Assuming both the Star Falco, and Kursed endings both happened.

Chapter 1: A Day on Kew

Kursed walked through a marketplace. She was just looking for groceries. She hadn't realized what was heading her way.

"… Mmmm… Nope. Haven't seen her. Sorry sir," a rather warty toad said. He turned away from Fox McCloud.

"Okay, thanks for your time any way!" He called after him. He looked around. Who to try next?

Kursed hid behind a store selling fruit listening to what her former team mate was saying.

"What's she like?" asked the ion, tilting his head.

"She's kind, sweet, caring, but also tough, and a fighter when it comes down to it. Sound familiar?"

"…No. Sorry," the lion shrugged.

Kursed couldn't believe what she was witnessing. It was her picture… and after what she'd done, Fox still described her like that?

She tried to sneak away to the store on the other side. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Excuse me miss," She heard that voice that played through her head so often say. She turned around. And their eyes met…

"I don't think we've met but, have you seen this girl?" he asked her.

Kursed looked at the picture of herself so many years ago.

"No," she told him.

"Damn. I heard that a blue fox matching Krystals description was seen here, but I guess it was just you."

"…Yeah. Just. Me."

"Man I'm tired," Fox said, more to himself than anyone else. He looked around. "Ah Ha!"

He walked over to a pole that only a blind person could ever miss. There he left a large poster of Krystal that read, "Missing: Name, Krystal. Reward for information: 1500 credits. Reward for exact whereabouts: 20, 000 credits." The rest just explained her characteristics, height, weight, etc.

"Umm… That's quite a reward," Kursed noticed.

"Yeah…" Fox said. There was an optimistic grin on his face.

"Won't that… make you… bankrupt or something?"

"Don't care. Just as long as I find her. I leave these everywhere I go… right before I move on."

"Move… on? You're… You're going?"

"I've been here a month now, and she's not here. I plan to hit all the major cities on this planet. I'm only here because someone got you mixed up with Krystal."

Her ear twitched slightly. The witness must have seen her before her appearance changed so… greatly.

"Good luck with that," she told him.

"Thanks… Sorry what was your name?"

"… Kursed," she told him. "Just Kursed."

"Cruel parents," he stated, completely missing the emphasis on the K.

Kursed watched painfully as an Arwing flew away to larger city somewhere. She wanted him to recognize her. But if he really couldn't even be bothered to do that…

"Well I gotta say Katt. When you said "Let's take the job," I had my doubts," Falco said in a voice so full of joy that he had to be furious. "Well, then we went through an asteroid field, suffered heavy damage to the Great Falcon's fuel tank, and gave Dash serious whiplash. And the repairs are costing about 90% of how much we actually earned from the job, because we forgot to mention, 'plus expenses'. So… Was it worth it? Eh? Was it worth 5555.56 credits Katt? Eh?"

"As I recall, you're the one who was supposed to be leading us through it, and couldn't figure out which way was up on the radar!"

Dash simply rubbed his neck and made a slight hissing sound. He wasn't worried. These two ALWAYS argued, but they never meant it. Besides, they had plenty of money. Thanks to him. He knew enough to start a back up account. And the missions they flew? BIG money.

"Hey when you're done, I'll be at that restaurant over there," He said, pointing across from the mechanics shop.

Falco shoved a few credits into his hand.

"Grab me a sub-pork sandwich," he told him.

Katt shoved some money in his hand as well.

"I'll have a sub-TURKEY sandwich," Katt said.

"What! I told you, as a leader, I don't care if it IS a sub species no one's allowed to eat bird!" He yelled waving his arms.

"Well you're more than welcome to order sub-cat!"

"You can't eat cat!" He yelled at her.

Dash was already walking through the door.

"What'll ya have, short stuff?" the clerk asked.

"Sub-Chicken sandwich with lettuce cheese and tomatoes. To go."

"Anything else?"

"No."

5 minutes later, Dash walked into the candy store, where his non-chalantly spent the money his friends gave him on a bag, and put it in his back pack. By the time he returned… they were going as strong as ever.

"Well your hat looks stupid!" Falco cried.

"Well your just plain stupid!" Katt retorted.

Then they noticed Dash.

"Where're our sandwiches?" Falco asked. Dash just shrugged, pulled out the bag of candy, and walked onto the Great Falcon, headed for his room. The odd couple stared. They then looked at each other, and sprinted after him.

"What'd you do with our money, you little punk?!" Falco cried pounding on his door.

Katt was trying to unlock it with the ships computer.

Dash just read his book, munching on a chocolate mint.

"Every freakin' month," He said, rolling his eyes. Suddenly the door opened, showing an angry Falco Lombardi.

"Huh… That's new," he said. Falco was about to tackle him, when a transmission came in.

Well there's that. What'd ya think? I used the whole, sub-thing as a way of separating the creatures of the Lylat System, with what we might call animals. So basically, sub-pork, is just a normal pig. Let's them eat meat without it seeming to weird.