Author Note: Yeah, I updated. Sorry if it was so long since the 8th chpt. Oh and this chapter may not be suitable for some, partial nudity and yeah. Nintendo owns StarFox, not I.

Chapter 9

"Sir, we are ready now. We also have more mercenary teams joining us," an armored grey fox announced. He was clad in heavy riot gear and was in a kneeled position.

"Good, good. Are the fighters ready as well as the jammers?" an old lupine asked.

"Yes, ready to launch on your word," the fox replied. Looking anxious.

"Excellent, prepare to launch now," the wolf ordered. He had a grave smile on his muzzle as the fox left to carry out the order. The wolf himself was quite fragile and was somewhere in his 60s. The room he was in was dark and almost featureless. The only thing that lighted up the room was his pet, a strange jellyfish with sharp mandibles and strange internal organs.

Fox had awoken at 7:00 am, early for someone who slept late. The only thing on his mind was what happened between Fiona and him, and what Krystal might think. He thought at least it was nothing more than that or Krystal might go berserk or something. The vulpine looked but faced only one direction without even moving around the luxurious room he was given by her. It reminded him of a suite he rented back on Corneria, but was fit for senators or movie stars. His vision was slightly blurry but he saw his clothes lying around along with his equipment Krystal allowed to keep. But what caught his eye were more articles of clothing, something he would expect Krystal to wear.

"I don't remember any of this?" he said to himself. His curiosity switched from the clothes to something else. He felt as though someone was breathing on him, or to put it, sleeping right beside him. Fox slowly, not to wake up the person, turned around to face the other side. From the looks of it, the person was very curvy, even curvier than Krystal he thought! But his thoughts soon quickly changed; did he sleep with this person? The figure stretched a bit and turned around facing him. "Oh god…"

"What are you doing in my room!... And put some clothes on!" he screamed. Fox stumbled out and faced Fiona. She was only wearing a bra and panty and was just grinning at him.

"So you're awake now," she simply said. Fiona calmly as if nothing happened, picked up and put on her clothes and walked up to the traumatized vulpine. "I always thought you were handsome." And kissed him squarely in the lips. Fox was subdued by her and allowed her to explore the insides of his mouth with her tongue.

Fiona finished as she had started and left for the door. "See you later." She leaned back and blew a kiss and left.

"Already three days on this foreboding planet, I'm in an affair with two vixens," he said to himself. He got dressed properly and headed for the mess hall. He was still slightly shocked after the turn of events. After wondering around and asking for directions, he was able to find the mess hall.

The only thing on Fox's mind was what will happen if Krystal found out. He tried to think of ways of getting out if she ever find. But of course she would, she could hear his thoughts. "Well, I'm not in a relationship with her or anything like that," he thought.

He caught some eyes of the guards off duty, especially the women. He noticed them and kept to himself. "Now this, what next?" The surrounding guards' eyes fell from what they were doing and looked toward the entrance of the mess hall. The stopped what they were doing, some even dropping their plates, and saluted.

"What's all the fuss," Fox asked, looking confused and frustrated. He looked around a bit, but froze still instantly as two blue furry arms wrapped around his neck.

"Hey Fox, I've been looking for ya," it was Krystal. She brought her muzzle gently next to his ear. "Hmm, what's this? Why are you just screaming in your thoughts?"

"I have to go somewhere Krystal, so if you'll excuse...!" he was quickly cut off as she gripped even harder, hard enough to choke him.

"I asked you a question, answer now," she demanded. The guards looking at the pair almost looked like they were going to bust a gut, other looked frightened as though their wife was going to do this to them.

"NOOO!" Fox was able to break free from her grip and made a dash for the door. "Sorry!"

"Fox, get back here now!" Krystal snapped. She soon chased after him determined to get answers out of him. He had a hard time opening the mess hall door. As he did so, Krystal realized there were about 30 guards in the hall. "Get him!"

"No, you don't understand," he pleaded. But the guards merely ignored him and jumped him. "Get your ass out of my face!"

They dragged him along to a small room with one hair in it. They also tied him to it, as the guards left; Krystal followed in. "Fox, I know you're hiding something from me." She approached him and put her paw on his forehead. She then closed her eyes, but quickly reopened them. "What! You slept with Prime Minister Fiona?" Krystal looked as though she had seen a ghost.

"No, it's not like that, she was in my bed when I woke up," he yelped. "And it's not like I would really want to either. I'm not even sure how she got in my quarters." He looked frustrated. "Please, I didn't mean too Krystal…"

Krystal let out a heartfelt sigh. "I trusted you... I had…" She didn't finish her sentence. Her voice started to crack up and she stomped out of the room, hiding the tears she had shed.

Fox was left alone in the room, still strapped to the chair. The guard standing by the door pitied him and so, untied him. "Pathetic," the old dog muttered.

To be Continued…

Note to readers: I have gotten lazy about writing stuff, so sorry. This might happen in my other fanfics in the future.