Ok, really quick, I've had a request (kind of) for Kevin to stay human, so if you want, I'll go with majority rules, because I don't care. If you want him to stay one way or another, please say so. Thank you.

I've got a poll up on my profile, so if you would, please vote there.

We flew the whole Great Fox to the planet, and we were currently flying down to the surface. The whole team was in the control room looking out the front window. The surface of the planet was mostly forest, and looked almost like earth, other than the mile high trees and the fact the trunks were blue, not brown.

During our decent, I saw a couple of animals, possibly the intelligent species, but I'm guessing since they aren't Anthro that they are just animals. We flew for a couple of minutes, trying to find a town I guess. It was pretty boring.

I watched a small dragon-like flying animal zip past the window. It had two sets of wings, one closer to the front, and one farther back. Each pair flapped at different times, it's little spindly arms tucked close to its body while the more muscular legs extended straight out, a thin membrane stretched across them.

As I turned my head back from watching this creature, I saw little puffs of smoke in the distance. That was where we seemed to be headed.

The control room had been silent before. Not an awkward silence, but a kind of mutual nobody-wants-to-talk kind of quiet. But Fox broke that.

"Alright everyone. We are going to land in a few centums, so everyone get ready. We may end up being here a few days."

Alright. That wasn't expected. Not that I was bothered by being on another planet. In fact, I enjoyed being here. There was a thrill of knowing I was on a planet containing life that not even the smartest of my race knew about.

As we got closer, I felt something in my gut. It was that feeling you get when you know you're forgetting something, but can't figure out exactly what it is. I started patting my pockets, trying to feel anything that may be amiss, but nothing... Wait. My necklace crystal is gone.

I felt the panic well up in my chest for a moment then forced it down. It couldn't be anywhere other than where I had been on this ship. Let's see...

Got it. When I was hurling, I had taken off my necklace and thrown it somewhere. I walked out of the control room, but as soon as I rounded the first corner, I took off running. I needed that necklace.

I sprinted down the hallways to my room and threw my door open, gasping for breath. I basically fell into my room and started searching. I looked across my room and the panic started welling up again. It wasn't there. I took another moment to search, but still didn't find anything.

I was panicking now. I was breathing hard and scrambling across my room haphazardly, always avoiding the dry puke stain though. I even flipped my mattress, but to no avail. Soon I was around the room like a tornado, tearing down towers of boxes, shifting through everything to try to find my necklace. I was just about ready to cry. Without that necklace, I was nothing.

I flipped my mattress, and threw around boxes.

No, not there, or there... Or there, or there or there. Come on. No, no no NoNoNo NO NO NO NO! CRAP! It's not ANYWHERE!

I punched down on one of the boxes, my fist going right through it.

I cursed my luck.

I slumped down on my mattress, all my anger gone. Now all I felt was sadness and a serious amount of nervousness. I no longer had my crystal. I was no longer of any use to the team. What if they took me back to Earth? What if I wasn't allowed to stay any more?

I wasn't expecting the knock at my door. It broke me out of my self pity and set me back to thinking streight. I was going anyways. Hopefully I could get somebody to teach me how to fight before my first actual fight. Then I wouldn't seem like I sucked so bad.

I lost myself to a make believe fight in my head, imagining how epic I would look.

"Hey, you in there?" It was Falco.

I had completely forgotten somebody was at my door. "Oh. Yup, I'm here!" I called out to him.

"Alright then hotshot, get out here, were about to land."

I hardened myself to my feelings and forced myself to get out there. Falco was leaning against the wall opposite my door, staring off into space with a bored expression. I looked at him, trying to look as calm as possible.

"Alight, let's go."

The longer I was away from the crystal, the better it seemed. I didn't need it. I mean, we were only going to get supplies right? Why would I need it for that?

I was walking between Fox and Falco towards the large city-like village in the forest. They had been giving me the low down about the planet in general as we walked across the hanger and onto the dirt road.

This was a basic planet, still following it's age old customs of tribal settings and houses and stuff, but has the high tech stuff that benefits the communities with little things that could create big problems, like medicine, or interplanetary trade, were updated.

They had imported stuff that worked effectively, and they had the hangers for the outerworld ships to land in, but stuck with their traditional almost everything else.

I was trying to take it all in when we passed the first group of children.

They were a group of little little kids, say, five to six years old at max. And of course, they were Anthro. This particular group of kids was made up of all kinds of animals, rabbits, a squirrel, a fox, and some birds, things like that.

When they saw us passing, they ran up, laughing, and grabbed Fox's, Krystal's, Slippy's and Falco's hands. For the next minute or two they walked with us, babbling happily in some native dialect I couldn't understand. A few of the kids were running around us, playing what looked like tag, weaving in and out of our group.

More children were joining us as we walked, I watched them smiling. It made me happy to see that even children of other planets were as innocent and— well, childish— as they were back home. I looked at a little girl bunny and smiled, trying to be friendly, and maybe make a good impression on them.

The little girl tilted her head down and let her ears cover her face. She peeked through the slit her ears made and flashed a smile back at me, then scampered off to another group of bunnies on the edge of our small sea of kids.

I frowned slightly, noticing for the first time that there were no children actually near me. They were holding hands with the rest of the group, but they all gave me a wide berth, and anytime one got near, they would look at me shyly and dart off in the other direction.

I moved over to talk to Fox.

"Hey, why are they avoiding me? Do you know?"

Fox glanced around, seeing that what I was saying was true. Even the kid holding his hand from my side had run off somewhere to get away.

"I dunno, Maybe—"

"They think you look funny. No one has seen anything like you before. They're just shy." Krystal interrupted, looking just as happy as I had been a minute ago.

I frowned. There was nothing to be afraid of from me. I wasn't gunna hurt anybody. Why didn't they want to come close?

I walked in silence for a few minutes, pondering deep thoughts of nothing, walking alone, when a ball hit my foot. I looked up, and saw that one of the little kids had overshot the ball, and now it was at my feet. Being scared of me, the kids had no idea what to do. I picked it up, motioning for one of them to come get it.

A small cat, I'd say six or seven, cautiously walked to me to get it, his ears streight up in caution. He finally got close enough to get the ball, and looked up at me expectantly. I smiled at him again, and gave him the ball, I rubbed his head like I would a cat at home. He looked back up at me with a smile, then ran off to join his friends.

I felt kind of sad that he left, and I was alone again, but then I realized I wasn't. The little bunny from earlier had come back and was looking up at me again shyly. I reached my hand out to her and she took it, walking beside me beaming. After a few minutes more of walking, though, some of the kids had gotten tired and gone home, and others were dragging behind, including the little bunny on my hand.

Sensing her fatigue, I let go of her handgrabbed her, and put her on my shoulders. She squeaked when I first grabbed and picked her up, and she was stiff up on my shoulders for a second, but once she got used to it, she relaxed and started laughing, pointing around with one hand while the other had a handful my hair, her ears bouncing in time with my step.

The team looked at me funny. I looked back at them the same.

"What? You never heard of a piggy-back ride?" Fox laughed, grabbing one of the kids beside him and put them on his shoulders too. The kid looked scared for a second, then started laughing just like the bunny on my shoulders. Then I realized something.

"Wait, you all really HAVENT heard of a piggy-back ride?"

Fox looked at me with a small grin, "Nope!"

I laughed at how ecstatic the kids on our shoulders were, pointing and laughing at things, and waving to their friends waaaaay down on the ground.

Again, we were walking. Another few minutes passed, this time kids were running close to me and holding my hand too. I was the happiest I had been in a long time.

But it wasn't to last. As soon as we got close to the city, which we had been approaching all these minutes, there were more and more adults that saw us from their houses surrounding the city. Of course, it only took a few seconds for one of them to recognize the Star Fox team.

"It's Star Fox!" I heard them yell.

Fox's smile disappeared, and I heard him mumble, "Crap."

He put down the kid and turned to look at me, saying grimly, "I forgot to tell you to look out for the reporters and fans. It gets crazy around cities."

Of course, me being me, I was nervous. I was not used to being looked at by large crowds, even if just because I was traveling with someone famous. I was really hoping that these reporters weren't like the paparazzi back on earth. That would suck.

By now i had put down the bunny on my shoulders, and they had all run off because all the adults were swarming us now, asking us questions, trying to shake the teams hands, mine included for some reason, or just to touch them, mainly Fox.

"Hey," I asked Fox, "Are these reporters for some kind of newspaper or are they going to be like an intergalactic television thing?"

He leaned his head towards me and shouted over the roar of adults talking, "They're for the TV, and they're going to follow us anywhere just to get a couple of pictures."

Crap. They were paparazzi.

I cringed at the thought, knowing I had never been good with crowds, let alone crowds looking in my general direction. Thats when I started seeing what I guessed looked like cameras.

The reporters soon crowded us, shoving the rest of the civilians out of the way to get a good shot. They were shouting all kinds of questions, even crap like what their favorite colors were. I was, of course, cringing behind Fox, who had his jaw set and was marching through, not answering a single question. Falco, on the other hand, was loving it. He was answering any question he could, even walking slowly so he could answer more.

Krystal grabbed Falco by the arm and marched him right after me and Fox. We were in town now, kind of a Tree-Top village, with bridges and ladders everywhere, as well as houses carved into the trees. We were walking down the main dirt road (on the ground of course) toward the biggest damn tree I'd ever seen. It was like the size of the one in that one movie, Avatar.

I walked in the lichen curtain at the entrance, following Fox. I was blinded by light. We had been traveling under the forest canopy, but this tree was hollow, and had no leaves to block the light. I could see the shape of Fox in front of me, so I followed his silhouette through my blind moment, and as soon as my eyes adjusted, my jaw dropped.

It was the biggest mall in the history of malls.

It traveled upwards in a constant spiral, the middle a big tube, different shops carved into the walls along the upward slope. There were all kinds of normal things in it, like clothes, towels, and different household products; and then there was all the stuff I had no idea what it even did. I even saw some kids playing with little hover crafts, and some kind of laser tag game. I didn't even realize I had stopped until all the reporters started jostling me forward, then I jogged to get back up with the guys.

I caught up with Fox and just enjoyed looking at all the wonders around me for a few minutes.

Then I realized we were still going up.

"Hey Fox," I asked hesitantly, "Where exactly are we going again?"

He glanced up at me and then glanced forward again, and muttered through the side of his mouth, "To get supplies."

'OK,' I thought, 'He's either pissed at me for something, or he's as nervous as I am around reporters.'

Judging by his stiff tail, jerky motions, and darting eyes, it was the latter.

I shrugged and kept walking beside him, admiring the different shops and losing myself in the dull roar of conversations swirling in the air around me.

We went through another few loops around the ramp before we stopped before one of the biggest food store I'd ever seen in my life. It was the size of a regular supermarket, but it was pure food. There were no other items. I looked at Fox to see if this was our stop. He glanced back, nodded, and walked right in.

That was the biggest shopping spree I'd ever been on. We had grabbed everything we could possibly need for months, including what looked just like flower, but was a curious shade of red and was slightly sweeter (yes I tasted some), salt of some kind, called something else of course, and candy out of the wazoo.

The three hours we were in there shopping had left me exhausted. I was barely able to stay awake, and my feet were pinched in my shoes.

We made our way back to the ship with a line of people (hired of course) pushing our big carts full of food behind us, following.

Long story short, we walked all the way back to the ship.

"Damn too long again" Falco groaned as soon as we got the last cart of food into the Great Fox.

"We need a list so we don't have to go in and sit there DECIDING what we want. We need to be able to go in, get our crap, and get out." he flopped down onto a hammock that was set up against a wall.

I must say, I agreed with Falco for once.

Fox dropped the box he was carrying and leaned back, his back popping, and groaned.

"Alright, I don't know about you all, but I need some sanity after all that."

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"I'm going to a Grubsta, weather any of you all come or not." and with that he turned and walked back out the door.

Falco, who was reclining on a hammock, put his wing in the air.

"I'm in." and followed.

Krystal shook her head and went further into the ship.

I was still curious as to where we were going, so Hell with it, "Imma coming." I called, jogging after Fox.

Done, again, tell if you want Kevin human or not in the Poll on my profile. Also if you could, please give me some ideas, and I'm hoping to put some kind of fight in the next chapter, so if you no gusta, tell. Also, I've got a twist I hope to put into the story, but again, I need some type of enemy speicies or group to fight, so if you have ideas, tell. I'm done.