Disclaimer: I still don't own StarFox or any of its copyrights. Yea, yea,
yea.
Anyway, (snicker snicker) I hope you liked the cliffhanger I gave you guys last time. (Snickers, then breaks out laughing) Bahahahahahah! Oh, oh, sorry. (Catches breath.) I've just got some great ideas for this chapter. (Finally calms down, and regains his composure.) Expect the unexpected. You'll get why I was just electronically laughing. Please, enjoy.
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...Peppy asked, "Hey Susan, you wouldn't happen to have any soup without chicken in it? I'm a vegetarian."
"Sure, Peppy, here ya go." Susan then tossed him a thermos full of lukewarm water and a packet of what he assumed was the soup. Peppy opened the thermos and poured the stuff in.
"Mmm, this is good." he said after taking a gulp. "Thanks."
After they had all eaten, Falco took charge. Well, sorta.
"Ok, Fox, you take the first watch. Anyone gota hat? Slippy, gimme your hat."
"Why?"
"Just go along with this, alright Slippy?" Fox whispered to him.
"Oh." He turned back to Falco, and gave him his hat. "Here ya go, Falco."
"Thanks, and quit rhyming." He then took out eight slips of paper and a pen. "Since we only have three tents, we'll need to draw for who gets which tent." He put 1s on three pieces of paper, 2s on three pieces, and 3s on two pieces. He then put the numbered paper in Slippy's hat, and shook the hat so the slips of paper got mixed up. "Alright, pick a piece of paper, everybody."
They all did this.
"I got a 3."
"I've gotten a 1."
"Who else has 2s?"
"I've got a 2."
In the end, the results were that the Dr, Peppy, and Katt were sharing a tent, Falco, Slippy, and Susan were, too. (Great, thought Falco, I'm stuck with Slippy. But it could be worse, like being stuck with Katt.) And, by the luck of the draw...
"Who else has a 3, then?"
"I have a 3." Fox recognized the voice as Krystal's voice, and she recognized the voice that had spoken before her to be Fox's. (What a mouthful. Meh.) When they saw each other, they blushed a bit. (But it wasn't recognizable, because they had fur over their skin. But I would hope you knew that.)
"Uh, well, I, uh, should probably get to watching the camp." Fox said, stammering a bit, and hoped he didn't sound stupid.
"We should." Fox was surprised by how calm she seemed, but got back to the task at hand. It was about 1100 when they finally went into the tents and settled down to go to sleep. Fox had to stay awake until 1300 until Falco came and took over. He managed to get by awake, but looking forward to hitting the hay, if you will. Falco finally came and took over, what took him so long, Fox thought. But he was too tired to say anything, and went into the tent.
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Krystal awoke feeling cold, and heard footsteps. She quickly sat up, and saw Fox come in.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" he asked, sounding a bit worried about this, and very tired.
"No, I had just awoken, but thank you." said Krystal. Fox sighed a bit in relief, but the sigh quickly turned into a yawn.
"Good night Krystal." he then said, and walked over to his side of the tent, took off his boots, and got into his sleeping bag. He was about to fall asleep when Krystal sat up and asked him something.
"Fox, are you going to be cold tonight?" she asked him, sounding mildly interested. He was about to answer, when he thought about what she might be asking. He had turned on his side so he wasn't looking at Krystal when he got into the sleeping bag, and had stayed this way. The thoughts that had recently occurred startled him a bit, and thought they had only taken a split second to think, they still made him stammer.
"Uh-well, um, I ah, no, no. I'm fine." he said. Krystal's tone of sounding mildly interested didn't change. "Are you sure?" she asked. He calmed down a bit, and said "I'm sure."
"Well, than could I use your spare blanket, I hadn't thought of bringing one." she asked. Fox breathed a sigh of relief, though so Krystal couldn't hear it, and sat up and faced her.
"Yeah, sure." He then tossed her the blanket, and she caught it. She put it on her sleeping bag, and laid down again. "Thank you." she said, and closed her eyes. Fox laid back on his small pillow, and did the same. He drifted off to sleep, with thoughts of tomorrow in his head.
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I told you! *Cracks up even more* Oh, I've got plenty more, people, don't worry, and review, or else I won't keep posting new chapters anymore. And if you don't find my stories and gags funny, remember, it's a fanfic. Haha! Thanks.
Remember to update frequently,
Black Swordsman 342
Anyway, (snicker snicker) I hope you liked the cliffhanger I gave you guys last time. (Snickers, then breaks out laughing) Bahahahahahah! Oh, oh, sorry. (Catches breath.) I've just got some great ideas for this chapter. (Finally calms down, and regains his composure.) Expect the unexpected. You'll get why I was just electronically laughing. Please, enjoy.
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...Peppy asked, "Hey Susan, you wouldn't happen to have any soup without chicken in it? I'm a vegetarian."
"Sure, Peppy, here ya go." Susan then tossed him a thermos full of lukewarm water and a packet of what he assumed was the soup. Peppy opened the thermos and poured the stuff in.
"Mmm, this is good." he said after taking a gulp. "Thanks."
After they had all eaten, Falco took charge. Well, sorta.
"Ok, Fox, you take the first watch. Anyone gota hat? Slippy, gimme your hat."
"Why?"
"Just go along with this, alright Slippy?" Fox whispered to him.
"Oh." He turned back to Falco, and gave him his hat. "Here ya go, Falco."
"Thanks, and quit rhyming." He then took out eight slips of paper and a pen. "Since we only have three tents, we'll need to draw for who gets which tent." He put 1s on three pieces of paper, 2s on three pieces, and 3s on two pieces. He then put the numbered paper in Slippy's hat, and shook the hat so the slips of paper got mixed up. "Alright, pick a piece of paper, everybody."
They all did this.
"I got a 3."
"I've gotten a 1."
"Who else has 2s?"
"I've got a 2."
In the end, the results were that the Dr, Peppy, and Katt were sharing a tent, Falco, Slippy, and Susan were, too. (Great, thought Falco, I'm stuck with Slippy. But it could be worse, like being stuck with Katt.) And, by the luck of the draw...
"Who else has a 3, then?"
"I have a 3." Fox recognized the voice as Krystal's voice, and she recognized the voice that had spoken before her to be Fox's. (What a mouthful. Meh.) When they saw each other, they blushed a bit. (But it wasn't recognizable, because they had fur over their skin. But I would hope you knew that.)
"Uh, well, I, uh, should probably get to watching the camp." Fox said, stammering a bit, and hoped he didn't sound stupid.
"We should." Fox was surprised by how calm she seemed, but got back to the task at hand. It was about 1100 when they finally went into the tents and settled down to go to sleep. Fox had to stay awake until 1300 until Falco came and took over. He managed to get by awake, but looking forward to hitting the hay, if you will. Falco finally came and took over, what took him so long, Fox thought. But he was too tired to say anything, and went into the tent.
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Krystal awoke feeling cold, and heard footsteps. She quickly sat up, and saw Fox come in.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" he asked, sounding a bit worried about this, and very tired.
"No, I had just awoken, but thank you." said Krystal. Fox sighed a bit in relief, but the sigh quickly turned into a yawn.
"Good night Krystal." he then said, and walked over to his side of the tent, took off his boots, and got into his sleeping bag. He was about to fall asleep when Krystal sat up and asked him something.
"Fox, are you going to be cold tonight?" she asked him, sounding mildly interested. He was about to answer, when he thought about what she might be asking. He had turned on his side so he wasn't looking at Krystal when he got into the sleeping bag, and had stayed this way. The thoughts that had recently occurred startled him a bit, and thought they had only taken a split second to think, they still made him stammer.
"Uh-well, um, I ah, no, no. I'm fine." he said. Krystal's tone of sounding mildly interested didn't change. "Are you sure?" she asked. He calmed down a bit, and said "I'm sure."
"Well, than could I use your spare blanket, I hadn't thought of bringing one." she asked. Fox breathed a sigh of relief, though so Krystal couldn't hear it, and sat up and faced her.
"Yeah, sure." He then tossed her the blanket, and she caught it. She put it on her sleeping bag, and laid down again. "Thank you." she said, and closed her eyes. Fox laid back on his small pillow, and did the same. He drifted off to sleep, with thoughts of tomorrow in his head.
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I told you! *Cracks up even more* Oh, I've got plenty more, people, don't worry, and review, or else I won't keep posting new chapters anymore. And if you don't find my stories and gags funny, remember, it's a fanfic. Haha! Thanks.
Remember to update frequently,
Black Swordsman 342