Chapter 2 Gotta Be Crazy

The testing was complete, and even with Vixo's amazing pilot skills, the ASF-2 was still in great shape. At least nine of the ships landed back in the hanger, the other three landed outside since inspection was no longer needed. Vixo climbed out of his ship with Oddy meeting him on the ground.

"Amazing flying there boy! I've only seen a few like you before, but I think you just topped out," Oddy said as he punched Vixo in the shoulder.

"Hehe, thanks, my dad taught me how to fly and I've been doin' great ever since," said Vixo, his cheeks turning redder than his fur.

"Well, he did one hell of a job. Just for that show, I'm gonna let you stay with this baby until the newest upgraded ship comes in. That'll be in a few months though. In the mean time, I'll register your name on the ship's computer." With that, Oddy climbed into the ship and started working on the computer.

"Alright, I'm gonna head back to my appartment. Thanks, Oddy."

It was already setting into the evening. The sun was heading down, leaving a deep orange glow in the sky. When Vixo got to this appartment and stepped in, he noticed the other bed was now occupied with another red fox in a deep sleep.

"Arastor Shardeth, eh?" whispering to himself, not wanting to wake his new roommate. He headed inot the bathroom, turned on the water to the shower, and started undressing.

20 minutes later

Vixo got out of the shower, dried off a bit, and put one some pants. He brought the towel with him as he started opening the door. As he stepped into the room, he saw his new roommate awake and sitting on the side of his bed.

"Hey there, you must be Arastor," he greeted.

"Eh, I go by my middle name, Sezidan," his roommate replied, looking a bit offended by Vixo's greeting. "You must be Vixo."

"That would be me." Vixo continued to dry his hair. "Would've introduced myself earlier, but you were snoozing," he said as he grabbed a shirt out of his dresser.

"So what do you do?" asked Sezidan.

"I'm a pilot in training for the ASF-2."

"Hmm...I'm in Special Forces myself."

They stared at each other for a moment.

"You gotta be crazy!" both said in unison.

They laughed.

"Hey kid, you're alright. Lemme buy you a drink."

"Well...they wouldn't serve me here would they?"

"Good point kid. Hmm, stay right here." Without another word, Sezidan grabbed his key and left.

Vixo shook his head and sat down on his bed, looking at the picture on his dresser and wondering how his adoptive parents were doing. It has been months since he last saw him.

An hour passed when Sezidan came back to the appartment. "Hey kid, I'm back!" he said as he walked in carrying two brown bags.

"Hey! They don't allow alcohol on base!" Vixo felt a chill run down his spine when he thought of how the upper-ranked officers would react if they were caught.

"Hehe, what they don't know won't hurt me." Sezidan pulled out a beer from one of the bags and tossed it to Vixo. "Drink up kid." He then pulled another beer out and started drinking.

Two hours of laughing, crying, and more laughing passed. Vixo then was out cold, snoring loudly on his bed.