Chapter 3: Gone fishing.
While Fox was changing out of his Miss Piggy and Kermit the Frog pyjamas, Falco and James were loading up the car with all the gear.
"Soooooooooo," Falco stated. "I'll just be hanging at your place for awhile, huh?"
"Yeah." replied James absently. Just then, Fox came back outside in his usual gear.
"Hey? Where's Miss Piggy?" joked Falco.
"Shut up Falco." Snapped Fox.
"Ah! There's the Fox we all know and hate," said Falco, and he smiled. "Hey, Mr McCloud? Can I drive? Because I just got my permit, and a great space pilot like you over seeing everything would really boost my cool rating."
James glanced at him with a look Fox had seen all too many times. It was a look that screamed sly. "Sure you can" he replied with a smirk.
"Really?" Falco was taken aback by the straight answer.
"Sure. Of course. Here." James chucked the keys over to Falco.
"Cool" said Falco as he jingled the keys.
"Ok, come on. Let's finish packing up and then we can go," said James.
"Yes dad." Fox said glumly.
"So Falco," started James.
"Yeah?" answered Falco.
"How was the party?"
"Aw, it was great. There was this one chick I met, and… oh no! I-I mean…"
Said Falco panicking.
Fox slapped his head. Apparently, that one chick he met had left an impression.
"-I mean what party?" Falco turned to face Fox, trying to act innocent. "Did you have a party with out inviting me to keep an eye on things?"
"Save it," James said, and he snacked the car keys back.
"Crap! Nice one Falco!" Fox thought.
"Well, since not only were you stupid enough to admit that you were under age drinking, and you also told me that you were at the party…" James said, and he let the sentence hang.
"So, I guess no driving for me?" Falco asked.
"Good guess. You get to follow Fox's punishment."
"Which is?" Falco asked timidly.
"You can't even get in the front seat of a car until I get back from my next mission."
"And when will that be?"
"I don't know. I haven't got one yet." James said, and he smiled.
"Aw What?" Falco slumped the car.
"Sucked in." Fox said.
"Shut up Fox." Falco muttered, "Stupid Fox, could have warned me."
"What was that Falco?" James said looking up from the box he was arranging.
"Oh nothing. Just talking to myself."
"You know, talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity." Fox joked.
"Yeah? Well you'd know, wouldn't you?" Falco retorted.
"Ok, everyone in," Said James. "Looks like I'm driving after all, huh?"
"Shut up dad" said Fox, as he and Falco got into the car.
"Right! Everyone ready?" called James from the front seat.
"You know, we'd get there a whole lot faster if we took your mark-Viper 18." Commented Falco. "You know, the one with the Starfox logo."
"Sorry to disappoint you there hot shot," answered James "But those are old now, the army has recalled them. However, Starfox is getting a new super secret ship called the Arwing. It's supposed to be the latest in technology. Besides, the viper was a one seater. Sorry."
Falco looked disappointed. As if he had ever had a chance of being flown to the campsite in a space fighter, fully equipped with twin lasers, and bombs! Fox gave a loud snort at the idea.
'Although, it would be awesome if we could. Imagine how many chicks would see me, getting chauffer driven in a fighter. Maybe we could pull a few barrel rolls before landing and…"
Meanwhile, Falco was thinking pretty much the same thing except a little less kid friendly. Fox could tell this by the absent grin on Falco's face and the occasional chuckle he would spurt out.
"Do I want to know what you're thinking back there?" asked James from the front
"No!" they both answered in unison
"Don't worry, I'll tell you later" Falco whispered to Fox.
After about an hour, they got board and started versing each other on their holo-boys.
4 hours later….
Falco woke up due to a sharp pain in his wing. He looked around only to find that Fox was gnawing on his wing (not to mention drooling all over it).
"Ahh! What the hell do you think you're doing?" cried out Falco as he ripped his wing away from Fox's sharp teeth
"Huh? What happened?" Fox said as he woke.
"YOU! YOU WERE CHEWING MY WING!" screamed Falco.
"Whoops. Sorry." Apologised Fox. "I was having a dream that I was eating honey soy chicken wings, I guess that would be why it was tasting so good, huh?" he joked.
"How bout I bite off your tail! Huh? You want that? Huh?" replied Falco slightly annoyed how lightly Fox had taken to trying to eat one of his friends. "Aww, and look! You've got drool all over my favourite jacket! Ewww! Yuck." Falco muttered, trying to wipe it off.
"Are you two still in there?" Asked James, poking his head through the front window.
"Yeah dad. We just woke up. Why didn't you wake us?" Asked Fox.
"You looked so peaceful, gnawing on Falco. Ahhh, these are the times you'll remember, trust me." James said, smiling.
"Oh yeah. I really want to remember been eaten by a bloody Fox." Said Falco.
"Shut up Falco. I said I was sorry. Geez, talk bout holding a grudge." Said Fox, semi-seriously.
"Ok, everyone out," said James. "I've already set up camp, so you two can have a look around. Go on, see the sites."
"Thanks Mr McCloud," said Falco with a grin. "I don't suppose there are any chicks in the general vicinity?"
"I don't know Falco. But, if there are any, don't bother them. Or I'll have you neutered. Clear?"
"Yes sir!" replied Falco and he crossed his legs.
"Oh, and one more thing." James said, and he snatched both of their holo-boys.
"Hey!" they both objected.
"I didn't let you two come so you can verse each other on these things."
"But… but-" stuttered Falco
"But I didn't even want to come" said Fox.
"Yeah! And I was in the wrong place wrong time!" piped in Falco.
"Ok. Well let's see. Fox, you're my son, so you were coming either way. And Falco, it's your own fault. So but nothing. You're both here, with out your licences, so you can't escape. Now go and have fun."
"Bugger." Said Fox angrily. "Come on Falco, let's go."
"Alright then." Sighed Falco.
They walked around for a while, then they went into the forest and had a look around.
"Is there even anyone else here? I mean, besides us, and that creepy old person that just sits on his porch in a rocking chair with a shot gun?" asked Falco
"I… don't… know," replied Fox.
Suddenly, Falco started. "Hey wait… do you hear that?"
Fox pricked his ears up and had a listen… "I hear it, it sounds like someone's coming this way."
"Hello?" Called out a voice. "Is anyone there?"
"I think I know that voice," said Fox.
"Yeah. I know. Let's run for it," said Falco hastily.
"But we didn't even do anything wrong this time!"
"I don't care! Run!"
Falco turned and ran. However, he wasn't looking where he was going, and he sprinted straight into a tree.
"Nice." Commented Fox.
"Shut up and run!" Said Falco urgently, and he got up. However it was too late and-
"FFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOO!"
-Katt Monroe jumped out and landed straight on top of Falco, who promptly fell beak first on the ground.
"Oh hi Katt. I didn't know you were here," said Fox, seemingly unconcerned by his suffocating friend.
"Hi Fox! Yeah! I got here about two days ago: it's been soooooooooo boring, but now I'm happy because you guys are here!"
"Mmmppphh!"
"Oh sorry Falco. Are you ok?"
Falco pulled his beak out of the leaf litter. "Yeah. I'm fine. Now get of me!"
"Sorry! But I'm so glad to see someone I know, hey?"
"Yeah, I know what you mean," replied Fox.
"So when did you guys get here?" asked Katt, as she extracted herself from a tangled mass of Falco.
"Oh about, what… two, three hours ago? Nah. But my dad took all forms of technology from us and threatened to neuter Falco," answered Fox.
"No offence Fox, but your dad sounds like strict guy," commented Katt.
"He's great," replied Fox. "I just wish he wasn't on damn missions all the time."
"Oh well," said Katt patting Fox on the back.
"Well uh… yeah. It's been great to see you and all, but we um… have to go. Now." blurted out Falco.
"What? Why? You just got here?" asked Katt, looking disappointed.
"Um… Fox and I have… Guy… things to do. Yeah, that's it. Guy things." Falco said trying to think of a good story.
"I don't remember having to do 'guy'-OW!" Fox ended his sentence abruptly as Falco gave him a swift kick "-I mean yeah, of course, uh, 'Guy things'."
"Guy things huh?" Katt thought for a second. "What kind of guy things?"
"Oh. Um… Fox, tell her."
"What!" Fox didn't like been put on the spot, especially to lie to a girl. "Um… ok. We are… going… swimming."
"Yes. That's it. We're going swimming." Falco said, trying to sound confident.
"So why can't I come?" asked Katt
"… Nude swimming…" Said Fox. Then he looked around at Falco to make sure he had just said that.
"Yes. You see;" Fox continued, since Falco was still mutely staring. "We left our bathers at home, and we have no underwear to swim in so the all swimming has to be done in the nude, right Falco?" Falco snapped out of it and gave a brief nod.
"Well, ok then." Katt said slowly "I'll come as well."
'Damn It! She called our bluff!' Thought Fox.
"Well ok. Then lets go. I forgot my bather as well." Said Katt, matter o' factly. "I know a place where we can leave our clothes."
"OK THEN!" shouted Falco as Katt ran off.
"Falco, you can't be serious! She called our bluff. Admit it."
"No," said Falco sternly. "She'll give up, we just have to go along with it. She'll crack before you even have to take off your jacket."
Meanwhile, Katt was thinking, "I've called their bluff. Fox Doesn't want go along with it. Falco, he's behind this. But what happens if he doesn't give up?" She thought. "Don't worry Katt. He'll give up before I even take of my shoe."
All the while, James was on the couch listening to Falco's Holo-pod, blissfully unaware that any of this was going on.