StarFox Legends
Chapter 1; A Nice cruise is the remedy for all of life's aches and pains
A new Saga by Shawn Smith
This fic of epic proportions takes place after SF: Assault, it succedes my other story "Falco's Vengeance" as well. The story is a serious take on The StarFox Universe. So readers, bear with me, you are about to read a highly unique and deeply developped fanfic, I will try to make it as different as possible from Falco's Vengeance. Please R&R, this story will Rock!
Fox and Krystal embraced in a passionate kiss, their love for one another was stronger than ever. Intimate moments like these were hard to come by. The cruise was a much needed change from the norm and a chance to rekindle their romantic life as well.
Fox released Krystal from the embrace and stared into her extravagant turquoise eyes. He grinned, letting out a sigh;
"We really needed this vacation. I just want to relax, and be with you..."
"Me, too... Fox" Krystal buried her head into Fox's chest, resting, whilst he stared up into the open sky.
"Yup, this is paradise alright! I wish it could last forever." Fox yawned, as he dozed off into a pleasant slumber.
The ship was a glamorous vessel, with impeccable service, a pool, sawna, and cabins galore! The only problem was, the rest of the starfox team had tagged along as well.
Peppy was in the lounge, as usual, snoozing away the hours; "Not much happening here." Bill said as he strode on past the sleeping geezer. He shrugged; "Oh, well I'll go see what Falco and Slippy are up to" Bill headed down the corridor, leading to the game room. Falco and Slippy were engaged in an intense game of ping-pong, fiercely trying to out do one another. Bill stifled a giggle, he had never seen such a funny sight in his life! Imagine, Slippy was winning! He was the undisputed champion of ping-pong. Falco was enraged, he couldn't lose, he never did!
Slippy was so full of himself that he started to boast; " I, Slippy Toad, am the world's ping-pong master, I rock! you suck!" He jumped on top of the ping-pong table and began doing a little jig.
"You jack-ass!" Falco whipped the ball at Slippy's head. It nailed him squarely between the eyes. The toad fell backwards, crashing into a wine cabinet, a bottle of rum just happened to fall into his lap. Slippy's eyes widened. Every one knew how much Slippy loved beer! He wasn't one of those depressed alcoholics, but one of those jolly drunks.
Falco and Bill glanced at each other and nodded. It was their very intention to see Slippy realise his desires. He was a great tool when he was drunk, they could get him to pull off almost anything!
Bill cheered him on; "Booze up, Slippy! Don't worry Ol' Peppy ain't here to tan your hide!"
Slippy began drinking the precious liquid slowly. "Hurry It up!" Falco urged anxiously.
"I need to take my time, I don't wanna be sick..."
The Avian's temper was getting the better of him; "God, do I have to do everything myself!"
Falco grabbed the bottle and forced the rum down Slippy's throat. He guzzled the booze, spilling it all over his flak vest.
The toad was drunk shortly there after, mumbling to himself; "Slippy needs a bib..."
He got up, woozily swaying from side to side; "Grrrugruuhhh" Slippy began gurgling the rum.
Bill raised an eye brow; "Falco, are you sure he'll be alright?"
Falco grinned; "positive"
Fox awoke to the sound of waves rocking the ship. He glanced at his watch; 2: 17 pm. "Hmmph" He had only dozed off for an hour or so. He got up with out rousing Krystal and kissed her on the cheek. Fox walked over to the right side of the ship and leaned against the rail. He gazed out at the endless ocean.
The stirring of the waves was making him feel queasy. With out warning Krystal embraced him from behind; "Fox, you aren't looking so well, do you wan't to go inside and lie down?"
"No thanks, I'm OK. I was just feeling a bit under the weather, thats all" Fox grinned that irresistable smile of his.
"Ohh, I know how I can cheer you up! Follow me,"
Fox laughed whole-heartedly, he was feeling better already!
To be continued...