Fox: "Is he ok?" *nudges narrator*
Wolf: "I'm not sure, but I hope he forgets about this story, have you read the script?"
Fox: "Not really no, what happens?"
Wolf: "Well..." *Tells Fox the story.*
Fox: "Ha ha, that's going to be you?"
Wolf: "Shut up! *Kicks narrator* You stupid piece of garbage, why are you going to make me like that?"
Fox: "Oh Wolf, come on don't beat him, I want to see that side of you."
Wolf: "THAT IS NOT ME!"
Fox: "Suuuuuure."
Fox slowly opened his eyes, focusing on the light spreaded across his room. He tried to release the stiffness in his bones, but found his arms and legs were bound to the bed.
"Oh, look the puppy is awake." a deep, gruff voice said.
"Wolf?" Fox turned his head, he was laying face-down after all, to look at the speaker of the voice. He then realized Wolf wasn't wearing any clothes. "Why are you not wearing any clothes?"
Wolf chuckled, "I'd take a long hard look in the mirror."
Fox stared at the reflection in the glass. It sat upright, perfectly fitting his dresser. "What the hell, Wolf!" Fox exclaimed. He was in his birthday suit as well.
"I wonder if you can handle this next part." Wolf thought out-loud. He positioned himself on top of Fox.
"Wolf, please let me go." Fox panicked, struggling against the restraints, completely in vain.
"Hush, little puppy." Wolf grabbed a ball-gag, and roughly attached it to Fox. "You'll be fine, I'm in control." Fox whimpered and whined, trying everything to free himself. "I'm gonna hurt you real good, pup." Wolf positioned his cock at the entrance of Fox's tailhole. Then, he quickly, and roughly, arched his back.
Fox jolted upright, panting heavily. 'What the hell was that?' Fox thought, but before he could think any further, he felt a certain wetness down below. "Shit!" Fox said a bit too loud. He couldn't believe it was one of 'those' dreams. He opened his door and quietly walked downstairs to see if he woke Wolf. He found a softly sleeping lupine, using one of the pillows to cuddle with. 'Poor Wolf, he must be so lonely,' Fox thought, he felt water begin to fill his eyes. He walked back upstairs, walking to his bedroom for an extra set of clothes. He went to the bathroom and did the same thing as he does everyday. Instead of making breakfast just for himself, he also made a rather large one for Wolf, a meal fit for a king. After breakfast, Fox grabbed his uniform and made his way back to work.
Wolf woke to a fantastic aroma that filled his nostrils. He yawned and stretched, releasing some tension, as he felt the welcoming coldness of a hardwood floor. He averted his eyes to the rooms and the furniture around him. There was an archway to his right that led to the kitchen. The living room had a flat screen television with the couch placed in front of it, being in the middle of the room. To his left was a guest bathroom and the laundry room beside it. Finally, there was a staircase in the back of the living room, which led to two rooms. The master bedroom to the left, and the main bathroom to the right. Wolf made his way back to the kitchen. On the counter, in the middle of the room, was a note and a plate complete with: eggs, sausage, biscuits and gravy, toast, and bacon. Wolf silently thanked Fox for the meal. After he finished eating, he picked up the piece of paper beside him, it read:
Good morning, Wolf! I hope you had a wonderful night. I saw how you slept, and well I want us to go pick some stuff out for you. I was also wondering if you wanted to do anything tomorrow. We can discuss that when I get home around five. I took my car, so I'll be home faster, you better still be there when I get home. Have a fantastic day!
Wolf read the note, wondering why Fox was doing all of this. He decided when Fox got home, he would have a special something for him. Planting his feet on the tiled floor, he ran the hot water to clean the dishes. Fox had no dishwasher, so he had to do them by hand.
Today was a smooth and easy day for Fox. Furs wanted to eat at home, having pizza, it was Friday after all. Fox made his way back to his car. It wasn't one of those fancy flying cars everyone had. There was less traffic on the ground and everything still worked. Fox put the pedal to the floor, the speed limits are higher because there was less traffic. He wanted to get home as fast as possible, to give Wolf all the time he needs. Fox had no clue why he felt this way. Pity, he felt pity for him, it was the only logical explanation.
Fox drove up the dirt path, opening his garage with one of many commands in his car. He turned off the ignition, hearing the soft patting of his feet as he walked to the door.
"Hey Wolf, I'm home!" Fox yelled, opening the door. What he saw stopped him in his track. The house had no dirt, dust, or dirty clothes anywhere. It was so clean Fox thought he was in the wrong house until:
"Oh, hey, Fox!" Wolf came walking downstairs. "I hope you don't mind, but I spruced up the place a little bit."
"A little bit?" Fox said. "I wonder what your "a lot" is."
"Heh, I did go a bit overboard didn't I?" Wolf chuckled." Well, uh, you said you wanted to take me somewhere and wanted to discuss plans for tomorrow?"
"Oh, uh, right," Fox was still surprised he had never seen anything so clean. "G-get in the car, we can discuss plans there."
"So, where are we going?" Wolf asked, getting on the passenger side.
"To the mall, we're going to pick out some clothes for you," Fox stated, starting the car. "We're also going to get a new communicator for you."
"What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Well, don't you need the credits?"
"Wolf, today was payday, and I have credits saved, Fox told Wolf. "Plus, you need this stuff, just look at you."
Wolf looked at the many holes in his clothes. "I think I look hot," Wolf said, flexing his muscles.
'Yeah, with those muscles being shown' Fox thought. "That may be true, but you still need clothes."
"Alright then." Wolf said. "So what are we going to do tomorrow?"
"I was thinking about going to the movies and walk around the park, sound good?"
"Sounds just fine to me."
Fox drove, the only sound being the gentle humming of the engine. Then, a question popped into Fox's head."What all did you do back at the house?"
"I just cleaned everything, cleaned the dishes, did the laundry, organized a few things, dusted, swept, mopped, and made the bed."
"Wow, you did all of that in eight hours?"
"Yep, didn't stop for a single break."
"Wow, Wolf, you must be exhausted."
"Not really, being the wolf I am, you don't tire as easy, you know running all the time."
"Oh, well we're here."
Lucky for them, there was a spot in front, A glowing sign spelled out: "Fox's Lot".
"Is everything named after you?" Wolf asked, noticing just how many things were named after the vulpine. Car shops, malls, restaurants, basically everything had at least one building each named after him.
"I suppose," Fox started. "I told everyone I didn't want to be bothered, so they started naming stuff after me." Fox locked the car, as the duo felt the gentle wind flow through their fur. "I guess that's their way of honoring me."
"Oh, I guess that's why you aren't getting swarmed."
Fox and Wolf made their way to the entrance to the mall. The doors slide open and a large area filled with items furs can buy was reveled.
"Well, go pick out some outfits, I'll go get your communicator," Fox started toward the electronics. "Oh, I'll meet you at the changing rooms."
"Alright, see you there," Wolf walked toward the clothes department. He kept his head down, hoping no one would notice him. His only camouflage being dirt he rubbed in his face a long time ago. It's been there so long it's mostly a part of him now. Overcrowded places also made him uncomfortable, even if he didn't have any charges he would still have his head down. He was worried that if Fox noticed him, someone else could.
After finding five outfits, one for each of the weekdays. He made his way back to the changing room. Fox was there, just as he said he would be.
"You can pick out more than that," Fox saw him holding only five outfits, then he noticed something else. "Why do you only have black muscle shirts and blue jean?"
Wolf shrugged, "Only thing I really like, and I'm used to them, five outfits is good enough for me, and I know they fit me so let's go." Wolf said, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Packed places like this bother me, and I'm still a wanted criminal."
"Wait, hold up, your charges haven't been dropped?" Fox said, surprised that Wolf even dared come to the mall without telling him he was still wanted.
"Not even close, it actually rose after the Invasion, imagine that."
"Wonder why no one has turned you in."
"You seriously didn't recognize my face?"
"I did, but I thought that was aging, or some other thing."
"No, Fox, this is dirt that I used to hide myself."
"Okay, wow, you're taking a shower when we get home." Fox grabbed Wolf's clothes and led them to the check-out station.
"But it's the only thing that keeps me from being found."
"I'll take care of that tomorrow."
"Yeah, good luck with that." Wolf didn't think anything could be done.
The two canines once again felt that gentle breeze as they made their way back to the car. Getting in, Fox and Wolf heard the purring of the engine. They buckled up and made their way back home.
Driving up that all-familiar path, Fox parked where he usually does, as close as possible to the door. They walked up the stone steps, which was connected to a porch.
Fox turned the door knob and pulled, "Ladies first."
Wolf chuckled, "Chivalry's not dead after all, such a gentleman."
Getting inside, Fox told Wolf: "You can use my shower, it's better, and it has everything all set."
"Ok, thanks."
"No problem, while you do that I'll activate your brand new communicator," Fox said that last part in a game-host voice.
"Has anyone told you that you're an idiot?"
"Nah, I'm just childish."
"I'm pretty sure that you're both and a bit..." Wolf circled his ear, the signal for "crazy." "...you know."
Fox chuckled, "Yeah, yeah, now go take a shower you fleabag, I'll probably have to torch this couch."
"You might need to dump it in a pool of acid."
They both were smiling from the numerous jokes. Fox had to admit, Wolf looked cute smiling, he needs it.
After about an hour or two, Fox heard patting of paws behind him.
"Now there's the Wolf I remember," Fox said as he turned around, looking at Wolf who was only in his boxers. 'Damn he's so hot, those muscles are perfect, fitting him so well with the rest of him.' Fox dismissed the thought, it was fine to call another guy hot, right? "I activated your communicator, and I put my number into it."
"Alright, thanks a lot Fox, for everything," Wolf said, taking a seat next to Fox on the couch.
"You're very welcome, Wolf." Fox told the lupine. "I'm happy to help any way I can."
"I just wish there was more people like you."
"Hey, who knows, there could be people out there who'll help."
"Like hell, there is no way someone is crazy enough to help a wanted criminal, no offense."
"None taken, you're welcome to stay as long as you want." Fox turned to go to bed. "I'm going to bed Wolf, good night, sweet dreams."
"Good night, Fox."
Darkness surrounded the lupine, who was standing in a beam of light. "Hello?" Wolf took a step forward, falling down a hole. He just kept falling, it seemed like he fell forever. Until he landed in a normal looking room, bed, dresser, everything essential for a bedroom. Wolf looked around, for all he could tell he was alone, surprise, surprise. There was something familiar about this room, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He edged toward the door, hoping he can get out of this place. He slowly opened the door then out of no where, the door busted open. "Fox?" Wolf asked, seeing a certain vulpine walk in.
"No boy, don't you recognize your alpha?" The vulpine slowly grew, light brown fur turning dark grey. The vulpine slowly changed into a lupine that looked exactly like Wolf. He was just taller, bulkier, and was missing an eyepatch.
"Dad! You get the hell away from me!" Wolf panicked, backing toward the back of the room.
"You pathetic mutt, why are you running, should've known you was a coward." The taller lupine got closer to the quivering small lupine. "Seems like you need to be taught a lesson." He cracked his knuckles. That sound made Wolf cower deeper into the corner. The taller male picked Wolf up by the neck. He punched Wolf again and again. It seemed like this misery was never going to end. The alpha male let go of the bloody lupine. He proceeded to kick him in the sides. Wolf was sure his sides must be broken from the searing pain that cover him. Finally, the man took out a collar and clamped it around Wolf's neck. "Never take this off or I swear I'll make what just happened seem like a love tap." The father threatened, "This is to show who your alpha is." He rose his fist, preparing to knock-out the lupine.
The lupine shot up screaming. He then curled his knees to his chest. Wolf started rocking back in forth, whimpering from that dream. He wouldn't call it a dream, because it really happened.
Fox heard screaming from downstairs, then faint whimpers. He threw the covers off as he ran downstairs to see if Wolf was ok. What he found was truly heart-wrenching. He saw that tough Wolf he knew curled up in a fetal position.
"Wolf are you ok?" Fox said, talking softly as not scare the wolf.
"Y-yeah, I'm ok." Wolf said, as he turned to where he was sitting normally. "Just a bad dream is all."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Fox said, concerned for the lupine. The vulpine sat in the middle, to the left of the lupine.
"I-I can't tell you, I t-told him I wouldn't."
"Wolf, it's ok, talking can make it better." Fox wrapped his arm around Wolf's shoulders, pulling him closer, doing his best to comfort him.
"Well it was about my father." Wolf started. "H-he used to beat me all the time." Tears began to make their way down Wolf's face. "He is the reason I have to wear this e-eyepatch." Wolf couldn't believe he was showing weakness in front of his rival. 'Maybe my dad was right after all.' Wolf thought. Tears were now flowing faster down his face. "H-he told me to where this collar and never take it off or else he w-would, he would..." Wolf couldn't get that last part out. The pain in his chest was growing.
"It's fine Wolf, that was in the past, there are people who are willing to help." Fox started slowly moving his paw up and down Wolf's shoulder.
"I'm a m-monster, everyone hates me, I'm wanted DEAD or alive," Wolf empathized the "dead". "I-I'm s-sure everyone wants me d-dead." Tears were flowing freely now as Wolf shook from the aching pain in his heart. "And on top of t-that, I'm always going to be alone, I-I'm not going to have any m-mate, just going to be alone, no f-friends, no f-family."
"I don't want you dead, Wolf," Fox started rocking Wolf, doing the best he could to comfort Wolf. "And hey, you have me."
"Yeah, r-right, y-you're just going to leave m-me, just like e-everyone else does." Wolf was breaking down now, tears flowing like a river, agonizing pain filled his whole chest, and he was shaking uncontrollably. "I-I just d-don't know where I-I w-went wrong, there's n-nothing d-different between m-me and y-you, j-just paid by two d-different b-bosses." Wolf struggled to say.
"Shh, shh, I promise Wolf, I'll never leave you, I'll be here for you," Fox kept rocking Wolf. "It's ok, it's all going to be alright." After a few minutes of rocking, and comforting, Wolf's sobs and shaking died down.
"T-thank you, Fox, no one has ever cared like you do." Wolf looked away from Fox, ashamed for what he just did. He was supposed to be strong in the face of his rival and he just broke down.
"It's alright Wolf," Fox turned Wolf's muzzle, where they was now facing each other. "Everything is just fine," Fox said, wiping away Wolf's tears.
"Thanks again Fox, it means a lot to me," Wolf placed his muzzle deep into Fox's chest as Fox was petting him softly. Wolf quickly found his sight enveloped in darkness as he slipped back into the world of dreams.
I'm sorry that I didn't update this sooner, I hope it was worth the wait. I'll try my best to update sooner than I did on this one! Until next time!
