Conker and Vexx start to become friendlier to each other in this chapter...and kinda some fanservice, I guess. Please enjoy! ^_^

6 - A Little More Friendly

Vexx woke up sometime later, thinking it was another day. He looked out the window; it was still dark out. He then looked at a clock hung on a wall across from him. It was 12:15...at midnight, so technically it was a new day.

He narrowed his eyes. Just because Conker had taken care of him for the past few hours didn't mean he was going to let him get away with what he did to that forest in his homeworld. Everything was just too weird; he still didn't understand why Conker was acting so innocent, he was pretty sure he was the one he saw in his homeworld. He rolled his eyes as he began to remember when Conker had the nerve to blame him for destroying a forest near his house, too. All that mattered was that he could get Conker to confess about his actions. He didn't understand why that was so hard for him to do. He was going to show Conker how it felt to have part of a home destroyed.

He snuck into what looked like another room. He was crouching upon the carpet beneath him until he eventually saw Conker. He thought that he would be asleep, but he was actually wide awake, leaning against a small nightstand and looking at something. He couldn't care less what he was doing, though; he was ready to get Conker in his place.

He growled. Without a second thought, he stood up and locked Conker in a strong chokehold. The latter yelped with surprise when his neck jerked back so suddenly, and he was gasping for air. Vexx wasn't going to let go of him anytime soon.

Without a second thought, Conker jerked his arm back and something hit Vexx's forehead, shattering in the process. The Astaran hissed in pain as he gripped the wound on his forehead. It was drawing a little blood, but the wound wasn't too severe.

Whilst Vexx was off-guard, Conker looked around until he saw what looked like a bat...with sharp nails poking out of it. He gripped it tight and slowly approached Vexx. The Astaran growled as he regained his posture.

"What's going on here? Why are you attacking me?", he asked. Conker couldn't believe he was going through this nonsense again. Why couldn't Vexx just stay in bed and rest himself? He must still lack trust in Conker; he couldn't blame him, the feeling was mutual.

After what seemed like forever, Conker was about to put the dangerous bat away until Vexx made to attack. Conker just barely dodged him and a swing from his bat produced some impact on the Astaran's lower back. He gripped the impacted area and grunted. His own blood was starting to stain his clothes.

Conker huffed and delivered a sharp kick to Vexx's back, where the wound was, and his foot remained there. He never removed it; in fact, his weight on his back was increasing ever so slightly. "Jeez, you're really stubborn, aren't you?", he asked. "You're just too hurt to fight me now, so you might as well just give up…"

Every time Vexx tried to escape, Conker would put more weight on the former's back, causing more pain. It took a while for Vexx to finally stop struggling; it seemed like he finally got the idea. Conker removed his foot from his back and walked towards a dresser drawer. He took out what looked like a pair of basic pajamas, and they were just one dull color; white...well, off-white, to be exact.

"Here, take this. You're around my size, so it should be a decent fit…", he said, bringing another hand out, supposedly to help Vexx from the floor.

Conker raised a brow when Vexx didn't comply. "Well? I don't have all day. Your clothes look rickety and you're staining the carpet…", he remarked, observing a small red stain beneath the carpet.

Instead of taking Conker's hand, he swiped the clothes from the squirrel's hand and made to stand up on his own, however right after doing so, he collapsed beneath himself and grunted in pain. His back was still hurting and he couldn't walk properly.

"Here, let me carry you…", he offered, slowly rolling Vexx over so that he was looking up at the ceiling before scooping him up bridal style. He quickly noticed Vexx lightly blushing due to the way Conker was holding him.

"Oh, chill out, buddy. I don't bite…", he said jokingly before walking to the bathroom nearby whilst still holding Vexx nonchalantly.

Once they made it to the restroom, Conker set Vexx down on a nearby stool.

"You change. I'll get a rag…", he said blandly before retreating elsewhere. Vexx waited for Conker to exit the restroom so that he could at least try to change into his new clothes. After a long struggle, he was finally in some more comfortable clothes.

Just in time, Conker reappeared with a small and damp rag in his hand. "Move your arm for me.", and with that, Conker pulled up the Astaran's shirt very slightly and wiped off any remaining blood from his hip. It didn't hurt too much, so Vexx remained pretty still for that part.

Once a large adhesive bandage was placed on his wound, Conker slumped back and huffed. "So, you promise to stay in bed this time?, he asked. When he didn't receive a response, he repeated himself: "You promise to stay in bed?"

Vexx glanced down at where Conker inflicted the wound on his hip before nodding once.

Conker smiled. "Great…", he said blandly. He then raised a brow in confusion when Vexx limped out of the restroom briefly.

"Now, what's he up to…?", he thought out loud. Vexx then returned with a small package. He dangled it from his talons back and forth some and gave a weak smile. Conker recognized the packet and chuckled.

"I see you really like that tea. Should I make more?", he asked. Vexx immediately nodded and hurriedly headed back to the kitchen, hoping that Conker was following behind. "Watch out...", he said.

Once there, Conker slowly grabbed the teabag from Vexx and smiled. "How about I teach you how to make it, that way you won't be bothering me every time you want a refill?", Coker offered.

Vexx thought for a moment before shrugging. I'll take that as a yes, Conker thought to himself. He scrambled around the small kitchen until he found everything he needed and proceeded to slowly, but surely, teach Vexx everything he should know about making his own mug of tea.

"It should take about 10 minutes to start boiling, so keep a close eye out on it..." he said before heading back to his own room. Vexx then proceeded to wait...for way longer than he thought he would, but Conker was right; after about 10 minutes, his tea was finally ready. It took him longer than it should've to pour his desired amount, along with the tea bag, into a mug.

Alright...honey...how much am I supposed to put?, Vexx grumbled. He recalled Conker telling him to put as much as he'd liked to get a tasted he desired. Just a single tablespoon proved to provide just the right amount of sweetness.

Vexx headed back to Conkers room and stood near the doorstep. Conker looked to be reading a small magazine whilst lying down on his back. When he saw Vexx nearby from the corner of his eyes, he rolled his eyes and sat up. "What do you want, now?", he asked.

Vexx smiled widely and headed towards the squirrel, taking his hand and shaking it, as a sign to say "thank you". Conker raised a brow, not quite understanding the gesture, so he just assumed he was giving thanks. "No problem, I guess…", he mumbled. He was hoping that Vexx would just leave him alone for tonight, but instead he tried to take a glimpse at whatever Conker was reading. Conker noticed and brought the mag away from Vexx.

"This isn't something young, dangerous, and immature young men should be reading…", he said, trying to close it, but that didn't work since Vexx was still able to see whatever was inside of that mag, and when he saw that, he turned away, covered his eyes, and blushed a dark red.

Oh, jeez. They're in all sorts of poses…, Vexx chuckled.

When Conker saw Vexx's face of embarrassment, he couldn't help but chuckle. "See? I told you you shouldn't read it…", he said. "These models shouldn't be taken lightly; they're only the most professional and most beautiful in the industry. Who knows what you'd do to them…or what I'd do to them, for that matter...", for some reason, Conker's smile became wickedly wide.

Vexx managed to regain his posture, but once he did so, his eyes were glued to a particular page of what looked to be a tall female chipmunk in a pink lace bikini. He swore that she looked familiar, however he just couldn't decipher where he'd seen that face before. Also, her face was obscured a bit by her arm. He couldn't help but blush at her, though; she was kind of adorable.

Conker removed the mag from Vexx's sight when he saw him looking at that particular page, but he wasn't mad. In fact, he could help but laugh some more. "What are you looking at my girlfriend for? Go get your own…", he chuckled.

Girlfriend!?, Vexx's eyes widened. Conker smacked his lips. "In case you were wondering, yes, Berri was my girlfriend and a part-time model before she died. You may or may not have seen some pictures in this house..."

Vexx recalled taking a few quick glances at that picture frame of Conker and Berri while being taught how to make his tea. He also recalled seeing a replica of that picture in Conker's hand before he shattered it across his head. He took a sip of his tea and nodded. Now he knew where he's seen that face before. He tilted his head and raised a brow, wanting to know more about this "Berri" gal.

A long pause, then Conker spoke again. "She was shot to death many years ago. It's kind of a long story. The nerve some people have…", he explained. "I don't have too many pictures of her, but I just look at what's left."

There were a lot of questions that Vexx was dying to ask, such as: Why is she taller than you? What have you 2 done together in the past?...Is her butt real...?. He decided to just leave them unanswered, but his eyes remained on Conker's former girlfriend. At this point, Conker just gave up and decided to let Vexx look.

"I know she's pretty hot, wouldn't you agree?", Conker sneered. Vexx decided to hide his embarrassment by gulping down more tea, however this proved not helpful as this made him choke on it. Conker patted his back so that Vexx could stop choking.

"Slow down, buddy. She's not going anywhere.", he said. Once Vexx's choking died down, Conker offered Vexx to read through more of the risqué mag with him. Apparently, Vexx had the same tastes as Conker, as far as women go. This was going to be a rather interesting night for the 2.

Sorry I took so long to do literally anything with these fics. I wish my schedule wasn't so hectic with school and stuff.