister anything."

"Oh." Jason said, who was genuinely shocked by what Relics just said. "Okay Mist- I mean Relics."

Again the awkward silence fell on the loveseat couch but this one was better then the others. After a few minutes though, the fuzzy feelings got to Relics.

"Alright, enough of this touchy, felly, fuzzy crap. What should we do now?"

"I still don't have an idea." Jason replied humorously.

Relics sighed and started strumming his fingers on the arm rest of the two seated couch. "Oh wait! Why don't you take me to meet your wife?"

"Yeah…" Jason said nervously. "She's a little… disappointed I won't be home for dinner tonight so maybe not tonight."

"Jason if I'm getting you in trouble I can ask Pepper for another driver for the night."

"No it's fine, she says she understands but she did ask me to make a date with you when you'd be free." Jason said scratching behind his ears.

'Let's see I got Monday through Sunday free next week… I think I can work him in somewhere.'

"How about Friday?"

"Tomorrow?" Jason asked but nearly exclaimed.

"Is that a problem? Saturday then?"

"No, no, Friday is good for me… only Chloe's sister Aeris is coming for a visit tomorrow with her boyfriend Leo. But you know what? Why not? Tomorrow it is then!"

"Great." Relics said with a genuine smile. One of the first he had given to a Cornerian other than Lana. "You know you're still bleeding right?"

"…Shit."

~X~X~X~X~

"Thank you, so much Fara."

"Yeah, yeah." Fara grunted. "Not like I had anything else to do."

The chestnut vixen was sitting down on a large queen sized bed watching the minx change right in front of her. Since Lana had no sense in fashion or style she needed Fara there to make sure she didn't go as a drag queen on her date with the human. Not like it mattered anyway, he probably had as much if not less sense in fashion then Lana.

As the vixen watched the minx she didn't feel uncomfortable even though the minx was almost stark naked. A lacy bra and skimpy panties kept the minx from being completely naked. They had been friends for a few years now and this wasn't the first time Lana had been so exposed before, in fact she had been completely naked in front of her before on a few occasions.

"How about this one?" Lana asked holding up a blue dress to her body. Fara looked her over and then the dress over. Once she was done Lana could tell she was not amused. "Okay," Lana said throwing the dress onto a large pile of dresses next to Fara on the bed "how about this one?"

"Are you kidding me? What are you, a dominatrix? Do your parents even know that you have that dress?"

"No, not really." Lana said burning red as she put the black, lacy, dress that would hug all her curves, show her midriff, cleavage, and the side of her right leg all at once under the last dress just in case, God forbid, someone other than Fara sees it.

"Well they will if they watch TV and you go in that dress tonight." Fara scolded.

"What do you mean?" Lana asked.

Fara gave herself a face palm. "Lana, Lana, Lana. Have you ever seen a Cornerian and a human couple before?"

Lana's hands were wrestling with themselves unbeknownst to her as she tried to figure out what Fara was getting at. "No, no I haven't."

"Exactly!" Fara exclaimed. "You better take a laxative now because the paparazzi are going to shove cameras and questions so far down your throat they'll come out the back of you and bite you in the ass! Where are you going, have you kissed yet, when did you two meet, what can you tell the viewers about interspecies relationships, are there plans for marriage?"

"So typical you questions huh?" Lana asked cocking an eyebrow at her friend.

"Hey! I am not that nosy-"

"After their second date you asked Miyu how big Fox's di-"

"All right maybe I can be a little nosy at times." Fara interrupted.

"At times!?" Lana exclaimed. "After the third date you asked Miyu if they did it yet!"

Fara frowned and flared her ears a bit. "Do you want my help or not Lana?"

"Oh yes I-'

"Then respect my authority and put this dress on." Fara growled as she threw a red dress at the nervous lynx.

"This one? Are you sure? What if he doesn't like it?" Fara asked.

"Well then he won't like anything else." Fara snapped. "Now put it on or am I going to have to force you down and put it on you?"

"No I'll do it; you'd enjoy it too much." Lana said quickly as she started putting the dress on.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Fara asked.

"Katt Monroe." Lana said smugly.

"One time! We only did it once! And besides, we were totally wasted AND, we only made out!" Fara protested.

"But you loved every carpet eating moment of it." Lana sneered but that was the wrong move. She pushed Fara to the edge and now she'd pay. Without warning Fara attacked and tackled the minx to the ground. There was a loud ripping noise followed by a loud hiss. Lana didn't waste any time retaliating and unlike most cat fights the minx and the vixen didn't slap, pull hair or scratch, they hit, kicked, and punched each other as hard as they could and as hard as boys would. This was… common. Lana and Fara often fought but it never led to bad blood. It was a primal thing that dated back to the beginning of the Cornerian race, like pack animals play fighting.

After a quick fifteen minute scrap Lana laid on top of Fara panting, sweating, victorious, and the dominant one. Her sides hurt from all the body his Fara made and her clothes were ripped revealing her once concealed breasts. The shades were drawn so no one could see so Lana didn't mind. Fara wasn't in any better circumstances. She too was exhausted, her body hurt and her hair was a mess. If someone were to walk in on them now they wouldn't have thought they had been fighting in the slightest.

"Okay… Lana… you… win." Fara said between long intervals of panting.

Lana got off the tired vixen and helped her up. Now that that was out of the way, Lana decided to at least put a shirt on. She wasn't cold, the room was quite warm and after all the wrestling and fighting her rushing blood kept her more than warm. Once she put on a nice clean T-shirt she looked at her ruined dress.

"Damn it Fara!" Lana whined as she glared at the ripped arm. The dress's long sleeve was now hanging by a thread at the elbow and would have been perfect to wear for her date.

"Wha- oh… he-he, sorry." Fara said nervously.

"Sorry, that's all you ever are- no don't give me that look! The little blue green puppy eyes won't work on me Fara!" Lana snapped when she saw the innocent look Fara was giving her. "Oh not the ears! The ears!" Lana moaned as Fara's large fennec ears drooped. Lana looked away and smiled. "I can't stay mad at you, even though I should have killed you a long time ago."

"Great!" Fara said and hugged Lana. "Look, don't worry about this, we can fix it."

"How!? If you haven't seen already, there's only a single thread holding it on!" Lana hissed.

"I don't know… well maybe we could turn it into a sleeveless dress?" Fara suggested.

"But-"

"And maybe cut it here so it shows a little bit of this." Fara said trailing a finger down where she intended to cut away at the dress on Lana's chest.

"Cut that much and all you'll see is that." Lana replied curtly. "I might like him but not that much. Not enough to make myself look like a whore in front of all of Corneria."

"Too late." Fara murmured to herself but was heard.

"What do you mean by that? Am I going to have to kick your ass again?" Lana hissed playfully.

"I mean when you pinched his ass they got it on camera-"

"They got that on camera!?" Lana gasped, her eyes wide, tail bushy, and ears perked. "Damn it! Why do I let them persuade me to do such moronic things?"

"Who?" Fara asked.

"Tiffany and her friends! I don't know how but they got it in my head that we should tease him a little." Lana spat at herself more than Fara. "Why do I cave in so easily?"

Fara shrugged. "Because you're a slave to peer pressure?"

"I guess." Lana sighed and started to ponder a very bad flaw she had.

"Okay, come on minx girl. We've got work to do to make you of all people look classy. What do you want to do to this dress?" Fara asked after a long silence.

~X~X~X~X~

AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~ Hey guys, so I've redone this chapter and for any repeat readers who are wondering, where is the soft core sex scene with Fox and Miyu at the end? Well, I never really like that scene and got to thinking that technically Fox and Miyu are underage so… yeah, not gonna get into how bad that is. Plus when I originally wrote it, it was more of a way of meeting a quota of chapter length and I just got done writing Krystal's Honeymoon.