Opening Statement: so... last chapter was a bit of a downer huh... well, hopefully this one will lighten things up a bit. And just to clarify, I am aware of what mistakes I made in regards to the subject matter of the previous chapter, and a few other details... not going to name anyone, but let's just say a friend pointed out a few things I had not mentioned in the story. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy. Also, as a side note, as of posting this chapter, it alone has well over 6000 words! that's more than my very first post on this site has! YES! I BEAT YOU FIRST EVER POST! Anyways... onto the story!
Disclaimer: go to chapter 1, I'm not repeating myself.
Clarification Notice: same for this bit.
Kendra sighed as she sat there on the psychiatrist's couch and told the account of what had happened a few weeks ago; she'd gone over it many times, both professionally and at home with Nelson, but Dr. Pedro Spotkins, an jaguar that her mother had recommended to the hybrid, had informed Kendra that, repeated visiting of the event, while being hard, would help her come to terms with what had almost happened.
"So, Mrs. Bucksworth, have you been having very many episodes? Anything that briefly takes you back to that moment... if you need a moment then please, take your time, the hour has only just started." Pedro asked, Kendra pondering it and then shaking her head.
"Nope, can't say that I have... outside of that evening after the event, but I blame that on the medical examiner who checked on me... it would figure that she'd be a coyote too- not that I have anything against coyotes or anything... it's just-"
"It's okay Kendra, you're not the only one to associate a species with a traumatic event... I've seen many in the same boat as you, feeling guilty for unintentionally profiling a species based on the hardships they faced at the paws of an individual... while I can't say for certain that the feelings will pass, you'll find your way to cope, and if not, I'm always a phone call away." Pedro explained, Kendra smiling before taking a breath and rubbing her left arm a bit.
"Dr. Spotkins, I'd like to thank you for helping me through this... I'm aware that I never actually suffered the most traumatic of actions my situation had on the board, but I was still somewhat mentally scarred and I know that now." Kendra smiled and sighed as she thought it over for a moment, then glanced to her doctor and offered a warm grin, "Besides, I hear rapists aren't looked on too kindly, even by other criminals... as horrible as it is for me to think this, I feel like if I were to hear that Greg had been killed in his cell-"
"Kendra, this is also normal behavior for a victim of rape, attempted or otherwise... luckily you made it out relatively unscathed." Pedro explained, standing up and padding over to Kendra's side, placing his right paw on her shoulder and smiling, "Don't feel like you need to need to dwell on this... you are a strong willed doe, and I believe your musical career offers a nice avenue to vent away your stress... I've seen others suffer the same thing as you, and run themselves ragged simply because they couldn't let the pressure of their trauma out... plus, you have a wonderful singing voice- would you like to sing something to end this session? And don't worry, I'm not trying to get any leaks of your next album Mrs. Bucksworth." Pedro explained, Kendra giggling before she took a breath and sighed.
"Whenever I see someone, less fortunate than I,
And let's face it, who isn't, less fortunate than I?
My tender heart tends to start to bleed...
And when someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over!
I know, I know... exactly what they need." Kendra spouted out, smiling the whole time before turning to Pedro and sighing, offering a playfully sullen look towards the jaguar before she continued.
"And even in your case,
Though it's the toughest case I've yet to face...
Don't worry! I'm determined to succeed... just follow my lead-"
"Very well done Mrs. Bucksworth... I must say my wife does love "Wicked" a fair bit. She'd have loved to be here for your small performance." Pedro praised, Kendra blushing slightly and giggling before standing up.
"Thanks... to be honest, I've always wanted to be in that play... but things work out differently I guess. Thanks again for seeing me today... same time next month? I feel like I can handle more than a week now so-"
"Sure thing ma'am, go schedule what you feel comfortable with, and remember if anything comes up, I'm just a phone call away." Pedro explained, smiling warmly as he gently guided the hybrid doe out of his office.
(Later that Day: Bucksworth General Goods)
Koslov had taken to working in Nelson's shop, nothing major, he'd help the more elderly customers with putting their purchases in their cars, and aid in unloading stock in the meantime. Another new employee to Nelson's shop was Nathan, the other rabbit/fox hybrid from the other day; Nathan had explained that while he wasn't wanting for money at the moment, his cash was rather tight and he needed the extra work hours. Nelson personally thought he wanted to be near Kendra, but again he reminded himself that he Nathan was married, and handed the Hybrid buck a name tag; the only other uniform was Kendra's, and Nick was still working on a new pair of pants for his daughter to wear.
"Hey, Koslov! Got an elderly rabbit in need of your big arms, and Nathan rotate stock on aisle six!" Nelson shouted, his two employees going about their duties before he heard the door open, glancing over to find his darling wife, the hybrid doe skipping into the store before hopping up onto the sales counter and kissing Nelson on the cheek.
"Hey Nelly, how's business?" Kendra asked, as Nelson smiled and lightly rubbed his wife's head between her ears.
"Business is great, actually... Koslov is a huge help in regards to heavy lifting, and Nathan is a quick study... so how about you? You holding up okay hon?" Nelson asked, Kendra rolling her eyes and lightly punching her husband in the side of his neck.
"I'm fine sweetheart, although Dr. Spotkins told me that I may never get over my new fear of coyotes... makes me feel bad because I know there are good coyotes out there, a lot of them my fans... but I'll never be able to look at them the same and-"
"Kendra, you're tail is twitching again, do you need to sit down for a bit?" Nelson asked, Kendra glancing to her tail and finding the appendage was indeed twitching; like her father's tell of his ear flicking randomly, Kendra's nervous tell was her tail would twitch. The hybrid doe sighed and sat herself at the edge of the counter, shaking her head and groaning into her paws in annoyance.
"I can get through this... I've been good so far, haven't had an episode since that first night Koslov stayed with us... and I haven't tried to get drunk to take my mind off it again- on that note, think later tonight I could have a beer please?" Kendra asked, Nelson chuckling and nodding his head; since that morning after when Nelson found his wife drunk in the kitchen, he'd made a point of locking all alcohol away, and only allowing Kendra a beer or two in the evenings. Even Koslov had gotten on the band wagon, the bear having stayed up late one evening during the first week after the event posted by the fridge, and three times turning Kendra away with a simple bottle of water.
"Alright Kendra, since we're having grilled salmon for dinner today I guess you can have a beer... though it's not going to be deer or bear sized." Nelson replied, Kendra playfully whining and flopping backwards onto the counter top, the smile on her face showing she was only playing around as she spoke.
"Aww come on Nelly... I'm a big doe now, I can handle it... and you're not buying this at all huh?" Kendra asked, Nelson rolling his brown eyes before leaning down and kissing his wife on the lips.
"Oh no, I get that you're a big doe now... you can use the bathroom without falling in now." Nelson teased, Kendra's eyes going wide before she leaped up to grab her husband's right antler, playfully smacking the buck in her grasp on the top of his head, Nelson laughing as he went about his business as if nothing was happening; even with Kendra's added size from her fox genes, she was so light that Nelson could carry her around like this for hours.
"Nelson you nitwit! Don't you know that is a PRIVATE moment!?" Kendra shouted, though the giggles she was letting out indicated she was only having fun rather than being legitimately mad at the deer.
"What? Oh I wasn't aware the rule applied to being in the shop." Nelson replied, grinning to himself before he reached up and plucked his wife off of his head and set her onto the sales counter, "From what I remember, you said that I wasn't allowed to joke around about that in public... technically we are still home, so-"
"Oh for- whatever, I'll let it slide for now... just don't expect any of this-" at this point, Kendra had cocked out her left hip and gently patted it, a sultry, half-lidded stare fixed onto her husband, "- later tonight." Kendra explained, Nelson's ears drooping slightly as he sat down and over dramatically clutched at his chest.
"NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Nelson playfully cried, Kendra rolling her eyes and shaking her head at the buck's antics, "I don't know if I could live without my precious doe booty... HHNNNGGGGG!" Nelson explained, then acted as if his heart had stopped before going limp in the chair, head lolled back and his tongue stuck out, his wife slowly starting to laugh before clapping her paws together.
"Bravo! Ten out of ten, that was a knock out performance." Kendra said, before Nelson looked up and raised a brow.
"No, seriously Kenny, I'm dead this time!" Nelson shouted, Kendra rolling her eyes and hopping over to stand on her husband's chest.
"Really? Well if you're truly dead... why are you still talking?" Kendra asked, Nelson shifting his eyes before face-palming.
"Oops... well, since I'm not dead..." at this moment, Nelson quickly, though gently, grabbed his wife and pulled her down onto him, kissing the hybrid doe rather passionately as he rubbed her back. This went on for about thirty seconds before the two heard a distinctive cough, both mammal's eyes snapping open before glancing over to see Nathan standing there in their view with a worried expression on his face, then watching as he started pointing frantically towards the sales counter, but before anything could even be said, the worst happened.
"So, this is how you and Scarface spend your free time? My, if only your mother was this adventurous in our love life." a certain fox said, causing Kendra to yelp and jump off of her husband as if he had suddenly become a porcupine, then whirling around to face her father's smug, yet playful grin.
"DAD! How in the HELL did you manage to get in here without the bell ringing!?" Kendra screamed, Nelson sitting up properly and offering a look of embarrassment, which Nick found amusing but didn't show it outside of widening his grin.
"Oh, it rang alright... you two were just too preoccupied with each other to notice... which is odd, because your mother could hear a twig snapping outside in the yard while we're having se-"
"OKAY DAD! T.M.I., don't want to know at all!" Kendra shouted, grabbing her ears and pulling them so they were pressed against the sides of her head, before she started spouting out a random tune like a child trying not to hear something "LALALALALALALALALA, I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Kendra sang out, causing Nick to chuckle and shake his head, before turning his attention to his son-in-law.
"Okay Nelson, I'm in need of your assistance, you see the missus recently felt as if her home was a bit too empty, and after some thought we-" Nick glanced over to Kendra, whom was now listening intently to whatever was being said apparently, and grinned before continuing his request, "- decided that we are going to see Dr. Belmont again." Nick explained, Kendra's paws covering her mouth as she let out scream of joy, then rushed to go hug her dad before stopping in her tracks a moment, as if thinking about something before she smiled and grabbed her father in a hug.
"Dad... I'm so happy for you and Mom... really I am-"
"Then why does it sound as though you're having to force those words out little kit?" Nick asked, before he gently patted his daughter's ears and placed a fatherly kiss to the top of her head, "To be fair, we haven't even gone to the city yet, and if it's about you standing out, we're going so that Gordon can test a theory for Hybrid variations in couples like ourselves... not going to specify the details but point is the end result should be a hybrid where the fox genetics win out over the rabbit genes... theoretically anyway." Nick explained, Kendra tilting her head and pondering briefly what a fox/rabbit hybrid would look like; seeing as she herself was a rabbit/fox mix, the reverse may look somewhat different.
But that thought was dashed as she shook her head and sighed, "No, it's nothing Dad... just... I had a little bit of a hard time scheduling another appointment with Dr. Spotkins today, his secretary is a coyote, and while I hold no grudges against them... it gets a bit difficult at times." Kendra explained, her words being not entirely false; the secretary today was indeed a coyote, but in truth Kendra had handled herself just fine, the only reflexive action she had was to flinch slightly when the canine had handed her the card with her next appointment date on it.
Nick could tell that his daughter wasn't being totally honest with him; seeing as he had twenty plus years experience as a con-mammal, Nick had learned how to pick up on the slightest of indicators, and having raised Kendra and her nine siblings before her from the day they were born, he'd come up with a list of his ten kits dishonest tells, for Kendra specifically, her tail would wag slightly, puff up a bit, then hang limply behind her a few seconds before going back to it's normal position. The fox could just tell that Kendra was hiding something, but rather than press further he let it slide; no longer was Kendra the adorable little child he had caught getting into the cookie jar after bedtime, this was now Kendra, the full grown hybrid doe with a career in music and a husband whom had been marked well before she had ever intended to claim him.
"Alright little kit, you take care now." Nick said, as he padded his daughter on the shoulder and turned to leave the shop, "I gotta be going, seeing as I'm still in uniform, my being here may just raise suspicions." Nick explained, before leaving and walking back to the Sheriff's Department.
(soon after with Kendra)
"Oh God dammit! Why did that strike me so hard?" Kendra asked herself, not upset as much as she was annoyed with her conflicting emotions; when she had heard her father mention that he and her mother were going to have another baby, she'd felt a slight pang of hurt enter her core. It wasn't to due with her unfortunate experience at Greg's paws; while that had indeed been traumatic, Kendra was mostly over it aside from a slight fear of coyotes. No, this was different, it felt like something in her was aching, as if there was a hole in her core through which the ache flowed freely.
Nelson had caught his wife's somewhat distressed reaction to the news, and assumed she was having a small panic attack, though when he entered the house to see to Kendra, he was surprised to see her simply looking at a photo with a saddened smile on her face; the photo was one of when Kendra was only three, she had been given mashed blueberries and carrots for dinner and rather than eat it, she had used it to paint her entire muzzle blue, and Nick being the father he was, had figured he's snap a photo of the event to have it as a keepsake, then Kendra had acquired the photo from the family album so her parents wouldn't have any sort of blackmail material.
"Kendra, you okay? You kinda left in a hurry and didn't seem too-"
"I want to have kids Nelson... I want to start a family, if you're willing to-" Kendra then started to gently sob, the tensing of her body indicating that she wasn't completely upset, just getting a bit emotional; one of the downsides of being part bunny. "- but I can't bear you any... I'm a hybrid, we are genetically sterile and-"
"Kendra, sweetheart... calm down okay? I would love to start a family with you," Nelson explained, not noticing as Nathan had popped his head into the doorway to say something, "Whether or not you're sterile doesn't change any of those plans-"
"You don't get it Nelly... I want your children, or at the least, to say that I've carried my own kits... but that can never happen," Kendra sobbed, Nelson crouching onto his knees and pulling his wife into his arms, petting her drooped ears and hushing her quietly.
"I know Kendra... I know, I feel the same way... but even if we can't have our own children... there's always adoption- Nathan, how long were you standing there?" Nelson asked, the male hybrid shifting his eyes around awkwardly and coughing into a closed paw.
"Long enough to hear your wife is suffering the "Baby Blues" as it were... but I may be able to help make her feel better." Nathan replied, as he slowly stepped inside and closed the door, glancing to Kendra with a warm smile, "Mrs. Bucksworth... I don't know where you got your info about hybrids, but who ever told you that we are genetically sterile is full of shit." Nathan stated bluntly, Kendra's right ear propping up as she turned to address the other hybrid with a look of confusion.
"But... Dr. Belmont said-"
"He probably told you that you were sterile in regards to normal pure bred mammals... truth be told, if a male rabbit or fox were to mate with you, you have a fifty percent chance to reproduce with either one, seeing as you match their genetic codes partially..." Nathan explained, Kendra's ears perking up even as Nelson slowly narrowed his eyes a bit, though kept quiet to let his employee explain himself.
"You see, I'm married to a beautiful rabbit, pure bred bunny, and while I was told by my doctor that I had no chance to procreate... I ended up getting her pregnant anyway, and now have three kits to my bloodline." Nathan explained, taking out his wallet and pulling out a photo, the image showing Nathan with his wife, a lovely looking rabbit with brown fur and hazel eyes, along with three little kits, two boys and a girl, and all looking like your run-of-the-mill rabbits except for having pointed ear tips and slightly longer tails, Kendra's eyes widening as she stared at the image.
"You mean... there's a hope for me to... to actually-"
"Let me finish ma'am, while my wife and I were able to procreate... they unfortunately will never get to experience that joy... hybrids like us can only reproduce to one generation, I can get my sweet Kelly pregnant all I want... but our kits will never be able to have that... but there's some good news to this story." Nathan explained, Kendra staring intently at the male hybrid even as Nelson raised an eyebrow; the deer had an idea as to where this conversation was going to lead, but wanted to hear it through regardless.
"Alright Nate, let's hear it... what's the good news in regards to procreating with hybrids?" Nelson asked, the hybrid buck noting the slight antagonistic tone in the deer's voice and coughing into a fist again.
"Well... and this is just my theory... if hybrids have a fifty percent chance of reproducing with a pure bred rabbit or fox... then hybrids like myself and your wife have a one hundred percent chance to procreate... not that I'd want to mate with your wife; goodness knows my own wife would have me neutered if I ever fooled around on her." Nathan explained, sighing in relief as Nelson's features relaxed a bit, and smiled at the look on Kendra's face before he continued explaining himself, "I'm just saying that, if your wife really wants to have a litter of kits to call her own... I'm willing to donate to the cause... with your blessing of course sir." Nathan explained, as Kendra glanced to her husband with a hopeful look on her face; by the Gods themselves, nothing on earth should look that adorably convincing to him.
"Alright, I'll make some calls, you talk it over with your wife Nate... and Kendra, wipe your eyes, your cheek fur is getting all matted again," Nelson replied, bracing himself for the inevitable glomping of his wife launching off the couch and latching onto his neck, the force of the impact causing the deer buck to fall backwards and end up pinned under his wife, whom for her part was kissing Nelson's face in rapid fire patterns.
(That evening, Dinner time)
Nelson had called the medical clinic in town to set up an appointment for his wife to be artificially inseminated; was the most awkward call in his life by his count, but one he had to make regardless. In thanks for offering to be a donor towards her potential family, Kendra had invited Nathan to bring his family over for dinner, and he had arrived with his beautiful rabbit doe, and even brought his kits with him, there was Jeffrey, a black furred buck with hazel eyes and brown ear tips, Connor the second buck who looked like his mother in regards to fur pattern, though he had amber eyes like Nathan's, and then little Lucy, their only doe, and also apparently a runt, so she was a slight bit smaller than the others, she had black fur on her body except for her belly, face, forearms and tail tip, there she had light brown, and her eyes were a pretty hazel with flecks of amber in them. Immediately the three little ones had recognized Kendra; despite their relatively young age, they were huge fans of the singer, and had rushed over to grab their idol into a death grip of a hug.
"Miss? Did you know Daddy is a "high-bread" too?" Jeffrey asked, Kendra giggling at how adorable these kits were.
"Really? My goodness I never knew that!" Kendra exclaimed excitedly, even as Connor clasped his paws behind his back and giggled, then used his ears to cover his face; poor little guy was so bashful that all Kendra had to do was glance his way and he's blush and hide away. Lucy was more inquisitive, and had taken to looking around the house a bit, when she suddenly met up with the biggest surprise of her tiny life, a gigantic sized polar bear. To his credit, Koslov had apologized for frightening the small girl, and then made the tiny doe giggle by pulling a small coin out from behind her ear.
"Sir, why do you have so many horns on the walls?" Connor asked, Nelson glancing at the various antlers he had stuck on the wall near the door and in the hallway; they were his own antlers from seasons past, having found them useful as coat racks and to hang other items on.
"Well, I'm a deer kiddo... and every year, I lose these things up here-" Nelson then tapped his left hoof against his current antlers, the tiny partial hybrid buck looking up at his current set, "- and rather than get rid of them... I use them to hang stuff on-"
"Nelson... you keep your own shed antlers? I never even noticed them before now... then again I'm so short that I wouldn't notice them much anyways, but still hon that seems kinda weird to me." Kendra said, as she worked on cooking the salmon for dinner, Koslov was helping but mainly in cutting the fish into proper portions for each mammal present.
"I used to keep my tooth filings... just kids of a habit I developed when I was young," Kelly said, Nathan chuckling wrapping his arm around her waist.
"And one thing from being part bunny that can't stand... having to chew on a block of wood... if Serendipity had intended me to bite into a log, I'm sure I'd be a beaver instead of what I currently am." Nathan explained, the group chuckling a bit before Kendra shrugged her shoulders.
"To be honest, I don't have that tooth issue as badly... maybe my teeth have more fox in them than rabbit?" Kendra said, as Nelson walked up and placed his hooves onto her small shoulders, kissing his wife between her ears.
"You know what they say, "Rabbit on the streets, Fox in the sheets," Nelson whispered, Kendra pulling back and elbowing the deer in his neck, even as Nathan laughed and Kelly simply covered her mouth and blushed.
"Nelson! Our love life stays in the bedroom... there are children present." Kendra said, Nelson chuckling as the three scars on his face lit up red for a bit, one of Nathan's kits noticing them and tilting her head in curiosity.
"Mr. Deer sir... what's those marks on your face from?" Lucy asked innocently, Kendra's body tensing slightly at the memory of exactly when that had happened; if she had to choose, Kendra would say that her lashing out at Nelson in school was more traumatic than what had nearly happened a few weeks ago, not by a whole lot, but still enough to affect her somewhat. Nelson noticed this reaction and sighed before carefully considering his next response.
"Lucy, when me and my wife were young, before we even got married... we had a bit of a fight-"
"And she did THAT to your face?" Lucy asked, Kendra's body starting to tremble slightly before she pulled herself together; no way in Hell was she going to have a mental breakdown over something that had happened years ago. Though seeing as she wasn't the only one in the house with highly sensitive hearing, Nathan stepped in and patted Lucy on her shoulder.
"Come on now kit... dinner will be ready soon, you go play with your brothers alright?" the hybrid buck asked, the tiny doe nodding before running off to go play, Nathan turning to Nelson and sighing, "Mr. Bucksworth, I am so sorry for my daughter's behavior, she's one of those kits that just loves to ask questions and-"
"No need to apologize, your kit isn't the first to ask about my scars, probably won't be the last- Kendra are you okay?" Nelson asked, as he noticed his wife's ears had drooped behind her head, she wasn't upset, or crying or even remotely sad, but when her ears drooped down that much, she was usually feeling guilty about something.
"Hmm... oh, I'm fine, just thinking is all-"
"Kendra, you don't need to feel guilty anymore... it's in the past babe, I've forgiven and forgotten... how about you just try to let it go, okay?" Nelson asked softly, Kendra sighing and motioning for Koslov to take over the meal preparations; earlier on, the bear had proven himself more than capable in the kitchen.
Kendra took to her personal chair at the table and placed her face into her paws briefly, "I can't forget that moment... like I told you in school years ago, I don't think I'll ever forget what I did so long as you bear these scars... and I know you think of them as me laying claim to you, but that doesn't change the truth of that moment when it happened... I'm sorry everyone if I'm emotional but-"
"Oh don't feel sorry about being who you are Kendra, I mean on good days I can get Nathan here to not bawl his eyes out when the kits got to bed for the night." Kelly explained, Nathan playfully rolling his eyes before kissing her cheek.
"I only bawl my eyes out, because I know that when those kits go to bed... we get to have fun trying for litter number two." Nathan explained, his wife blushing and giggling before she gently pushed him away.
"Nathan Andrew Clawsby, the kids are present! You want them to watch what happens between us after they go to bed?" Kelly asked, the two getting into a playful argument as Koslov cooked the fish, humming to himself a bit before he clapped his paws together.
"Dinner is ready, time to eat yes?" Koslov explained, the various mammals seating themselves around the table to be served their food.
(After the meal)
Everyone had a wonderful evening, and despite the fun times, Nathan and Kelly's kits were yawning and rubbing their eyes; those three were absolutely adorable when they were tired. "Mommy... I'm sweepy..." Connor said, Kelly smiling and lifting the small buck up into her arms.
"Okay, Nathan gather the other two kits, we have to get these guys to bed." Kelly said, Nathan sighing and offering a friendly smile to his boss.
"Thanks for the lovely evening... and Kendra, I just want to apologize for anything that I put you through after the appointment... goodness knows how my wife reacted when she woke up with an intense urge to-"
"It's okay Nate... and I really appreciate how thoughtful you are in wanting to... donate, towards my possible family, I'm sure Kelly just loved that discussion," Kendra replied, Nathan chuckling and shaking his head.
"Oh, you have no idea... but it was nice to be here, and hope you have a wonderful evening ma'am." Nathan said, as he carried his other two kits, one on his back and the other in his arms, out to his family's car, then drove off to their own home.
Kendra then heard the tapping of a metal can on from behind her, her ears flicking in the direction of the sound before she turned and smiled at the sight of a fox sized beer waiting for her, Nelson having cracked open one of his own for himself as he sat down and flicked through the TV channels. Kendra walked over and grabbed her drink, tipping it back to have a sip and finding it still sealed shut.
"Hey, you didn't open my beer for me?" Kendra asked, Nelson scoffing before settling on an episode of Swinefeld; neither he nor Kendra really liked the show, but it was better background noise than Koslov's snoring from the other room.
"Sweetheart, you have two paws and a heartbeat... I'm pretty sure you can handle opening your own beer." Nelson replied, laughing when he saw his wife stick her tongue out at him before she hopped up and snuggled herself into his neck.
"Meanie... wouldn't even open your wife's beer- how rude!" Kendra exclaimed, Nelson laughing around a mouthful of his drink before he swallowed with a gasp.
"What is this "Full Den" or something?" Nelson asked, Kendra shrugging her shoulders and then grinning to herself.
"I'm more partial to "Fuller Den" myself, but then that's on Pawflix... Nelson, do you ever think about the day I did... that to you?" Kendra asked, Nelson glancing to his wife and offering a gentle smile.
"I do... and you know what, I'm glad this happened... if you hadn't clawed my face, we may never be together... I'd still be bullying you, slowly hating myself for doing so, and you'd probably never have found a reason to love me." Nelson replied, before gently lifting his wife up to rest on his chest, grinning and placing both his and Kendra's drinks on the coffee table, "So... where were we in the shop earlier?" Nelson asked, Kendra smiling brightly before she leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
A little while later, Koslov had come out to get himself a drink, and found both Kendra and Nelson in a state of undress fast asleep on the couch, rolling his blue eyes and turning back to retrieve a blanket for them both; after all, it was a bit chilly tonight, and he figured they'd appreciate more warmth than just their love combined.
"Sweet dreams to the both of you," the bear whispered, before he returned to his room, and with it to his bed.
(With Greg (shortly after the end of Chapter 3) a few weeks ago)
"What am I doing here! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN PRISON!?" Greg shouted, attempting to stand up, only to be forced back down by a polar bear, not nearly as large as the one who attacked him yesterday, so that was something. The Arctic Shrew sighed and shook his head a moment.
"Gregory Dunesburry, you have some nerve, attempting to force one of MY Family into some unwanted binding of courtship-"
"What? Is this about Kendra? You don't understand... she loves me... she just doesn't know it yet, you know-"
"Did I say you could speak!?" the shrew shouted, in a voice that, despite his size, came across to Greg as somewhat frightening. The shrew then gestured to one of the polar bears and before the coyote could react, he was lifted completely off the floor, the red carpet under him being removed to reveal a trap door.
Now, Greg may have been crazy, but even he could recognize that trap door, and with that insight he realized just who he was speaking to, and also why that giant bear from the day before seemed so familiar. "Oh God! Mr. Big please, spare me... I promise-"
"You dare beg for mercy when you were more than willing to take something from a girl who didn't know you? Give me one good reason not to ice you... go on, plead your case!" Mr. Big shouted, the coyote's ears flattening back before he shivered and tucked his tail between his legs.
"Please sir, I'm not well... if you let me go, I promise I'll seek aid.. I'll turn a new leaf, start an orphanage, ANYTHING JUST PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" Greg begged, the arctic shrew raising a brow before shaking his head slightly.
"Greg, you know how many times I've heard that from scum like you?" Mr. Big asked, Greg's eyes now glazing over as he felt a pit of despair form in his chest, yelping as he watched the trap door being opened below him, the pit of icy water there causing his body to shiver just from the sight of it alone.
"No... nononononono, you CAN'T DO THIS!" Greg cried, the arctic shrew merely glaring at the canine before gesturing for the polar bear holding onto Greg to bring him closer.
"How many times have you heard that before... from the many victims of your rampage?" Mr. Big asked, smiling as he watched a brief moment of guilt cross the coyote's face, then the shrew turned to the polar bear holding the canine and nodded.
"ICE HIM!" Mr. Big shouted, Greg screaming as he was pulled back over the icy pool, lowered so he couldn't avoid it, and dropped inside. For a few minutes there was nothing, then the coyote burst past the surface of the water and yelped.
"HELP! I CAN'T STAY LIKE THIS FOR TOO LONG- PLEASE!" Greg pleaded, though gave that idea up when he saw the trap door being closed over his head, hearing the carpet being fixed back into place and knowing that this was his final moment, "Well, I had a good run I guess," Greg thought, even as he felt his limbs start going numb, his body prioritizing his core temperature over his arms and legs, which had the side effect of making it harder to stay above the surface.
Eventually, Greg just stopped struggling, and let himself sink below the frigid waters. He was numbly aware that he had not breathed in a while, but at the same time was just so cold he could care less. Slowly, darkness closed around him, until the last thing he saw was his destined mate smiling, arms open for him to approach.
"Kendra? You're here!" Greg shouted, briefly noticing that he appeared to be in some sort of meadow now, as he rushed towards Kendra with an overjoyed look on his face. But, before he was able to grab her, the doe changed, gaining a few more inches in height and a set of longer claws, her fur was riddled with various scars and her teeth became long and jagged, eyes growing predatory as the new Kendra growled and dropped to all fours. Greg stopped and tried to run, only to find himself face to face with a female rabbit, one of his other mates, and just as mutated as Kendra was. Quickly he found his surroundings filled with mutated monstrous versions of his past mates, all glaring and growling at him before the meadow itself shifted, the ground turning black and covered in ash, the sky became red like fire, and there was no longer any sun.
"Oh God..." Greg said to himself, before all the monsters around him jumped and started to tear into him.
And there we have it, Chapter 4 in your faces! Now for those wondering why I did a flashback scene regarding Greg's fate... I'll be honest, after writing Chapter 3, I felt guilty for putting Kendra through something like that... call me weird, but I feel what I had happen to Greg was a fitting end for him, but again, that's just me.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this light hearted chapter. And if anyone is wondering if hybrids in nature can actually reproduce, yes some of them can, more often than not, however is that they can only reproduce to one generation, the offspring of two hybrids are genetically sterile. Now I'm not 100% on that info, so if you feel like it, go ahead and google it to make sure. Anyway, I'm TimberWolf, Alpha of the pack, and I'll see you in the next update, PEACE! AAARRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
