She saw Doc watching her and smiling, and she began grinning instantly. "Hi!"
He chuckled as she rolled off the bed face-first, then stood up and darted over to him. "You guys got here fast! He said that you wouldn't be here for another day, at least! Where's everyone else? Did you guys see the pool table?"
He laughed at her eagerness, then told her that they were down a floor, and yes they had seen the pool table.
She replied that Luigi and Guido had been playing nearly the entire vacation. He chuckled at that, then rolled up the ramp, going to see the rest of the beach house.
"If Doc's here… that means… Fillmore is too!" She leaped for the ramp, and slid down it, whooping excitedly.
Lightning grinned, hearing the sounds of an excited Foxy nearing. "A delayed welcome in three… two… one…"
"Fillmore!" Foxy sped into the room, and leaped onto the bus's roof, hugging his roof tightly. "Hi, I missed you!" She exclaimed, leaping from his roof to what was obviously going to be his bed.
Lightning and Sheriff chuckled, seeing that she was overjoyed to see the bus.
"Hey, man. I missed ya too." The two embraced, Foxy bouncing on her toes eagerly.
"Jeez, you act like you haven't seen anyone in years, Foxy." Lightning replied, laughing.
"It felt like it was longer then that to me…" She replied, but darted out of his room, only to poke her head back in. "C'mon, you've gotta see this! I've got bunk beds!"
"Foxy, chill!" Lightning rolled over to her, but she darted out of his reach, her tail a blur. Her eyes were wild with excitement, and she crouched in a playful position, ready to leap at him if necessary.
"Foxy, go watch your Doctor Who. They're not goin' anywhere." Sheriff replied, and instantly her tail stopped wagging.
"Okay." She stood up and headed back up the ramp.
"Was she that insane earlier?" Sarge asked, looking baffled.
"Nope. In fact, yesterday she was just…" Lightning cast around for the right word to use, and Sheriff nodded.
"She was kinda down."
"Yeah. She was like that earlier this morning, too."
Foxy had darted into her room, shut off the tv, and crept up the ramp, peeking above the floor to see if she could sneak-attack Doc. She found him, turned away from her, looking out the sliding glass doors. She grinned evilly, then slunk over to the couch, hiding on the floor so he didn't see her. Next, she darted over to the table, then the two chairs that were sitting by the fireplace. She crept towards the kitchen table, and decided to make her move.
She pounced for his roof, and he turned around at the exact same moment, capturing her in a bear hug, laughing at his trick. She began laughing and squirming, trying to wiggle out of his grasp and try again, but he didn't release her. "C'mon, let me go, I gotta try again!" She insisted, and he just laughed. "Doc…!" She complained, still giggling too hard to be genuinely angry.
"All right, all right." He let her go, and ruffled her hair, chuckling.
"You'll never guess what we found!"
"What did ya find?"
"C'mon and see!" With that, she was halfway across the room.
Doc followed after her, and entered her room. She began rapidly babbling about the trunk and its contents and what they guessed it was from, and his eyes grew wide. "That's where ya got that dress from…"
"Yeah, see? And there were lots of necklaces, and stockings, and corsets too!"
"And ya found all this in a trunk in the sand?"
"Yeahyeahyeah!" She replied, her tail a blur.
"Now we know what kinda fox you are, Foxy. A treasure-huntin' one." He replied, chuckling quietly.
"Sheriff helped dig it out. I just dug a random hole and stumbled across it." She replied, the front part of her foot drawing little circles in the carpet shyly.
Doc looked over the jewels, and passed her her phone.
"Where'd you find it?! Uh.. I mean… I didn't lose it! I just… misplaced it?"
"Foxy, honestly. Ya'd lose your head if it weren't attached."
"Yeah, yeah, you caught me. Anyways, where was it?"
"On the couch."
"Oh." She laughed, and set it down next to the jewels. "Hmm… now, where did I put that dress… Oh! Here it is! There were lots of other ones in it too, but I like that one best. It looks like a female Beetlejuice outfit." Doc laughed at that, and the two left her room, Foxy intent on telling Fillmore about their escapade. She did, and didn't realize that she had managed to capture her new roommates' attention as well. "Hi, Ramone! Hi, Mater!" She replied, and they grinned.
"'Sup, L-Z?"
"The dress! Look at it! It's incredible!" She pulled it out and held it up.
"That sure is purdy, Foxy."
"Thanks, Mater." She gave him a smile, then put the dress away. "Now, for the ultimate game of tag." A sinister grin appeared on her face, and her eyes narrowed excitedly.
The others grinned and scattered at once. Foxy bolted out of the room, nearly running face-first into the wall. She slid down the ramp, and took off, seeing Mater's tow hook just going around the corner. She pounced, and hit her target. "Rarghargh!" She growled, laughing as she hugged Mater's roof. The rusty tow truck laughed with her, and she jumped down from his roof, instantly getting a hug from him. "Mater, you've gotta see this, it's incredible!" With that, she took off towards the door that led to the balcony, Mater following close behind. "Look! Isn't it amazing!"
"Dadgum, it sure is! Ya got a hammock!"
Foxy laughed, and she jumped into it, only to have it spin and dump her out, flat on the deck. Mater laughed, and she tried again. "There, much better…"
The sliding glass door they had seen as they headed for the hammock opened, and to their surprise, Fillmore rolled out.
"Hi! How'd you find us?"
"The window." He pointed a tire, and sure enough, there was a window.
"Is that your room?"
He nodded, and Foxy grinned.
"What were ya doin' the whole time before we got here, man?" Fillmore asked later that day.
The storm had cleared around noon, and now they were just lying in the hammock, relaxing.
"Not a whole lot, actually. I tried on that dress, obviously, read a book or two, and watched Doctor Who. That and there was a LOT of pool. And the beach."
He chuckled, and Foxy pushed off against the deck, making the hammock sway gently, a leg dangling off the edge to do so. "It's so nice here. I'd love to live here every day of my life, if I could." She commented quietly, her arms folded behind her head, a slight smile on her face.
"Me too, Elizabeth."
For a while, they did nothing but listen to the waves beat against the sand, the warm summer air passing by on a light breeze. It truly did seem like paradise to the two, now that they were reunited. "And the best part of it all, we don't even have to do anything, at least not if we don't want to." She hadn't realized that she had spoken her thoughts, and Fillmore looked to her.
"What're ya talkin' about?"
"Oh, I was just thinking. About how living here for a week, we don't have to do anything unless we want to, how there's nothing to worry about, since Lightning reserved it already and paid in advance."
Fillmore nodded in understanding, and the two became quiet again, enjoying the afternoon.
Foxy heard the strains of ukulele music coming from somewhere, and she thought she recognized it.
"There's no place I'd rather be, then on my surfboard out at sea. Lingering in the ocean blue, and if I had one wish come true, I'd surf 'till the sun sets beyond the horizon." She sang softly, smiling at the familiar tune as it went into native Hawaiian.
Fillmore, whose eyes had been shut with the quiet, opened them and looked down at her with a slight smile.
She returned it, snuggled closer to his side, and sighed happily, listening to the low sounds of the song flow from wherever it was coming from, the mood too peaceful to shatter. She used her foot again and sent the hammock swaying gently once more. Her eyelids lowered gradually until they were shut tightly, the peacefulness of the area welcoming.
Inside, Lightning was searching for Foxy and Fillmore, wanting to know if they wanted to go to the beach. He headed towards Fillmore's room, figuring that since they weren't in Foxy's, that they had to be in his. He was slightly surprised at first, but a quick glance out the window provided him with their whereabouts. He smiled, and rolled down to the others, figuring that he could leave them be for now. "They're in the hammock." He told the others, and Doc chuckled. His mission finished, Lightning led the rest outside, and over the dunes to the beach.
Foxy raised herself from the hammock about halfway, having heard the group's engines. She peered around the railing and saw them, heading to the beach. She didn't even believe herself as she laid down in the hammock again, getting comfortable and shutting her eyes. She felt a tire being laid over her, and smiled, her eyes still shut. She could go to the beach anytime, this was what she had wanted to do earlier. Lay in the hammock with Fillmore, and just relax. Unwind. Chill. She kicked the deck again, softly, sending the hammock swaying.
Fillmore had to admit, he was surprised that Foxy was lying at his side, completely quiet and content. He would've thought that she would go to the beach, or go play a game of pool, but instead she was still here, as calm as could be, lying at his side. He liked this side of her best of all, because it was when their mojo was completely in sync. That, and it was so rare to see her so relaxed, since she loved to go, go, go.
The two laid in the hammock for the next few hours, Foxy completely at ease.
"Hey, aren't you guys coming inside?" Lightning asked softly, not wanting to shatter the mood.
Foxy's eyes blinked open, and she made the hammock sway again, giving him a smile but saying nothing.
"Foxy?"
"I'm all right here right now. You?" She turned to Fillmore, who shook his front. "We're good, Light."
He blinked in surprise. She sounded so… like Fillmore. Without a care in the world, as long as she had Fillmore and a hammock. "I don't think I've ever seen you this relaxed, Foxy…" He replied in wonder, giving the hammock a gentle shove for them.
"With you hanging around, I won't be for long. We'll be in later." She gave him a soft smile, then slid a pair of black sunglasses over her eyes, Fillmore giving her an amused smile.
Lightning just shook his hood, then left, smiling at how easy it was to get Foxy's energy level down to zero.
"They still out there?" Sheriff nodded his hood towards the deck, and Lightning nodded.
"You should see Foxy! She's just so… soo… relaxed. It's weird! All she's doing is just laying there and swinging every few minutes, but she acts as though she's-" "Relaxin'. I was hopin' she'd get to it sooner or later."
"What do you mean, Sheriff?"
"Didja ever see her that relaxed this trip?"
"No… I haven't. She's always been doing something…"
Sheriff nodded. "Exactly. She needs to learn to relax more often."
"She's Foxy though. Isn't she supposed to be wild, or at least constantly doing something?"
Sheriff shook his hood, and Lightning looked at him in surprise.
"Really? She just… doesn't seem like the relaxing kind…"
"Then what 'kind' is she, kid?" Doc, having heard their voices, rolled over to the duo.
"The kind that never stops doing something, even if she's watching tv. Out there, she's just… doing nothing, and perfectly happy doing it."
Doc glanced out the window, and sure enough, there she was, lying at Fillmore's side, her shades hidden by a large straw hat that was up over her face. He chuckled, and nodded his hood at the window. The two turned, and Lightning's eyes widened.
"Huh. She only had the shades when I went out about five minutes ago."
"Kid, leave 'em be until she comes in. She's doin' what she likes, and that happens to be nothin'." With that, Doc and Sheriff headed towards the ramp that would take them to their rooms, talk falling between the two. Only Lightning was left watching as they swung gently in the rope bed, his hood tilted in confusion. Eventually, he too gave up, and headed up to his room, planning to watch some television.
As the day began to die down, and the sun began to set, the air became cooler, but Foxy didn't mind. It was nice after laying in the warm breeze all day. She sat up with a soft, happy sigh, gazing at the sunset. "Look." She gently nudged Fillmore with a hand, and his eyes blinked open.
"Hmm?"
"Look at the sunset."
He nodded, and the two watched the sun set from the hammock, staying until it was just a sliver of red above the ocean.
I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE this chapter! ^^ It's just the perfect low-key sort of day, and we learn that Foxy CAN be relaxed after all! XD
Kudos to anyone who knows what movie that song's from, speaking of which, I don't own that song. There's not much to it, but that's because it's just some of the English in a mainly-Hawaiian song. :)
Okay, I can't tell you guys how awesome Ukulele music is! That's all that I listened to while writing this chapter, and I feel like it shows. ^^ Hope you guys like this chapter as much as I do! ^^
EmilyTheBrave, Transformers Dark of The Moon is coming on today on FX, if you get that channel! ^^ I seriously wish they'd play the first one and the second ones, those two are my favorites. ^^ And you LUCKY GIRL! You got Eleven's SONIC? :O IwantIwantIwantIwant! You are sooo incredibly lucky, it's unbelievable! Eleven's my absolute FAVORITE! :D
Good job, Kitty! How'd you know it was Doc right off the bat?
Look for the next chapter of Finding Bus comin' up soon after this, then I'm off to write more stories and read some Transformers fanfiction! XD See ya! ^^