Chapter 13: Shattering's

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

Krystal had led me outside of the mansion and to a store shop quite near her…our home/palace. She was holding my hand that was closer to her, and I had already made the mistake of trying to get it free from her grasp. We were in public at the time, and instead of a swift stomp to my foot, I had received a jab to my ribs from her elbow, and she had managed to make it unnoticeable. Least to say, all the surrounding Cerinians were surprised as they saw us holding hands, but a few more were downright disturbed or disgusted by the sight; noticeable from the way they had looked between Krystal and I.

Grabbing the door handle, I pulled it open, and Krystal walked in as she smiled at me, but that didn't mean she released my hand. I sighed as I followed her in, and I saw we were in what appeared to be a fancy restaurant of some kind, but it wasn't as filled as I would've expected a restaurant of its decorations and style. Nice place, but where is everyone? It is practically deserted save for a few families…

It was true, only a few tables had families in them. Krystal looked back at me with a smile and said, "This may be a restaurant, but by nighttime it is a club and bar."

Ohh… Looking over at the counter, I now recognized the telltale of closed alcohol cabinets, and I could only imagine the alcohol in the cabinets. "Hey, uh… how old do you need to be to drink on Cerinia?"

We walked over to a booth near a window, and as we sat down, Krystal said, "There isn't really an age requirement, more so it is how the parents think. But none of the parents on all of Cerinia have ever let a child below fourteen drink." Setting my hands and arms on the table, I leaned forward onto my arms as I smiled.

Krystal must've been trying to read my mind, because her face flushed into utter confusion until I asked, "Have you ever drunken before?"

The expression she now wore was absolutely priceless, but also one of curiosity. She was smiling as it appeared she was only smirking, but her ears were laid down backwards as her eyes shifted between my own and the table. Reaching over, I grabbed her hand as she finally sighed, and nodded her head slowly. You know what, I now want to try some Cerinian alcohol… it may not be permitted where I'm from, but firstly, I'm not there currently. And secondly, I want to try the difference between what Cerinians and humans try…

"So what do you say…?" I asked as Krystal giggled lightly as she looked at me. her smile turned into one of a grin as she looked over, and I followed her gaze and saw a waitress walking over. Hey… I know that squirrel. I think I ran into her when I first started exploring Iris… when a bulldog began chasing me…

"Hello, may I take your order?" The squirrel waitress asked.

I thought I was the only one you ran into… "Um, yes. Can we have two specials, and also, another two fire throats?" Krystal said, and I looked over at her in bewilderment.

"Alright, your order will be out in five minutes. I will be right back with your drinks." The waitress said as she wrote something down on a notepad. She walked away swiftly, and I asked, "Fire throats?"

Krystal looked back at me with a smile as she said, "Those are the drinks… I think I got the mild ones…"

Ah… that doesn't sound very reassuring… leaning back, I looked up at the ceiling, and looked up at the source of the indoor air conditioner, and smiled. "Now that… that is just neat…" Krystal looked up, and we were both looking at a fan. But to me, it wasn't just any fan, it was like two fans in one, the only difference between it and the fans I was used to, this one was hovering in midair while also providing cool air. The two rotors on the fan rotated in opposite directions, but they were doing so in a fashion where it remained in one spot in the air. Krystal looked back down at me and giggled as she leaned over the table and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

Blushing, I looked back down, and from the corner of my eye, I could see the parents of a family watching us. Ignoring them, I looked at Krystal and said, "Where I'm from, our fans are connected to the ceiling… not to mention they either don't work, or are too effective." Thinking of the fans I was used to, Krystal nodded as she in turn projected an image back at me. I felt my face heat up even more as I turned away, so I was really that interested in the fan?

Krystal nodded while my cheeks slowly began to lose the redness in them, but I still felt the heat radiating from my face. Giving off a huff of air made me feel slightly better, and the more I thought about myself staring at the fan, the more it actually did seem humorous. Letting out a silent chuckle, I returned my gaze to Krystal. Maybe it was time for me to change the tables, and let Krystal be the embarrassed fox…

Beautiful blue fur, petite white muzzle, and who could forget those sterling light green eyes, not to mention amazing figure as well. You must get quite the admirers with your looks; I guess it won't be too hard to make Cerinian guys' jealous when I'm dating the most beautiful vixen on the entire planet. I grinned as I looked at Krystal, watching her the entire time as her features began to change before my very gaze. She at first smiled warmly, and then she began to blush lightly through her fur; but that still wasn't enough for what she had been subjecting me to for the past few days.

Now that I actually think about it, your kisses are quite sweet as well as your hugs. Do I even need to mention more than that? She continued to smile as she looked away slightly, but I had one more idea that may seal the deal with my revengeful blushing tactics. Oh and Krystal, your personality is the perfect highlight about you, it is probably the best in the entire universe, and that is what I love about you.

After I finished, she ducked her head lower as she giggled and smiled widely, and her eyes temporarily shifted back over to my own as her blush clearly showed through her white fur. This is perfect… but you are even more so… taking a quick mental picture, I focused on that image so Krystal could see her face. The redness in her cheeks deepened miraculously even more, and I full out smiled from her reaction. Mission to make Krystal blush, has been accomplished…

Sitting straighter in her seat, she smiled as a light flickered through her eyes, and she looked me in my eyes directly and unwavering as she opened her muzzle, and whispered loud enough for me to hear, "I will just get you back later."

I chuckled as she said that, and I held her gaze as I said, "You have done everything that would make me blush so far, so I'm happy to say, that is very unlikely." I crossed my arms as she let her smile fall slightly, and I saw her concentrate momentarily. Then how about this? The next thought I had just received, made me pale drastically as my smile immediately vanished. "You wouldn't…"

She nodded as she said, "It is going to eventually happen, you might as well, as you say, 'suck it up', and just deal with it…"

"You won't make me do that… I know you won't…" I stuttered out as I shivered violently.

Krystal's only response was she giggled lightly and continued to smiled at me as she put on a sweet smile, and innocently said, "It wasn't going to happen for another week… but I can just change that for tonight. It won't hurt, trust me…"

The squirrel returned from earlier, and as she set the food and drinks on the table, she asked, "Is there anything else I can get for you two?"

Laughing nervously, and lightly, I said, "I'm going to need a refill on my Fire Throat…"

"Yours is still… full…" In the small time it had taken her to say those four words, I had picked up, and chugged the Cerinian alcohol, and I was left with watery eyes as the liquid burned down my throat. I can't believe you're going to make me…

(Tyler's P.O.V.)

As we walked down the street towards the Governors home, Samantha was still holding my hand as she said, "I met Krystal at this restaurant one night while I was off duty. The restaurant features as a club, bar, and a restaurant during the daytime hours. I can assure you that you will love the food they serve, and they also have these drinks that are like fire in a glass, but they won't kill you, not as much as they send your mouth on a thrill ride. Fire Throat was their name if I'm not mistaken, and they are also one of the hotter, yet better, of any Cerinian drink I have ever tried…"

Woo… I forgot how much a girl can talk if they like you… Fire Throat, huh? Sounds like a drink that can burn something bad if you drink it. Ha, I should get one to go and give it to Wolf; tell him its apple juice or something like that. It would be a nice little payback for this unwanted date he assigned for me. I should've been working on paperwork by now, but instead I'm trying to enjoy a date with Samantha. Not that I mind or anything, but I could be spending what time I have on Cerinia much more productively than I am now.

Samantha stopped walking as she looked back at me with a smile, and she I saw we were standing in front of a door. "So this is the place with the fabled Fire Throat, huh?" I asked as I looked through the glass. Seems pretty empty…

Samantha nodded, so I let go of her hand as I opened the door, and she walked in, with me following her closely behind. When we stepped inside the restaurant, I noticed a few things; the fans in the restaurant were hovering above the tables, there were a few families here and there, and I saw the back of a blue furry head.

Moving further in, I quickly grabbed Samantha's hand, and when I looked over, I saw her tail moving frantically as she smiled warmly at me. Looking back the other way, I led her towards where I had a strong suspicion Krystal, and Wolf were. As we approached, I noticed a squirrel dropping off a clear tall glass of red liquid, but the way it seemed to move in the glass, I suspected it was liquor instead.

Voila, it is Krystal and Wolf…

Krystal turned her head, and saw us there, and she seemed pleasantly surprised. Until I saw Wolf, I thought everything was alright, yet he was crying as he lightly rubbed his throat. I let go of Samantha's hand, and quickly jogged over to Wolf and crouched down and asked worriedly, "Wolf, what happened!?" Oh sheesh, now I'm sounding like an older brother…

He pointed a finger towards Krystal as he quietly said, "She… She's going to make… make me…" He coughed lightly and swallowed. "Sorry, that Fire Throat drink was just extremely hot… but Krystal; she's going to make me do something I don't want…"

I chuckled as I patted his shoulder, and said, "That's what being in a relationship is all about bud…"

"Just if you had telepathy…" Wolf said, and he shivered as he looked back at Krystal, who had an innocent smirk across her muzzle. Do I even want to know… Krystal looked at me, and gave me a quick wink before she returned her gaze to Wolf…