During the night, Fox dreamt about the movie. She dreamt she was the vixen on the bottom who was getting ready for Krystal's tongue while another vixen watched from the shadows. Before she could see who the mystery vixen was, she woke up.
"You smell different." Krystal commented as they got out of bed, "What did you dream about?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Fox told her. Judging from the smell, Krystal guessed it was naughty.
"I dreamt about hitting people." Krystal told Fox, "You and the others were busy shooting people with your Arwings. We were in our wedding dresses and Fara said it was the best wedding she ever went to. It was a fun dream."
"My dream was weird." Fox told her.
"If you don't want to talk about it, you could write about it." Krystal suggested, "Write it in a secret diary."
"I'll think about it." Fox told her as they crawled out of bed. They both put on their flightsuits and jackets. Fox thought about what Krystal said and pulled a notebook and pencil from her nightstand and wrote down her dream. When she was finished, she hid the notebook underneath a few other books and closed the drawer. Krystal then handed her a pair of boots.
"Really?" Fox asked in disbelief when she saw the heels.
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy feeling sexier." Krystal told her. After a brief battle of wills, Fox conceded and put on the boots. With Krystal's test over with, Fox found herself with more time to think. She wondered what the enemy had planned and if there was some way to cripple their operations without a long war of attrition. One bombing raid or two to destroy their ability to wage war for years.
"We need to set a date for the wedding." Krystal told Fox.
"Is the chastity belt really that bad?" Fox asked teasingly, "I thought you wouldn't be so bothered by mere discomfort."
"This has passed mere discomfort long ago." Krystal told her, "And I can handle my chastity well enough. It's being deprived of your body that's the bad part."
"We'll talk to my mother about it." Fox assured Krystal, "knowing her, she probably already has the date set and the invitations sent out."
Fox contacted her mother on her communicator.
"Hey sweetie." her mother greeted, "How are things."
"Good." Fox answered, "Krystal passed her test yesterday. With that out of the way, we were wondering about the wedding date."
"Already contacted the guests about their schedules." Vixy told Fox, "There's a Friday three weeks from now. Everyone's off, there are no appointments, and the weather is good."
Krystal's eyes went big momentarily. Three weeks? How could she last that long? There had to be a loophole.
"That Friday is good." Fox told her, "Frankly, Krystal's getting a little impatient waiting for us to finally tie the knot."
"I know how she feels." Vixy told Fox, "In the weeks leading up to our wedding, the hours and days seemed to last longer and longer. You'd swear there were more hours in the last few days before our wedding than there were in the years before then."
"I think she'll snap if the wedding was delayed." Fox told Vixy, "It would be a miracle if she doesn't snap before then."
"Have you two... been 'active'?" Vixy asked, much to Fox's embarrassment.
"Not in that way." Fox told her, "We're both staying chaste until the honeymoon. Krystal wanted to follow local traditions."
"Not many follow that tradition." Vixy told Fox, "It's surprising she'd agree to that."
"She's regretting it, but she's too proud and stubborn to break her promise. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye sweetie."
"Bye mom."
Fox turned off her communicator and the pair walked to the recreation room.
"Three weeks?" Krystal asked in disbelief.
"Most wedding dates are planned far more in advance." Fox explained, "Be glad we're not talking months. You'd be tearing off your chastity belt before then."
"Like I said, my chastity isn't that big of a deal." Krystal explained, "It's your chastity that's making this painful. I need your womanhood to feel my tongue. I need you to moan in ecstacy. I'm willing to compromise on the traditions and keep myself locked up if I could please you early."
"You'll survive another three weeks." Fox pointed out, "Besides, you still have my mouth to kiss."
Krystal knew Fox was right, but that wouldn't make the wait any less painful. On the other hand, that was another three weeks of pent up frustration leading up to a night Fox will never forget. She just needed three weeks' worth of distractions. Krystal retrieved a book from her room and joined Fox in the recreation room.
While Krystal read her book, Fox went on the computer. She looked up all the data they've gathered on the enemy, trying to see if she could piece together what they were planning before they could strike first. All she could piece together was they were building up their forces and trying to acquire new technology. Would they strike Corneria first again or try to take out Corneria's elite mercenary teams first as a precaution?
While Fox worked on trying to figure out what the enemy was planning, Falco walked into the recreation room talking to his communicator.
"Yeah, I'll ask her."
Fox decided to turn off the computer and take a break from trying to get inside the heads of her foes.
"Lucy wants to know if it's alright if she visits." Falco told Fox.
"Yeah, she can visit." Fox told Falco. Falco relayed the information to Lucy, turned off her communicator.
"Working on something?" Falco asked Fox.
"Just trying to see if I can figure out what the enemy is planning." Fox explained, "We'd have a bigger advantage if we can launch a surprise attack before they can strike first."
Falco nodded.
"I'll be training Fara in the simulator." Falco told Fox as he left the room. With nothing else to do before Lucy arrived, Fox sat down next to Krystal, who promptly started cuddling as she continued to read.
"It feels like so long since Lucy paid us a visit." Krystal told Fox.
"We've been busy and Lucy has her own schedule." Fox pointed out. The pair quietly cuddled for the next hour before Lucy arrived.
"Hey guys." Lucy greeted, "What have you guys been up to since my last visit?"
"I passed my test." Krystal answered, "We're getting married in three weeks."
"Fox's mom told me." Lucy replied.
"I've noticed the new ship." Fox told Lucy.
"It's the Sky Bunny." Lucy explained, "I saved up money doing extra missions for Corneria. There is one thing I've been wanting to ask you, Fox."
"Yes?"
Lucy took a deep breath.
"Corneria's military is... mediocre." Lucy explained, "You, Falco, and Fara know that. The only thing that kept them alive until you arrived to save them was the state of Andross's forces. Would it be alright if I..."
"Join the team?" Fox asked, guessing. Lucy knodded nervously.
"We could use a fourth fighter." Fox told Lucy, "Rob finished cleaning up Slippy's room last week. I'll have to get Falco's okay..."
"I already told her it was okay with me." Falco said, walking into the room with Fara, "We just needed your permission."
"Then you can move in any time." Fox told Lucy, much to her delight, "You'll still have to pass the test before you can become an official member. Falco and I can help with any needed additional training and you can retake the test."
"Thank you." Lucy said as she pulled Fox in for a hug and briefly blushed. Krystal sensed additional, hidden feelings inside the bunny and watched curiously. Fox briefly worried Krystal might feel threatened, but Krystal understood where Fox's loyalty was.
"I'll bring my stuff tomorrow." Lucy told Fox.
"I'm glad to have a fourth ship again." Falco told Fox, "Hopefully, she won't be needing saving as often as the last guy."
"That is a very low bar." Fox pointed out, "I think we can trust her to, at the very least, actually try to attack the enemy before needing rescue and to not blindly charge in toward the enemy and need rescuing from a desert planet."
"I can see your point." Falco told Fox, "Though it is foolish to underestimate someone's ability to disappoint you no matter how low you set the bar."
"That bar is so low, she'd need to start digging if she wanted to trip over it." Fox explained, "For now, let's give her the benefit of the doubt and trust that someone that flew here on her own would know how to fly."
While Fox and Falco continued their conversation, Lucy turned her attention to Krystal.
"I heard you passed your test yesterday." Lucy told Krystal, trying to start a conversation.
"The flying part wasn't so bad." Krystal explained, "The hard part was fighting on land on Fichina."
"And Fox taught you personally?"
Krystal nodded.
"How is she in person?" Lucy asked, "I mean, after being with her for more than a day at a time."
"Sweet to friends." Krystal explained, "Merciless in battle. I suppose it all depends on context."
"Let me show you where your room is." Fox told Lucy. Lucy followed Fox down a hall until Fox stopped at an unmarked door. Opening it, they were greeted by a fairly spartan room. There was a bed, nightstand, dresser, and a light in the ceiling.
"You're free to decorate it as you please." Fox explained.
"Again, thank you." Lucy told Fox as she hugged her again, "I can't believe I'll be in the Star Fox team."
"We needed a fourth ship." Fox explained, "And your reputation as a pilot shows promise."
"What about dress code?"
"It's not too strict." Fox explained, "You'll be provided with a fight suit, jacket, and boots. Other than that, you can dress fairly casually when not on missions. Any other questions?"
"Nope."
"Then feel free to join us in the recreation room." Fox told Lucy.
"I think I better start packing my stuff." Lucy said as she left for the hangar, "I'll see you later."
"Bye."