Peace In Lylat, And Good Will To Star Fox
Written by: Pasta Masta
The author speaketh: Last time, Fox faced off with vengeance-seeking criminals who wanted to off him, but fortunately, he was victorious, with some help from his un-friend. Fox and Krystal haven't been able to get some free time for themselves either, well... here's the eleventh chapter, people:
Cornerian Military Base, 12:37 p.m.
"You think it's over!? You think me being delivered to a prison will end this!? You're dead wrong, McCloud!! I, Synddin Calsiér, will take Star Fox down! Just you wait, it'll happen. Until then, though, you can just suck my-... " the voice was cut off as a door was slammed in Synddin's face, and him and his crew were 'towed' away by the police.
Falco had a good enough imagination to figure what the raccoon was going to say, but he kept his beak shut. Instead, he just grinned, "Well, I guess we showed those punks, huh Foxie?"
"He honestly didn't think for one second that he could defeat the Star Fox team, did he?" Krystal asked with a smile.
"For him to have any thoughts of the sort would have been ridiculous, indeed, but don't be too full of pride." Peppy directed this statement more at Fox, "Fox, you would have been a goner had Wolf not shown up. "
Fox looked semi-accusingly at Falco and Krystal, "Well, Wolf's not the only who could've helped me, ya know?"
Falco snorted, "Oh, yeah, sorry 'bout that, Fox. In case you didn't notice, I was dispatching a few of the guy's goonies." but Krystal was more sympathetic, "I-I'm sorry, Fox, but Falco and I had to take care of those thugs of his, he made sure you were totally independent, so, Wolf was the only one who could assist you.
Fox stared at his lover, "Yeah, your right, Krys. I shouldn't have barked at you." but Fox wasn't all there when he said this, and Krystal could tell, "Man, she is so beautiful, I could swim in those eyes for days, years even."
Krystal was quite flattered that Fox thought this way about her, but she was a little annoyed that he most likely didn't hear a word she just said, "Ah well, I guess you can't always get everything." The vixen sighed with a small grin.
Sargasso Station, 1:08 p.m.
Wolf was in a surprisingly good mood. All who witnessed what had just taken place-which was probably all of Corneria; Wolf noticed those scared little news anchors hiding in the background when he arrived-saw Star Wolf step in, and it's lead pilot help out Star Fox's captain, Fox McCloud. Wolf O'Donnell was actually applauded after taking down Synddin, and rescuing Fox in the process, and Star Wolf's reputation? Well, they're still remembered for all of the awful crimes they have committed (aiding a crazed scientist tyrant in the takeover of a system was not something easily forgotten), but the fact that had helped in a few tight pinches, which ultimately proved to benefit the Lylat system, and of course prevented some of the system's most recognized heroes from dying in combat, it's safe to say that their indirect acts of reconciliation have earned them the right to continue existing in Lylat.
There was an impatient knock at his door, "Wolf!? Come on, Leon fixed up some lunch for us!" Panther called, entirely unaware of what his fearless captain was doing in his quarters.
After Wolf had finished today's journal entry, he quickly shoved the book into it's secret fire-proof compartment, which was embedded in the wall beside his bed, and guarded by several heavy-duty padlocks as well as a fingerprint scanner, all of this concealed behind a mid-sized Star Wolf poster.
"Well, Leon's not nearly as bad of a cook as Panther is, so I guess bringing along some anti-indigestion pills won't be necessary." Wolf didn't want to think about Panther's last 'meal', all he dared himself to remember was Leon almost upchucking in his Wolfen cockpit, an hour after dinner took place.
"I'm just glad that happened before we ran into Star Fox. If they saw any of that, we'd never hear the end of it." Wolf squeezed his eye shut at the thought, they had suffered enough humiliation at the hands of Star Fox. "Wolf! Come on!! Do want lunch or not!?" Panther yelled, once again. Wolf hardly dubbed this a suitable way for one to speak to their commander, but, when it came to food, he let it go, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" Wolf grouchily replied. Oh, how soon a good mood can end.
Cornerian Military Base, 1:10 p.m.
"I'm glad that's been dealt with." General Pepper sighed as he briskly walked away from the ever so inquisitive press. He could understand them wanting to speak with a high-ranking leader as himself, but they were there, they shouldn't have to be told what happened twice, "But the public would much rather hear it coming from my mouth, I suppose." The General mumbled.
"Si-sir, the Prime Minister of Katina, Ruhpeus Langhut, would like to have a word with you... " A humble newbie, a meerkat, nervously approached him, Pepper chuckled, and looked at his name tag: "M. Jones". The meerkat continued, "...he says it's fairly urgent, sir."
Pepper curtly nodded, "Thank you, uh... Mr. Jones! I'll see him right away." and the General promptly went to his office, and opened a communications line with Ruhpeus. The image of an old, walnut-colored vulpine appeared on the screen.
"Ah, General Pepper, thank you for getting back to me so quickly. So, I know those gang members were put away, and their threat to Corneria was snuffed, but... " Ruhpeus took on a worried expression, "...are they alone General? Might there be more of them out there, do you know?"
General Pepper had also thought about this, but, "I don't know, Ruhpeus... it's anyone's guess as to what could be happening behind the scenes, but I plan to get the Star Fox team on it, and maybe... team Star Wolf." the General visibly grew a little nervous a the mention of Star Wolf, and Rhupeus' eyes grew at the last remark. "Star... Star Wolf!? General, need I remind you of Star Wolf's past doings? Surely you aren't serious!?" (Author: I am serious, and don't call me Shirley. XD Sorry, that just reminded me of 'Airplane!'. If you haven't seen it or heard of it, it's a good movie. Yes, back to the story.)
But Pepper expected this sort of reaction, and the hound was prepared to answer it...
The Great Fox, 1:33 p.m.
Fox was going over Peppy's words in his head, and found a valuable truth in them, but, what if he chose to place his trust in someone who wasn't entirely trustworthy? He didn't want to suffer the same fate as his father, and it pained him to think of it, but he just couldn't take such risks, and he couldn't bare to leave Krystal, the love of his life, to go through something like that, especially given the tragedies she's already had to endure.
As always, Fox had forgotten about the vixen's telepathy, and these thoughts almost caused Krystal to weep; she knew he wasn't just another heartless mercenary since she met him, she knew it, but she had no idea he was capable of... this, and it truly touched her, and made her admire him that much more.
Krystal wiped her eyes, and left for the living area.
"Hey, Slip-up!" Falco blared, "The microwave is acting goofy, when are you gonna get around to fixing it?!" Falco waited expectantly for an answer, and when he got none he opened his beak to call again, but was shushed by a rather calm Krystal, "Goodness Falco, quit your racket will you? Slippy's in the hangar, dealing with the Arwings."
Falco gave her a funny look, "What's wrong with you? You've just been sitting there, staring at nothing for the past half hour! Don't tell me Fox upset you, is it time for me to straighten out that orange fur ball?
Krystal rolled her eyes, "That orange fur ball happens to be my fiancée. But no, he did nothing, I just don't feel very energetic right now."
Falco decided not to further question her, but he knew she wasn't really telling the truth. Besides, he wasn't going to have cold lunch, he needed to find Slippy. "Alright, whatever. Anyways, I've gotta go place a bonfire beneath a certain amphibian." With that, the avian ran off.
In The Great Fox's Hangar
Slippy was running some diagnostic scans on the Arwings when Falco entered the room. Slippy suddenly knew this was not going to be a very friendly visit.
"Yo, Slip." the bird casually greeted, but Slippy could tell the conversation to come wasn't going to be a casual one. "Yeah, I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking." Falco sarcastically quipped, "But, the reason I came? You know that microwave in the 'Mess Hall'? The darn thing just up and quit on me! I tell ya, there is no way in Lylat I'm going to ha-...!" Falco was interrupted by the loudspeaker,"Everyone! Report to the bridge, now!" it was obviously McCloud speaking, and Slippy's shoulders relaxed somewhat in relief.
"Alright everyone! General Pepper, along with the Katinan Prime Minister, have requested that we go out and see if there are any more followers of that Synddin guy, or any unknown illegal operations, and of course if there are, we are to alert the General... " Fox's voice then lost a good portion of the confidence it held, "...And he wants us to... um... be assisted by Star Wolf, if they agree to help us..."
Everyone had shock written across their faces.
"...You're not kidding, are you Fox...!?" Falco sputtered, Krystal however, wasn't too bothered, although she was still rather shocked.
"Star Wolf, Fox? Well, if it's what the General wants..." she meekly replied, "As long as they don't try to pull anything!" Slippy exclaimed, and Peppy had a serious look on his face.
"He's got a point, Fox. How do we know if we can trust them?", Fox looked at him with some uncertainty. "I don't, Peppy, but I think I can trust Wolf, and his crew, well, I hope I can."
Author: Poor Krystal and Fox, they just can't find time for themselves it seems, but they will, one way or another. So, Star Fox & Star Wolf working together, eh? Well, it really shouldn't be much a surprise, I'd think. So, if you want to find out how this 'mission' of theirs will turn out, you'll have to read chapter 12!! BWA HA HA HAAA!!!! Yeah, I've gone nuts, sue me.