Long Live Metallica! Pray to god the Big Four comes to North America
"How is Santa doing back there?" Wombo asked Whitefur looked back and saw Santa was in pretty bad shape.
"You need to hurry up Santa may not make it."
"I'm going as fast I can!"
"Give me a minute with him I've got some experience in field medicine and should be able to prolong his life." Tyronos said "Krystal come help me."
"Okay." She said and joined him in the back of the stationwagon to help Santa breath a little easier. Corneria was in sight and was coming closer ever so quickly.
"Alright guys he should be fi-" Wombo was interrupted when the stationwagon shook from a laser shot. "Who the fuck was that?"
"I can't let you do that Star Fox!" a familiar voice said to them.
"God damn it Wolf we don't have time for this." Tyronos shouted back
Wolf only responded with more shots "I will finally do something evil and will become the most dastardly mercenary ever! No one will ever stand in my way!"
"Uh.. We will." Whitefur commented
"You guys are fools! Your stationwagon is for pure flight there is no way that thing could ever stop me in a dogfight."
"Oh yeah?" Wombo questioned ready to prove the overconfident lupine wrong
"Yeah!" once again he hit the stationwagon
"It's game time Wolf.." Wombo did a U-Turn
"What the heck?"
"Yeah get ready to get your ass handed to you."
Wombo looked around trying to find Wolf but Wolf found him first. "Quit shooting the stationwagon faggot!"
"I will never! You will all die today!" Wolf kept on firing but was missing due to Wombo doing.. Barrel Rolls.. Fucking Peppy..
"I can't shake him!" he then thought of something "Everyone hold on!" everyone then braced for what Wombo was about to do. He stopped the stationwagon almost sending everyone out the windshield. Just as he had hoped Wolf passed him. Now it was Wombo's turn to enact revenge for ruining the stationwagon's beauty and possibly making a dent on the roof. You know how much of a pain in the ass to get fixed? He began gaining speed on the Wolfen and when he came into range he shot at him with the MGRs attached towards the front just above where the wheels were.
"How do you like that? Suck my fucking dick you son of a bi-"
"Wombo!" Whitefur yelled
"What?"
"Chill out on the swearing bro. Pace yourself."
"Fine!" Wombo kept firing at the Wolfen bringing it's shields down and eventually giving damage to the Wolfen itself.
"Hey! Truce! I don't need to die!" Wolf shouted praying for mercy.
"Fine! But if you come near us again with intentions to kill us you will so be dead." Wolf quickly left the scene whimpering and crying like a scared child. "Why does he even try? Its terrible."
"I don't know.. But let's hurry up Santa won't make it long without real medical attention. There isn't much we can do for him now." said Tyronos "He's growing colder hurry Wombo!"
"Fine! But if we get pulled over again I'm gonna be so pis-" then they heard sirens. Wombo looked at his rear-view mirror and saw the cops. "FUCK!"
"Please pull your stationwagon over or we will be forced to take unnecessary action."
"Where the fuck do we pull over? We're in space do they not know that?" Wombo asked
"Whatever just go to Corneria dude I'm guessing that's what they want you to do." Tyronos said
"Pull over now!"
Wombo pulled over in space and killed the engine fully stopped and waited for the police officer to come up to his window. He looked at his side-view mirror and this cop looked somewhat familiar the way he walked towards was very similar to.. Wait a minute.. How is he walking in space? This story gets dumber and dumber every single second. There was knock on his window. He looked to Tyronos who merely shrugged. He pulled down his window and amazingly they were all still fine.
"License and registration please." The cop ordered
"Yeah just gimme a sec.."
Wombo searched through his glove compartment and found his registration papers and handed them to the cop. "I need your license sir." he said as he looked through the registration. Wombo pulled out his SlipKnot wallet which had their signature 'S' on it and took out his license and handed it to the cop. He looked it over. "This doesn't look like you."
"I have Atkins disease." Wombo said
"Ah.. Me too.. Do you miss bread?"
"Not really.."
The cop leaned against the stationwagon "Is that pot I smell?"
"What? Who is lighting up in here?" He turned around and no one was smoking the marijuanna. "No one here is smoking pot sir."
"Weird.. I guess its just me. I smoked a like three bowls before I went to work.. Oh well. Alright you take it easy." He gave back the license and registration papers and patted the top of the stationwagon.
"Thanks officer take it easy."
"Oh wait before you go.." He pulled out a photo of a young child "Do you know who John Connor is?"
"Not again.." Everyone in the car except Fox and Santa started looking at each other and screamed at the top of their lungs. Wombo sped off with the cop still looking at them confused.
"Huh.. Fucking weirdos. Whatever no fur off my muzzle." he then returned to his car. He searched the back and found what he was looking for. "Hello have you missed me? I missed you." He then lit it up and smoked the contents and took it to the head. "Damn.. I am so high right now.. I have no idea what's going on."
"Why the fuck are there Terminator references? The only good one was the first one!" Whitefur yelled
"I don't know! But I swear to god I am not going to go through this shit ever again! I will bust a nut if there is another reference to the Terminator movies." Tyronos said
"Wait you mean there were other references to the Terminator series?" Krystal asked
"Yeah first we got pulled over and I kid you not same thing happened."
"Weird.."
They continued and entered the Cornerian atmosphere and continued their descent down towards the planet.
"Hey call the hospital tell them we're on our way and we've got Santa with us." Wombo said Tyronos then whipped out his phone and dialed in the number.
"It's ringing.."
"Good.."
BRING!
BRING!
"Hello Cornerian Hospital this is Janice how can I help you?"
"Yeah hello my name is Tyronos and we're going to be bringing in Santa. He's in critical condition we're going to need someone out there waiting for him."
"Ok this is bullshit!"
"What?" Tyronos was completely confused
"What are they saying?" Whitefur asked
"That it's bullshit." He then turned his attention to Janice "What do you mean? I'm completely serious. We have Santa and he is could die if not treated within the next hour."
"We've gotten fifty calls about Santa being ready to die."
"We've also got Fox McCloud here who is also in a critical state! Please believe us!"
"Fox McCloud and Santa huh? Together.. Let me guess you're also in a stationwagon with Machine Gun Rockets.."
"YES WE ARE! Please! We need to get these two in to medical care as quickly as possible!"
There was a moment of silence between the two "Fine.. We'll have two people waiting in wheelchairs. You have five minutes."
"Thank you.." but she already hung up the phone on him. "What a total bitch.."
"What do you mean?" Wombo asked
"She didn't believe me that we have Santa and Fox Motherfucking McCloud on board with us.."
"What? Why wouldn't she believe that?" Whitefur asked slightly outraged
"I have no clue!" Tyronos said throwing his hands up in the air "We've got like four minutes before they decide not to help us."
"We'll make it in time.." Wombo smiled a sinister smile that showed confidence and pride. "You guys know that I haven't showed you everything that this baby can do right?"
"There is more to this stationwagon then what we think?"
"Oh yeah.. Boosters.. On.." out of the back appeared rockets capable of producing speeds of over NINE THOUSAND! Miles per hour. "Everyone hold on to something preferably your lives." Wombo pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face. He then slammed on the accelerator pushing everyone back into their seats. Everyone's face started pulling back revealing their teeth due to the face that the g-force was so incredibly strong. The only one unaffected was Wombo who merely smiled. Buildings flashed by lights blurring together.
"Wombo how the fuck do you know where we're going?"
"Just call it.. I don't know.. I'm pretty sure we circled the planet five times already.. Make that six."
"WELL SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! WE WON'T MAKE IT TO THE HOSPITAL!"
"Here we are." Everyone then moved forward by the force of the stop. Thank god everyone had they their seatbelts on.. After recovering from the head splitting headache that everyone had from Wombo's driving. There was knock on the window Tyronos looked out and a brown squirrel was there with a wheelchair.
"Hey where is Santa?"
Tyronos shook his head trying to see straight. "He's in the back. Ow my head.."
"Alright where is Fox McCloud?"
"He's right there." Tyronos said pointing straight at him
"Alright thanks. Hey Tom get over here we're going to need a bigger wheelchair to haul Santa in."
Wombo opened the back revealing Santa who sounded like he was having trouble breathing and possibly staying conscious. "Alright on the count of three.. Seven.. Thirteen.. Twenty-Eight.. Three!" they pushed Santa into the wheelchair with little difficulty and got him safely inside. Whitefur carried Fox in over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and followed the doctors where they were taking Santa.
They went into the room number four hundred and nine. They set Santa down on one bed and hooked him up to various machines which told what state he was in and monitored his heart rate and what not. Whitefur set Fox down on the bed parallel to Santa's who was then taken care of just as well as Santa.
A nurse came up to them she was quite attractive "Please give us some time with them. Please wait outside we'll let you come in when we've done all that we can." They followed her request and went into the waiting room.
"Guys they'll be fine right?" Whitefur asked
"Yeah of course they will. It's Fox McCloud they wouldn't let him die here. The hero of the Lylat system. Plus Santa? The guy who spreads to joy to little kids all over the system? They'll be fine." Tyronos said trying to put Whitefur's mind to ease.
"I hope so.."
They waited for what seemed like hours hoping that they would pull through.. Krystal didn't pay much attention to the three vulpines but was still in listening range. She was thinking about what Fox said to her in his mind. She thought about a future with Fox.. And a future without him. She wanted to marry him.. She wanted to bear his children. But how would she tell him? She'd find a way.. Love always did finds it way. She just hoped it wouldn't stop with her and Fox. She soon fell asleep dreaming of her and Fox with a family. She smiled throughout the whole entire dream.
The same nurse who asked them to leave came out. They jumped to their feet hoping that whatever she was going to tell them was good"Well what's the news?"
"They are awake and would like to talk to you. Santa with you guys and would like to talk to her." She indicated Krystal who was still crashed on the chair.
"I'll wake her." Wombo said he went back to where Krystal was situated. "Come on Krystal Fox wants to talk to you." She stirred slowly waking up
"Hm?"
"Come on let's talk to Fox."
"Oh okay." She stretched and yawned then scratched her head.
They then followed the nurse to room 409 "Santa here are the young gentlemen you wanted to speak with."
"Thank you Samantha you may leave us be then."
She bowed and slipped past the three vulpines and blue vixen. "Come here boys I have something I wish to ask of you." They went to Santa's side while Krystal went to speak with Fox. "Guys as you know Christmas is in a few hours. The doctors tell me that I won't be able to fly and do my job before I recover and that if I try that there could possibly be no more Santa."
They gasped "Well what are you going to do about it? It just simply isn't Christmas without Santa!"
Santa raised his hand to silence them "That's why what I'm about to ask you is of the utmost importance. What would you young fellows say if I asked you to deliver the presents to the children of the Lylat?"
They stood there stunned "We.. Uh.." Whitefur stuttered
"We'd be honored to do this for you Santa!" Wombo exclaimed
"Good. Thank you boys so much! HO HO HO! I knew I could count on you guys." He paused then "I need you guys to go my place and check the list and grab the presents that you are supposed to give to the children. I owe you guys big time! Now hurry there isn't much time! Off with you!"
"Alright we'll hurry." Tyronos said
"Krystal do you want to go or do you want to stay with Fox?"
She poked her head out and said "I think I'll stay with these two keep an eye on them. You guys go now like Santa said there isn't much time!" She shooed them off and they left the hospital and headed for the North pole.
Hey guys one more chapter coming up hope you like it. I would finish it right here but I am extremely tired due to these meds I was prescribed because I just recently got my wisdom teeth pulled out. For those who are about to there teeth pulled it doesn't hurt until after. But even that pain is minor so don't let anyone spook you. Just do what the doctors tell you and you should be fine.
PEACE
-Womboman