The sleek vessel gracefully glided through space as a thousand stars twinkled serenely behind the background of black. This ship, the Great Fox, had just recieved a distress signal from Corneria.
"Fox! Andross is attacking Corneria! Our army cannot hold them off! Fox! We need your help!"
Fox McCloud swiveled his chair as ROB64 sent a reply.
"We are on our way."
"Strange that Andross has already sent another attack fleet to Corneria so soon!" Peppy Hare commented.
"Yep. Very strange," Slippy added, staring at the console.
"Still, it does make things more interesting though," Falco interrupted as he strode into the room, feathers raised, eager to get into an Arwing so he could blow up some more Venomian units.
None of the Starfox team members were fazed by the unexpected attack from the just defeated Andross. Andross had been exacting his revenge so many times before that it was simply a given that Andross would never be gone from the universe.
"We will be arriving shortly. Report to your Arwing's for deployment."
"We are entering the atmosphere of Corneria. All Arwings report in! Check all life support systems and be on the lookout for hostile air craft. Falco, double check your G-Diffuser system and Slippy, watch your back. We're going in!"
The four C-shaped ships glided over the ocean approaching a large mass of land.
"Venomian resistance should be here any moment. Prepare to fire."
The Arwings crossed the threshold of land.
The Arwings entered the city.
Peppy said "It's quiet. Too quiet."
Nothing happened.
"What the heck? What's going on here?" Falco protested, angrily shooting down a satellite reciever out of pure frustration.
"I do not know!" Slippy answered.
"I'm going to try to contact General Pepper and find out what's going on!" Fox yelled.
"We're gonna have to charge him extra for this..." Slippy murmured.
Fox ignored Slippy's comment and switched on the comLink.
"Fox! Where are you?" General Pepper roared. "They've already demolished half the city and have control of the central command center!"
"Err, General Pepper?" the bamboozled Fox questioned, "Our sensors indicate no visible damage to any of the buildings in the entire vicinity of the area."
"Of course not!" General Pepper replied. "What are you talking about?"
"If this is an April's Fool joke, you're two months early."
"What?! The city is half demolished! We need your help Fox! Wait! Who's that? AAAAAH!!! [lost signal]"
Falco switched off his comLink. "That dog is really gonna get it when we get over to base!"
The four Arwings flew into the hatch that was emblazoned with an insignia that indicated the base of the Cornerian Army.
General Pepper paced nervously around his study. There might not have been anything unusual about this except that he was stark naked. He had been like this all morning.
"Choices, choices! Should I wear a red suit or a brown suit?" He walked over to his cabinet. "Maybe polka-dot would be good for today. Or leather. How about maroon?"
CRASH!
With a resounding CRASH! the door crashed open and Fox, Slippy, Peppy and Falco burst into the room, blasters raised, and scanned the room for intruders.
"AAAAAH!" General Pepper screamed. "What are you doing in my room? Out! Out!"
"Sorry General Pepper." Fox said. "Standard procedure."
"Cut to the chase!" Falco demanded. "WHY ARE YOU IN YOUR STUDY NAKED?!"
"Because I couldn't decide whether or not to wear a tan suit, a leather suit, or a polka-dot suit. Now you tell me why you have just burst into my room, breaking down my antique doorway in the process, and invaded my privacy?"
"Because of this!" Slippy thrust an infoDisk into General Pepper's hand, which he took reluctantly and placed into the computer screen.
On the huge plasmatoid display, a image of General Pepper flickered to life.
"Fox! Andross is attacking Corneria! Our army cannot hold them off! Fox! We need your help!" the speakers announced.
"What is this? Some kind of joke?" General asked, eyebrows raised.
"Watch," Fox beckoned.
"What?! The city is half demolished! We need your help Fox! Wait! Who's that? AAAAAH!!! [lost signal]" The screen blinked off.
"Uh, what was that?" General Pepper stuttered.
"That was the report we recieved," Falco advanced, "FROM YOU!!!"
"Uh, well, you see, I've been pacing in my study all morning, and, uh, I haven't been able to send any messages."
"Well, this is still--" Falco started.
"Calm down!" Fox interrupted.
The all stood there for a few moments.
"Well, we'll be seeing you General."
"And remember, this is gonna cost you extra." Falco added.
"Wait a second! What about--"
"Oh yeah," Peppy shouted, "I think polka-dot will look good on you today."
"Brilliant idea! I'll get straight to work!" General Pepper dived into his closet, while Fox welded the door back in place.
Back in the Great Fox, StarFox recieved another message.
"Hello chappies!" General Pepper greeted, looking quite unusual in the polka-dot parka with a stuffed vulture on his head.
"Uh, hi general!"
"I just wanted to give you your next assignment."
"What? Great!" Falco interrupted, pushing Fox out of the way.
"I want you, the renowned StarFox team, to paint General Pepper on a vacant cement field north of Corneria!"
"What the--"
"Don't worry, I've got customized paint-shooter guns here in the docking bay. Just come pick them up when you're ready and I'll send you off."
"But--"
"Oh yeah, did I forget to mention this assignment is worth $16,777,216? So hurry up!"
"Yes sir, we're on our way."
"Remember Falco! You're our only hope!"
"Yeah, whatever." Falco switched the comLink off.
"Fox! Andross is attacking Corneria! Our army cannot hold them off! Fox! We need your help!"
Fox McCloud swiveled his chair as ROB64 sent a reply.
"We are on our way."
"Strange that Andross has already sent another attack fleet to Corneria so soon!" Peppy Hare commented.
"Yep. Very strange," Slippy added, staring at the console.
"Still, it does make things more interesting though," Falco interrupted as he strode into the room, feathers raised, eager to get into an Arwing so he could blow up some more Venomian units.
None of the Starfox team members were fazed by the unexpected attack from the just defeated Andross. Andross had been exacting his revenge so many times before that it was simply a given that Andross would never be gone from the universe.
"We will be arriving shortly. Report to your Arwing's for deployment."
"We are entering the atmosphere of Corneria. All Arwings report in! Check all life support systems and be on the lookout for hostile air craft. Falco, double check your G-Diffuser system and Slippy, watch your back. We're going in!"
The four C-shaped ships glided over the ocean approaching a large mass of land.
"Venomian resistance should be here any moment. Prepare to fire."
The Arwings crossed the threshold of land.
The Arwings entered the city.
Peppy said "It's quiet. Too quiet."
Nothing happened.
"What the heck? What's going on here?" Falco protested, angrily shooting down a satellite reciever out of pure frustration.
"I do not know!" Slippy answered.
"I'm going to try to contact General Pepper and find out what's going on!" Fox yelled.
"We're gonna have to charge him extra for this..." Slippy murmured.
Fox ignored Slippy's comment and switched on the comLink.
"Fox! Where are you?" General Pepper roared. "They've already demolished half the city and have control of the central command center!"
"Err, General Pepper?" the bamboozled Fox questioned, "Our sensors indicate no visible damage to any of the buildings in the entire vicinity of the area."
"Of course not!" General Pepper replied. "What are you talking about?"
"If this is an April's Fool joke, you're two months early."
"What?! The city is half demolished! We need your help Fox! Wait! Who's that? AAAAAH!!! [lost signal]"
Falco switched off his comLink. "That dog is really gonna get it when we get over to base!"
The four Arwings flew into the hatch that was emblazoned with an insignia that indicated the base of the Cornerian Army.
General Pepper paced nervously around his study. There might not have been anything unusual about this except that he was stark naked. He had been like this all morning.
"Choices, choices! Should I wear a red suit or a brown suit?" He walked over to his cabinet. "Maybe polka-dot would be good for today. Or leather. How about maroon?"
CRASH!
With a resounding CRASH! the door crashed open and Fox, Slippy, Peppy and Falco burst into the room, blasters raised, and scanned the room for intruders.
"AAAAAH!" General Pepper screamed. "What are you doing in my room? Out! Out!"
"Sorry General Pepper." Fox said. "Standard procedure."
"Cut to the chase!" Falco demanded. "WHY ARE YOU IN YOUR STUDY NAKED?!"
"Because I couldn't decide whether or not to wear a tan suit, a leather suit, or a polka-dot suit. Now you tell me why you have just burst into my room, breaking down my antique doorway in the process, and invaded my privacy?"
"Because of this!" Slippy thrust an infoDisk into General Pepper's hand, which he took reluctantly and placed into the computer screen.
On the huge plasmatoid display, a image of General Pepper flickered to life.
"Fox! Andross is attacking Corneria! Our army cannot hold them off! Fox! We need your help!" the speakers announced.
"What is this? Some kind of joke?" General asked, eyebrows raised.
"Watch," Fox beckoned.
"What?! The city is half demolished! We need your help Fox! Wait! Who's that? AAAAAH!!! [lost signal]" The screen blinked off.
"Uh, what was that?" General Pepper stuttered.
"That was the report we recieved," Falco advanced, "FROM YOU!!!"
"Uh, well, you see, I've been pacing in my study all morning, and, uh, I haven't been able to send any messages."
"Well, this is still--" Falco started.
"Calm down!" Fox interrupted.
The all stood there for a few moments.
"Well, we'll be seeing you General."
"And remember, this is gonna cost you extra." Falco added.
"Wait a second! What about--"
"Oh yeah," Peppy shouted, "I think polka-dot will look good on you today."
"Brilliant idea! I'll get straight to work!" General Pepper dived into his closet, while Fox welded the door back in place.
Back in the Great Fox, StarFox recieved another message.
"Hello chappies!" General Pepper greeted, looking quite unusual in the polka-dot parka with a stuffed vulture on his head.
"Uh, hi general!"
"I just wanted to give you your next assignment."
"What? Great!" Falco interrupted, pushing Fox out of the way.
"I want you, the renowned StarFox team, to paint General Pepper on a vacant cement field north of Corneria!"
"What the--"
"Don't worry, I've got customized paint-shooter guns here in the docking bay. Just come pick them up when you're ready and I'll send you off."
"But--"
"Oh yeah, did I forget to mention this assignment is worth $16,777,216? So hurry up!"
"Yes sir, we're on our way."
"Remember Falco! You're our only hope!"
"Yeah, whatever." Falco switched the comLink off.