Meanwhile, Falco wolfed his pancakes into his beak, rudely chewing and swallowing. It was quite disgusting, yet manly. He finished rather quickly, and stood. He walked back to the front desk to pay.
"That was good." said Falco as he fingered through his money. "Here, here's a little tip. Maybe you can buy yourself some more "products" when all the ones you have now melt."
"That's getting old, Falco. And for the last time, it isn't true."
Falco grinned sarcastically. "Look, I'm paying you here. I don't think you should be saying much."
"Whatever, Falco. Thank you. And come again."
Falco began to leave. Krystal suddenly called out to him again.
"Falco, wait!"
"What? I paid the right amount, I swear."
"Not that. Please answer me honestly. Would you ever try to hurt me?"
Falco burst out laughing. "No, why?"
"Just making sure..."
Panther butted in. "It seems someone is out to-"
"Shut up, Panther." said Krystal, hushing him. Falco's brow raised. "Just nevermind. You can go now."
"You're weird." commented Falco as he turned around. He exited the building.
"And goodbye to you too." angrily huffed Krystal as she sat back down. Panther continued stalking her like a hawk.
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"What is THIS?!" shrieked Slippy as he stared wide eyed at the moniter. Fox looked and couldn't decide whether to laugh at Slippy's shock or throw up at the actual image. Slippy had come across a picture of his father raping a vixen that happened to formerly be on their team.
"Wow. When did THIS happen?" asked Fox.
"Oh, I'm talking to him about this!"
Fox watched in amusement as Slippy fumed in both rage and embarrassment. The toad went back and decided to go somewhere else, to a place called " ." He only knew of the social boards, Like Current Events, Random Insanity, and others, along with the more popular game boards like Super Smash Bros. Melee. Fox loomed behind him, noting that it was almost time for them to switch...