Ok, I promise that Peppy will awake in this one! I also promise that it's Falco who will get destroyed or picked on as much as possible. I have also made up my mind to have Slippy come back in chapter 4 so he can be finished off. Any objections?

After the long flight and packing so long because Fox had to urge Falco to pack Slippy's bag because they couldn't find him anywhere. *wink, wink* They had finally made it to Alaska.
"Urgh, did I miss anything?" Peppy said holding his head where a big lump on it stood tall and proud.
"Yes, you did really. You forgot to pack," Fox answered as he walked in to the room with Krystal and Falco trailing behind with the bags of stuff. Falco was definitely not at all happy because he had to carry Slippy's bag as well as his own.
"So, what are we going to do first?" Krystal asked looking at Fox.
"Getting a hotel would be a start," Peppy said finally having a say about the trip.
"No, not at all. That would waste money!" Fox protested whilst Falco decided to use this as a way to get back at Fox for the load of Slippy's he gave him.
"I think it would be a great idea," Falco said in a boorish matter that didn't seem to fly with what he wanted, but he could adjust.
"But we could just stay on the ship when we wanted to rest and stuff!" Fox said as he tried to push the matter on his benefit.
"I'm sorry Fox, but you're outnumbered. I guess we'll have to stay at a hotel," Peppy announced with a victory grin on his face.
"Alright, but I get to pick the hotel!" Fox said as he tried to compromise.
"Heck no! Remember last time you chose a hotel for us Fox?" Falco replied shrewdly.
"Heh, heh, heh," Fox let out a nervous laugh remembering the last hotel they were in where everything was probably three centuries past its expiration date and it looked worse then the control room on the mother ship. "Th- that's in the past now, remember? What we have to do is pick a hotel," Fox replied shortly after to get everyone to stop looking at him.
"Why doesn't Krystal chose the hotel?" Peppy questioned as they made their way out of the room and off the ship.
"Ok, um, I think this is a perfect one!" Krystal said pointing right ahead. It looked like an old cottage with at least five hot springs for bathing and a swimming pool to boot.
"That seems fine!" Fox merrily replied as they made their merry way to the hotel, but Falco was a little bit hesitant.
"Come on Falco, the Hot springs await!" Peppy said joining in back with him and patting him on the back.
"I told you this would be the end of me," Falco replied as he turned his head to face his own comrade," First off, I am freezing to death and if I get into that water when we can, I'll then be deep broiled Falco in a bathing suit!" (What comes out of my head I don't even know.) As Fox was checking in, Krystal watched in amazement at how the elevators worked. Just then did Falco remember the words that Fox had said to him when they were walking to the front door.
'Just remember to watch Krystal here because even if she dose stay with us, she still doesn't understand most of the things around here or the customs. So take care of her!,' as much as Falco hated to remember this, he had to do it. Sighing, he got up and walked towards Krystal.
"Krystal, you shouldn't stand to close to those things," Falco said calmly as he approached her.
"They don't seem too dangerous," Krystal answered back to him.
"But you could be ripped in two by those things, here, I'll show you with this piece of paper," Falco said grabbing a piece of paper from the man behind him who didn't even care. "Watch as I place the piece of paper right between the doors like so," Falco began. But as the doors started to close, two kids pushed him forward so instead of the paper being stuck, his wing was. Luckily the elevators were well designed enough to just break his wing and then stop before any real harm was done.
"I can't believe that you were recluse enough to do that!" Peppy screamed at Falco as they waited in the elevator to reach their floor.
"Well, it's not like I wanted it to happen to me!" Falco screamed back at Peppy.
"Well, at least it taught us all something," Fox added in as he watched the numbers go up and up. Krystal had nothing to say, seeing what had happened to Falco, she was now deathly afraid of elevators and was way too shocked to get in one when they finally figured out where to go. Soon, a ting could be heard throughout the whole elevator as they finally hit their floor and the doors slid open. Krystal was hesitant to come out but Fox helped her and they all made there way to their room. When they got there, however, they all got a little mad.
"YOU HAD TO GET A TWO BED, SMALL ROOM DIDN'T YOU!" Falco and Peppy screamed as they turned to Fox with evil glares.
"Well, they said it was the cheapest and the only room they had to offer," Fox butted in shyly.
"Well then, where is everyone going to sleep?!" Falco screamed as he trotted off to the closet in the room to unpack.
"We could take turns. So, I think that I should get a bed because I'm the oldest," Peppy said as he sat on the bed closest to the door.
"No fair you oldie! I just had about half of my wing clipped and you say that I can't sleep on a bed!?" Falco screamed as he ran over to choke Peppy. Luckily, Fox caught Falco before that could ever take place.
"How about we draw straws?" Fox asked as he pulled out four different sized straws from behind his back," Now, whoever draws the tow longest straws gets to sleep on the bed and the ones with the shortest straws get to sleep on the floor. Is that clear?" Groans could be heard coming from Falco but everyone else shook their heads in agreement. "Ok then, I'll go first, Krystal will go second and Peppy with Falco shall choose last," He said as he pulled out the first one. Then Krystal, Peppy, and last but not least, Falco. The results were that Krystal and Fox got the two beds and Peppy with Falco, had to share the floor.
"Why do I have to share the floor?' Falco whined as Krystal went to the bathroom to change and Peppy went to get some Coke-a-cola. (Yes, I am a fan of Coke-a-cola and, I WILL NEVER ANGER THE COKE GODS! Ok, forget I just said that and let's move on.)
Well, you drew the shortest of them all so I guess it's only fair," Fox said shrugging his shoulders while he sat on the bed.
"Oh, well then was it fair that I didn't get to choose the place we went to or I just got knocked into an elevator only to have my wing clipped and having to sleep on the floor!?" Falco screamed as he jumped up hopping mad.
"Well, we all have our off days, but you'll forget all that when we go to our first activity for this trip, honest!" Fox replied putting up his hands.
"I hope so," Falco muttered as he turned around and folded his arms up. Just when Peppy came in with a bunch full of ice and a 30 gallon litter of Coke-a-cola.
"Just the ones I wanted to see!" Peppy replied cheerfully to Fox and Falco," How have you been doing?"
"Ummm, what's with all the ice Peppy? Don't you know it's a little crowded in here and cold enough outside?" Fox asked as he stared at the pile of drink items in Peppy's already packed arms.
"No, not at all. But I don't think that will cause much of and, Opps!" Peppy said when an ice cube dropped and he stepped on it sending the pop bottles rolling, the ice following behind, and the one he had stepped on flying around the room.
"Duck!" Fox screamed as he dropped and crawled under his bed and Peppy did the same. The ice cube in the air then hit Falco in the head, bringing his attention back from his day land nightmare he was happening about this trip, only so he could turn around for the worst. After turning around, he found himself starting to run but the ice had already melted which made the floor very slippery with a pop bottle underneath him going as fast as it could roll the opposite way. Before Falco could even scream, he was thrown back out the open window. Unfortunately, they were not on the first floor, but the ninth.
"Can Falco fly without his Arwing?" Fox asked Peppy turning to him.
"Not really, and with that wing, not a chance," Peppy replied getting out from under the bed. Just then Krystal ran out of the bathroom.
"What happened? Where did Falco go?" Krystal asked as she made her way to the middle of the room.
"Uhhh, he went to the cafeteria downstairs so we said we would join him, got to go!" Fox answered making a dash for the door.
"Yeah, sorry we can't stay, why don't you wait for us to come back here?" Peppy asked.
"Ok, but as long as your not gone too long," Krystal replied as Peppy shut the door.

Will they ever come back? Is Falco ok? Will they return with him and is he cursed for the rest of the story if Slippy doesn't return? Find out next time!