Can we give it up to my man, Andrew Yang, for getting in the December debate?

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Musicat: I mean, Jake's pretty much gone for the time being. TBH. But in the meantime, Enjoy some fluff!

Ivystorm: Well, I actually prefer Fluff, but I guess it's not your cup of tea. Oh well.

Disclaimer: This chapter is a filler! (^^ ;)

November 17th 1956, West Berlin

Chapter 24: Friends?

Fuzzypelt POV:

(Chapter 23:)

"I'll give you some advice. Always keep an eye on Rosetail. If you don't confess soon, she'll be gone by Christmas."

Those words stung.

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Of course, I wouldn't let Goosefeather know, obviously.

"Fuzzypelt, What wrong?", Whiteye entered my room.

"Nothing." I muttered.

"Are you sure?" Whiteye put her hand on my shoulder. "You can talk to me if you want."

"GO away." I removed her hand from my shoulder.

"Is this about girls?" Whiteye asked, concerned.

"Leave, One-eye." I shooed her off.

Whiteye gave up trying. "You know what? Sulk alone. I try to help, but then you insult me. Good luck, Wannabe Emo teen."

"And you won't get any boy with that attitude either!" I shouted as she slammed the door.

What a load of foxdung. I can do it myself. I'm Fuzzypelt!

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I'm Fuzzypelt.

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I sighed.

- At the base 4:00 -

I walked into the "Bookstore" with my water bottle, and tipped my head to the clerk. He winked back. Good to know someone will talk to me normally.

The boy normally reading comic books in the back walked out of the restroom, and I walked in.

I sat on the toilet.

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Does this thing even work?

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Only one way to find out.

- At the base 4:10 -

For refrence, I was not there.

I walked out, and saw a note that said, "Go to the training room, Immediately."

It seemed like it was important. I have nothing better to do anyways...

I walked over and saw Goosefeather and Bluefur there. They were both stretching in front of a white cubicle room.

"Hello?" I asked.

Goosefeather responded, in a plank position."Due to some Circumstances, I have decided to train this group personally. We will wait for the other members."

"So Bluef-"

"IhavetobeatGoosefeatherPleasedon'tbothermeyet." She muttered.

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[Bruh] (- - );

Ignoring their little competition, I looked around the room.

There has to be something interesting.

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I saw a binder, and walked over. There were 12 old pictures of what I assumed to be the old members of this base. I looked through the pictures, and saw an older Snowfur.

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Probably her parents. They were in the base for a time, I think.

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I wonder, where's Goosefeather?

"Fuzzypelt, time to go. Everybody's here." Goosefeather's voice rang.

"Alright." I closed the picture book.

We silently followed Goosefeather into a side room that was labeled, "SUPERVISION REQUIRED."

"This is the combat room." Goosefeather told us. "Put on a jumpsuit."

I saw a couple of one-pieces hung on a rack, and took one.

After everybody put one on, Goosefeather began a speech.

"We did pretty terribly at Cairo. Our entire IT Team got captured, and it's only a miracle you guys came back. It was pretty clear that teamwork is something we're lacking, so we've agreed to set up this activity. Your job is to defend each other, you only win if you survive for 5 minutes. You do not have to beat us."

Rosetail zipped herself up, "Are these the suits that Tawnyspots invented?"

"Yes. This is for group training. After being hit too many times, your suit will turn green, and stiffen up. Since you will be facing a variety of opponents. There are no weapons, as all special forces have bulletproof jumpsuits like ours, so you will be doing melee damage."

"What about Energy Weapons?" Rosetail asked.

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"If they have Energy weapons, We surrender."

"Create a circle, everybody." I commanded.

"But that limits our maneuverability." Bluefur objected. "How about we create a square with us being a vertice."

"That's literally the same thing."

"Not really, if you thi-"

!(ﾉ*ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ {WATCH OUT!}

Thrushpelt pushed Rosetail as Goosefeather landed at where they had just been.

{FROM ABOVE!}

Thank you Thrushpelt.

Sunstar dropped in front of me, and began hammering me with punches.

In the time I spent training with Sunstar, I knew one thing: He only attacks in patterns. According to the textbooks, it frees up mental space.

Of course, once you figure out the pattern, they're screwed.

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I began to back up.

(ง •̀_•́)ง [All I need to do is to find the pattern]

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Left, Right, Palm, Hook, Left, Kick, Left, Right, Hook, Palm, Left, Right, Hook, Palm, Left, Right...

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Wait. This pattern is changing!

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Heh, But you've got nothing on me. I'm Fuzzypelt!

I need to look at his movements.

… Left, Right, Hook, Palm, Left, Right, Hook, Palm!

I felt something rubbing against my back.

I turned around.

I saw Rosetail's horrified expression. I realized what just happened.

Sunstar ran straight into us, pushing me on top of Rosetail.

[FOXDUNG] (((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))

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I narrowly dodged a stomp by Goosefeather, and rolled away.

Rosetail Yelped. That must have hurt...

"Fuzzypelt!" Bluefur complained while kicking Adderfang.

"Sorry." I mutter, throwing an uppercut, forcing Sunstar to stagger back for a second. Taking advantage of this, I began my special combination I had been training. Perhaps this will make up for it.

I elbowed him, and swung at him with my other hand. Then, I smashed his face another elbow, and sweep him backwards with my leg in front.

"FUZZYPELT" Bluefur's voice rang. Before I knew what was going on, Goosefeather nailed me with a brutal sidekick. I fell towards Sunstar, who punched at my stomach.

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Well Foxd-

(ヽ`д´)┌┛┌┛┌┛ )`з゜)

"You guys have to work together." Sunstar commented before jumping at Bluefur. "It's a miracle you survived Egypt."

My suit inflated green, and I wobbled to the exit.

Tawnyspots shook his head disapprovingly as I passed by. "You need to have more awareness." I heard him mutter.

When I was taking off my suit, I was confronted by Rosetail.

"What was that for?!" She demanded an answer.

"I didn't se-" I began.

"We were supposed to be a team!" She yelled, "Not your entourage!"

"I was dodging Sunstar, and I got into it." I explained.

"You have to look for all the team members." Rosetail spat out blood, angrily.

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Oh...

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"I'm sorry." I looked down.

"I'm not." Rosetail turned her face. I saw some blood dripping from her lip.

"Guys, calm down. Fuzzypelt is sorry that we lost the game, y-" Thrushpelt tried to mediate.

"If this was not a game, we could have died!" Rosetail wiped her mouth.

"Good thing it is a game." Goosefeather interjected, "Rosetail, you have to learn how to control your anger. Breathe in, breathe out. Stay composed. A mature refutation is more effective than a rash contradiction."

"So I'm supposed to let people insult me?" Rosetail fired back.

"Sometimes, it is better to close your mouth and appear stupid than open it and remove all doubt." Goosefeather told her.

Rosetail looked stunned.

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"Here," Goosefeather pulled out a card, "Go there, and calm down. Come back in an hour's time. You were born with Youth, but maturity is earned. If you can cultivate it at a young age, It will do wonders."

"Was Goosefeather always this mature?" I whispered to Thrushpelt.

He shrugged.

Rosetail waited a second, analyzing the benefits and drawbacks. She eventually took the card.

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Goosefeather gave her a napkin. "Enjoy it."

"Fuzzypelt, I need to talk to you alone." Goosefeather walked to me.

"What?" I asked.

"You have to be more careful." He said.

"Weren't you the one who stomped on her?" I asked.

"Trust me, It's for a good reason."

"I doubt it."

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"It might be good to apologize to her when she runs out of steam." Goosefeather patted my head.

"Do I ha-"

"Buy her chocolates." He handed me a couple marks.

Free Money?

"Sure!"

"Turn left at the roundabout. Follow the path until you see the lake." Goosefeather's terrible handwriting read.

The park was pretty much empty.

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But it's a park, I guess.

As I neared the roundabout, I looked for stalls selling chocolates. Might as well kill two birds with one stone.

"Bonjour, Young man! Care for some Bubble Tea?" A man in a pink booth waved.

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"Are you actually serious?" I asked.

I wheeled up to the place where Goosefeather said she would be, and sure enough, she was.

Rosetail was sitting down, hugging her knees. She was admiring the sunset before her, which was pretty.

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I mean, not pretty enough to waste my time looking at it, but still.

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Perhaps I could just look at it for a while.

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Maybe I could just go back, I mean it's nearly sunset...

It'll blow over right?

Then I won't have to apologize, and everything will be fine, right?

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I imagined Goosefeather's look of pity when I got back.

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Eh, Screw it.

I sat down next to Rosetail, "Hello."

"Why are you here?" She muttered, turning away from me.

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I sighed, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." She scoffed, "I can't get too mad at animals."

"You don't have to be so prickly." I sighed.

"You deserve it." She replied.

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"You know, I might just drink this bubble tea I got you."

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"Bubble tea?" Rosetail asked.

"Yes." I said, placing it beside her.

"Do you think I'm that easy?" She said, frustrated.

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"What Flavor?"

"Regular."

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Rosetail took the cup and turned back away from me.

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"I still hate you okay?"

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"Okay."

My best attempt of making something cute!

(Hope it doesn't make you cringe too much...)

Anyways, See you next week!