This chapter contains scenes of violence and sexual themes
"Why do we have to go to the store?" Phil complained as he and Emilia were walking down the street to the corner market a few blocks down.
"I wanted to buy some fruit, they didn't have anything inside the house that I liked." she told him.
"I don't see why we have to buy our own food when Jack's loaded, I'm sure he would've been happy enough to buy us something to eat. Hell, I'm sure I could've convinced him to take us out to eat!" the raccoon told her with a sly smile.
"I know that, but it doesn't seem right to take advantage of the fact that he allowed us to stay inside his home. Besides, we can't exactly show up looking like this." she said pointing out the fairly worn down clothing she still wearing from the jail cell.
Phil disregarded her concern, "Nah, we look fine."
"You sure? You have a hole on your arm." she pointed out.
The raccoon sighed, "I'm not exactly swimming in cash right now, this place already looks too expensive to shop at as it is."
As befitting the upper class neighborhood that surrounds it, the market itself consisted of high end clothing and grocery stores as well as trendy cafes and restaurants. The two stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the well groomed crowd that gave them appalled and judging stares, something that Phil heavily disliked.
"I don't like it here Em, these people can't seem to stand a couple of ragtags like us." he grumbled.
"Fine, we'll make it quick if that'll make you feel better." she told him before spotting the grocery store, "Here we go, I'll just get something really quick okay?"
Phil sighed, "Could you make it snappy? I'm not really feeling comfortable here."
The lynx nodded, "Yeah."
She entered inside the store and was instantly overwhelmed at the expensive, modern ambiance that it offered to its customers. Even more than before did she feel out of class compared to the rest of the clientele.
It didn't take long before she felt lost in the many aisles holding items that she never even heard of before, and price tags that made her disinterested in knowing what they were.
"Excuse me? Where are the fruits?" she asked a female coati.
The coati turned to her and visibly recoiled a little, "Uh...are you lost or something?"
"Well yeah, that's why I'm asking you!" Emilia said a little confused by the coati's reaction.
"On the other side of the store..."
The lynx smiled gratefully, "Thanks! Have a nice day!"
The coati continued to grimace a little, "Yeah, you too."
Emilia didn't pay too much attention into the employee's attitude towards and instead focused on deciding what fruits she should bring back to the house.
At the fruit section, again the selection was both overwhelming and quite expensive. There were many fruits that she had never even heard of from countries she didn't know even existed.
She stood in the middle of the section pondering which to buy, "How do these people not starve? There's so many different choices here I could be picking for hours, but I should pick fast for Phil's sake."
She sighed, "I'll just buy what I know. Some apples, a pineapple maybe? Definitely some strawberries."
Picking up a basket and carefully making sure not to overspend on her choices she pick out a couple she and Phil could share.
Emilia walked past the makeup aisle, and after taking a quick glance at the mirror she felt a little disheartened how plain she felt compared to the picture perfect crowd that frequented this particular establishment.
"Damn it, maybe Phil was right, maybe we shouldn't be here..."
She scooted briskly to the cash register, and waited in line, even the magazines on the rack suggested a lifestyle only the wealthy could hope to afford.
After placing the items on the conveyor belt, she waited a short moment for them to scan.
She arrived at the pay station and smiled at the cashier, "What's up?"
He frowned a little, "That'll be 11.87." he simply stated.
She gulped, "12? Holy fucking shit, I just got like two apples, the pineapple, and that box of strawberries."
She pulled out her card and paid for it with the card reader.
"Thank you." the cashier told the lynx dryly.
"Thanks." she said back to him carrying the bag.
Emilia quickly made her way out of the store, "Phil, let's go. Phil?" she called out looking around for the raccoon.
He was no where to be found, she didn't see him in the same spot that he stood at earlier.
"Damn it, where is that stupid raccoon?" she muttered to herself.
Last thing the lynx wanted to be doing was looking for Phil in an area she was unfamiliar with, not to mention the locals taking issue with her being there in the first place.
"Has anyone seen a raccoon around here? This tall?" she asked out.
Most ignored her and a few others glared suspiciously instead, causing her to groan out in frustration, "I hope he brought his phone with him this time..."
She attempted to contact him with her phone but he didn't pick up, causing her to start to worry a little, "Phil, oh god, please be okay."
The lynx began to run around the plaza desperately trying to locate the raccoon but to no avail, which made her worry even more.
"No, no, no! This is bad! Where in the fuck is this dude?"
There was a park next to the plaza, she hoped that maybe the raccoon got bored of standing around and headed over for some fresh air.
"He's just laying down on the grass, napping, that's what he's doing. Calm down Emilia, nothing to get scared about." she told her trying to assuage her fears.
The park wasn't massive, it was the typical block neighborhood sort of park with a few visitors just walking around. But the compact size didn't help her that much as she still looked everywhere hoping to spot Phil, but still he didn't pop up.
"He still hasn't called back. I should call Skye and let her know."
"I don't know where Jack is! I told you already!" a familiar voice yelled out.
"Phil!" she ran over to the source of the voice which was deep inside the forest next to the park.
Once she arrived the lynx gasped and dropped the bag at seeing the bloodied raccoon being held by a brown bear, "Now little trash coon, tell me where Jack is and maybe I'll spare your life." the bear demanded.
"I told you I don't know who you're talking about!" Phil desperately tried to explain to his captor.
"Wrong answer." the bear replied before landed another punch to his face.
Phil coughed out blood, "Please, I don't know!" he said as tears ran down his face.
"Let him go!" Emilia yelled out running towards the bear.
"Hmm? And who's this? A friend, maybe she knows where Jack is."
"No! Leave her alone, she didn't do anything! Emilia, run!" the raccoon yelled to her.
The lynx growled and unsheathed her claws, "I'm not going to it again!"
"Can't do that missy..." a voice behind her spoke out.
Emilia turned quickly around to find a cheetah prowling behind her, "Fuck. And who are you?"
The cheetah grinned, "I'm Mr. None of your business. Our little raccoon pal here just happened to be standing around like an idiot, and I was like...fuck it, we know who he's been working for."
Emilia bared her teeth and her fur bristled at the threat of the larger feline, "Tell your stupid bear to let go of him."
The cheetah rolled his eyes, "You sound even dumber than your little furball you call a boyfriend." he taunted.
The brown bear dangled the raccoon upside down, "This little fucker stinks, I think he pissed himself."
Phil whined out in fear, "Em, I'm sorry."
"Ha! He looks like a little kit that's scared of a monster!" the cheetah said laughing.
"Hey, fuck you!" she yelled at him before swiping at the cheetah.
Her claws barely grazed his face, "Shit! Oh, bad idea bitch..." he said before kneeling down on all fours and releasing a feral growl.
Both Phil and Emilia realized that the cheetah just switched to savage mode, "Em! RUN!" the raccoon cried out.
Suddenly time slowed down as the cheetah made a leap for the lynx, she instinctively dropped down to the ground just barely dodging him.
The cheetah recovered from his landing quickly and readied himself for another pounce at the lynx.
"Damn it, I can't outrun him, and he's much bigger than me. If I don't do something, I'm a goner!"
He made another leap towards her, the maniacal grin on his face screamed that he was out for blood. Never in Emilia's life did she see such a horrifying expression.
"Gotcha now little kitty!" he growled with a much deeper tone.
His claws made a quick swipe and was merely inches away from ripping her throat, she fell down to her back and she quickly scooted back into a tree.
She grunted in pain she could feel her back being scratched by the rough ground.
Phil could only watch in horror as the cheetah slowly roamed over to his friend, at that moment he could only close his eyes waiting for the worst.
The lynx herself was desperate to find anything to defend herself with, only growling desperately at the approaching cheetah who licked his sharp teeth in anticipation of a tasty treat.
"Come to papa..." the cheetah said chuckling.
Emilia spotted a large rock on her side, "Back off now, I'm warning you!"
"Absolute fucking stupid girl aren't ya? I'm gonna rip you piece by piece-"
The lynx chucked the rock right at his head, the strength she gave into the throw was enough to make a impact and soon the cheetah released a yelp as the rock struck his nose, causing him to fall down.
"Em!" Phil yelled out before managing to bite the bear's arm.
His captive cried out in pain and immediately released the raccoon, who ran right back towards Emilia.
"Phil! Your face!" she said holding his partly swollen head.
He grunted a little from the stinging, "Never mind that, we need to get out of here!"
The cheetah was almost at this point recovered from the shock he received from the rock, and now was seething in rage.
"Screw it, I'm gonna kill both of you now." he stated with a deadly determined tone.
The bear held his arm and growled, "Sic em!"
Emilia held Phil behind her arms, "Just come and try you sick son of a bitch!"
"My pleasure..." the cheetah replied before crouching down getting ready for the kill.
The raccoon held tightly onto the lynx's arms, "Looks like this is it Em, I-I love you so much." he sputtered out nearly paralyzed in fear.
She gritted her teeth, "Love you too, Phil."
"Aren't we a little hasty with the confessions now?"
"Skye!" They both yelled.
The arctic vixen ran towards the group at top speed, "Looks like I got some vermin to fry!"
The cheetah glanced to his side, "Great, another fucking wannabe, I'm gonna-"
Skye immediately took out her pistol and took a shot at his head, there was barely a sound with the silencer attached and after a split second there was an explosion of blood with the cheetah collapsing quickly after.
Emilia and Phil looked in shock and then horror as the blood seeped onto the forest ground, tinting it dark red.
The bear gasped, "Fuck! Jackson!"
Skye pointed the gun at the bear, "Paws up papa bear, I hate to have to waste more bullets on another dumb stooge."
As the bear had no weapon to back him up, he held them up in fear, "Don't shoot me please!"
Phil looked at all the blood pouring out of the cheetah and promptly fainted in Emilia's arms.
"Phil, wake up!" the lynx yelled out to him, trying to shake him awake.
The arctic vixen kept her focus on the bear, "Who sent you? Was it Hunter? Answer me now."
The bear shook a little, "I can't tell you!"
Skye sighed in frustration and fired a shot on his arm, making him yell out in pain.
"Tell me, the next bullet is pointed towards a precious area right now and I'd hate to lose it!" she yelled.
He could see the vixen pointing the gun at his crotch, "No! Wait! It was Hunter! He sent us here because he knew that you were at Jack's place!"
The vixen walked towards the bear and pressed the gun against his groin, "Where. Is. He?" she growled deeply.
"He's at his house, 2405 Madison St! A big mansion!" he cried out.
"Fucking coward." she said before pistol whipping him in the muzzle, "You're taking me to him, otherwise you're kissing your dick goodbye."
"Okay! Fine! I'll do it!" the bear said still shaking in fear.
"Skye! How did you know we were in trouble? And how did you find us?" Emilia asked astonished at the vixen's ability to find them.
Skye turned towards Emilia, "I'll tell you later, take Phil back to Jack's place now. And stay there until I call you." she commanded.
The lynx gulped a little, "Y-Yes, ma'am!"
There were times when Emilia had seen Skye in a foul mood, but this was the first time she saw the vixen as the deadly trained agent that she was.
She huffed as she lifted the raccoon onto her shoulder and began to make the trek back to the rabbit's home.
"You know...it felt really good." William told Tina as they cuddled together on the bed.
"Really? Better than usual?" she asked resting her head on his chest.
He nodded, "Yeah, there was something that was, I would say, added."
William rubbed the orange cat's back, "It felt meaningful in a way. That sounds corny doesn't it?"
Tina chuckled, "Not really, I think you're right, there was definitely something between us that wasn't there before."
He stretched a little, "Mm...I could be here all night."
"Too bad we have school though." she reminded him.
William groaned, "You're right, fuck. I didn't do my homework today."
"Too bad you didn't bring it here huh?"
He scoffed, "The only work I'm doing tonight is working on you."
Tina laughed as William brushed the fur on her head with his tongue, "Stop it! That tickles!"
"God, it feels so good whenever I'm here with you. We know what we both want in life, we do some pretty fun things together, and the sex is honestly awesome."
She felt his stomach with her paw, "Makes you wonder why we didn't try to be a couple earlier huh?"
He thought on it, "Yeah. Maybe I didn't feel ready at the time, I guess I thought since I was going to be an agent that I shouldn't bother with forming relationships during my time at the academy. But now, I realize that I don't need to forgo other parts of life just to be an agent, I can do other things too."
He took a quick glance at his phone, "It's been half an hour? Wow, time files when you're having fun huh?"
"Lots of fun. Too bad we can't do this more often." she mused.
William rolled his eyes, "My dad wouldn't like me bringing you to my room while he's there. It seems these days he at home more often than not, which is nice and all but it honestly gets overbearing."
Tina moved her eyes up to him, "Really? What do you mean?"
He shrugged, "I don't know. He's been treating me like I'm still a kitten, but I'm not, I just had sex with you for fox's sake. I'm an adult, and I feel he thinks I'm still not ready to be on my own."
Tina tsked, "My parents are the same, they keep saying that I'm over my head, that drawing isn't going get me a stable career or make a great family."
"I guess most parents are like that, they don't want their kids to leave the nest and they rationalize that we are still little to them." He attempted to explain to her.
"Maybe we'll be like that when we're older huh?" she said smiling.
"If I had kids, I wouldn't hold them back from trying to follow their own dreams, you know?"
Tina nodded, "Me too, I don't want my kids to doubt themselves like my parents made me."
The subject of their conversation hit him, "We're talking about having kids, we're not even of age to marry." he said before laughing.
Tina laughed with him and sat up, "It does sound kind of fast to be talking about kids right now."
"Dad would kill me if we had one especially this young."
"No, my Dad would get to you first if he found out. I mean, he thinks we're still just friends." she told William.
"Oh yeah, I wouldn't count on him being friendly if he found out I was fucking his daughter."
He grinned, "Speaking of which, I'm thinking of going another round right now." he said as he hugged her from behind.
"Damn William, you can't control yourself?" she said but allowed him to have his way with her.
"You know me, I'm not exactly known for self-control." he joked.
"We should make it quick, I don't know when my parents will be back." she said with concern.
"I can make time." He growled in her ear before moving to her side of the bed on top of her.
She shuddered as she felt his hips meeting with hers, "Um, we seriously doing it without you wearing anything?"
"I can pull out." he assured her as he positioned himself.
"I'm not letting you spill anything on my sheets." she deadpanned.
"I only brought one with me though..."
He already was beginning to buck his hips as he wanted to get straight into the action.
"W-William..."
William groaned, "I'm already in though, can't we just do it?"
"It'll be hard to explain why there are stains on my sheet when I'm doing laundry." she said.
He huffed, "Fine, whatever..." he rolled off her, "I'm still horny as hell though."
"And what do you want me to do about it?" she said holding out her paws.
William coyly smiled, "Well, if you use your mouth..."
"Not happening William."
He sighed and fell back down to the bed, "Alright, sorry for asking."
"It is really that bad to being able to do it without a condom?" she asked.
"I mean no, but for that one second I was inside you, I could immediately tell a difference in how...sensitive it felt." he commented frankly towards her.
"Being a male must kind of suck, you're stuck with something that constantly tells you that you must sleep with any girl you find." she empathized.
He chuckled, "Maybe. Whatever, I'll think of you when I'm in my room later. Which in this case I should be getting back to anyways, I'm sure my Dad wouldn't appreciate me being gone too long."
Tina pouted, "Aw, but it was nice with you here."
William smiled at her, "I'm not going away forever, we'll see each other tomorrow anyways." he reminded her.
"Good point. Alright, I guess this is goodbye then."
They gave each other a hearty kiss for a goodbye, and William hopped off the bed.
Tina looked down and snickered, "And goodbye to your little friend too."
He gave a sarcastically offended expression, "Little? Why don't you give it a kiss too while you're at it?"
"You're not slick William." she said still smiling.
He laughed as he put his clothing back on, "Fair enough. See you later Tina."
"See ya."
"There is it Skye. Our ticket to the jackpot is waiting in that house."
"We just nab this guy and we'll be the talk of the entire ZBI. We'll be treated with the respect that we deserve."
...
"What the fuck was that Skye? We were supposed to apprehend him, not kill him!"
"I'm sorry Jack, but it had to be done."
"Had to be done? This isn't some kind of revenge mission, you let your own personal feelings fail the mission!"
"..."
"Skye? Hey! Where are you going?"
"Sorry Jack, I can't do it anymore...we're done."
"What? Skye wait, come back! Skye!"
Jack sputtered awake, "W-What? My head..." he realized that he was back on his own bed, the smell confirmed that Skye was here recently, but now she was gone.
He remembered everything right up until him passing out on the bed, "Great, once again I made an ass of myself in front of her."
He looked at his watch, "It's starting to get late, William should be here soon. Better at least clean myself up."
The buck trudged over to the bathroom, and it was obvious he was drinking earlier as his fur was a little disheveled especially on his head, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"The hangover isn't horrible at least..."
He grabbed some mouthwash and rinsed out the taste of whisky out of his mouth. Then he grabbed the brush and carefully combed his fur to make it smooth and presentable again.
"There, back to being somewhat decent. At least William hopefully won't see the drunk, downtrodden rabbit that I really am."
He debated taking a shower as well to fully cleanse himself, but decided that it would take too long and instead applied a little cologne to further mask any smell of whisky.
As he stepped out of the bathroom he realized that it was quiet, meaning that there was no one besides him inside the house.
"Bloody hell, where did everyone go?"
"Hello? Anyone?" he called out.
The lack of a response made him feel a little unsettled, "Damn it, where in the hell are they?"
He sighed, "How many phone calls is it going to take...screw it, it's my home, they can do fuck all."
For Jack, it was the first time in a while that he was by himself in the house, whenever he was in a normal working schedule he would come home and his son would already be there either in his room or in the living room.
Without William or Skye, he felt quite lonely and loneliness was the one feeling he may have hated the most.
"I should call William, see if he's coming home right now." he told himself rationalizing a call to anyone.
To his relief his son did pick up, "What's up Dad?"
Jack smiled a little, "You heading home yeah?"
"Yeah Dad, I'm driving right now."
"Great, brilliant. Please drive safely now, I love you."
"Jeez, you're acting even more protective than usual. I'm fine alright?" William assured his father.
"It's been only an hour though, is everything alright?"
"Dad, I gotta go, I'm still not exactly comfortable driving and talking on the phone at the same time."
"Oh! Of course, silly me to ask such things, love you, see you."
"...love you too, bye."
William hung up, leaving Jack standing in the middle of the house by himself again.
The rabbit entertained some ideas, "Mm...perhaps I should tidy the place up a little, heaven knows with the five of us here it wouldn't be a bad idea."
He walked to the closet in the hallway and peeked around, "Now let's see...a duster? Some wood polish, glass cleaner..."
Jack liked to keep things neat and proper, a trait he picked up during his training as one of the goals he set for himself was to portray an image of professionalism, and cleanliness was a key factor in maintaining that image.
"Hopefully the others won't mind me being a busy bunny and moving around the house."
He collected some rubber gloves from the kitchen and set to work with the duster on the wooden furniture, humming to himself as he removed dust that has been there for quite some time.
"This must William's fur, he never bothers to properly remove his shed..."
The buck remembered the first time William started to shed his coat in his house, he chuckled to himself as he recalled ordering the kitten to pick up any clump that he happened to find, even after all these years it seemed his son still didn't care much.
Jack admitted to himself that it was quite therapeutic to give some time to himself and clean his surroundings, it gave him a feeling of that he was in control of his own life.
Suddenly the front door swung open, "JACK!" Emilia yelled out.
"Bloody hell! Almost gave me a fucking heart attack!" he said clutching his chest.
He looked towards the lynx and saw that she was carrying a unconscious and bloody Phil in her arms, "Fuck me, not this again, what have you two been up to?" he said running over to them.
"It wasn't his fault! He got ambushed by these two guys and they kept asking him where you live!" she explained.
The buck frowned, "So I see, where's Skye?"
"She took one of them to find out where Hunter is."
He looked at the lynx in shock, "She what? For God's sake, why does she keep doing these asinine things by herself! And William still isn't home..."
The stress was getting to him, he took a deep breath, "I'm following her." he told Emilia.
"What? What about Phil?" she said.
"He'll be fine, clean up his wounds and place him on the bed until he awakens." he instructed her before running up to his room.
After a moment he returned brandishing his pistol, "When William returns, tell him I went out for a walk. Last thing I need is for him to want to follow me and Skye."
"Jack don't, what if something happens to you?"
The buck gave her an assertive smile, "It's part of my job, I'm used to it. Take care of Phil." he said.
"How are you even going to find Skye?" the lynx questioned.
Jack donned his sunglasses, "I'm an agent, let's just say I have resources for that specific ability."
Bit of a longer chapter huh? Anyways, thanks for reading.