YAY! Chapter 2!

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Fox: "I'm quite honestly surprised you haven't made me into Wolf's boy-toy yet."

Me: " 'Yet' being the keyword here."

Fox: ...

Wolf: "Oh hey guys! I'm supposed to enter the plot soon. I brought the script with me."

Fox: "Hey Wolf... and did you read the script yet?"

Wolf: "Oh hey Fox! Uh no, should I have? And why do look like you're going to kill someone?"

Me: "Well it's because-"

Fox: "YOU KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!"

Yeah... authors are weird... Onto the next chapter! XD

Him Again

Corneria was a beauty once again, as many of the destroyed buildings were already beginning reconstruction, with some already completed. After landing at the space port, Fox was instantly greeted by news reporters. Immediately annoyed at the unwanted attention, he broke into a sprint. The reporters quickly gave chase, but Fox was able to get them off his tail rather swiftly, as the crowds of people at the subway station acted as a wonderful blockade. Fox jumped into one of the high-speed bullet trains right as the door was about to close. One benefit of being a hero, is that people give you many things for free, transportation included. With the reconstruction going on, many of the railways started using G-diffusers, as it was faster, smoother, and a lot safer. Fox looked out the window as the train left the underground tunnel. Scenery flew by as the train picked up speed. However, his trance was broken by a voice from the seat in front of him.

"Corneria really does look beautiful when it's not getting fucked over by some stupid-ass war."

Fox immediately recognized the character. It was him again. A lupine with an eye patch and a rough voice. He was none other than Wolf O'Donnell. Thankfully, the lupine didn't notice Fox behind him, and continued to gaze at the view outside. Fox proceeded to stare at his rival and analyze him. This was the first time Fox had seen Wolf up close, as well as the first time he'd seen Wolf in casual civilian clothing. Fox had to use every last bit of his willpower to not burst out laughing and reveal himself, as Wolf was truly a sight to behold. He was wearing a muscle shirt and a pair of shorts that were from a big name fashion company that everyone seemed to like. The strangest thing Fox though he could ever see, was a normal looking Wolf O'Donnell. Halfway through the hour long ride, Fox noticed that Wolf had fallen asleep. Fox heard a quiet snore escaping from the lupine. Fox got up silently and sat down gently next to Wolf so he could get a closer look. Fox was used to dangerous situations, but this got his adrenaline pumping more than anything else ever had. He couldn't figure out why he was so terrified, as Wolf wouldn't kill him on sight, would he? He continued to take in as much information as possible. Fox noticed that Wolf was, as far as he could see, completely unarmed. He also noticed the lupine's strong, musky odor. He found it somewhat intoxicating and a little bit titillating, but he couldn't pinpoint the reason as to why, so he just figured that most musky odors trigger those sensations. His wandering gaze eventually fell on Wolf's black eye patch, but Fox looked away almost reflexively as guilt started welling up inside of him. He immediately wished that the past was different, that he didn't start that fight so long ago. He would have given up both his eyes if it would have fixed things. A louder snore and a quiet moan brought Fox's gaze back on his rival. He noticed that Wolf was drooling slightly with his tongue sticking out to the side of his muzzle. He also noticed that there was a slight bulge in Wolf's pants.

'He must be dreaming about raping some innocent girl, that fucking bastard,' thought Fox as he got up and moved to one of the seats farther back. However, Fox didn't exactly find his own thoughts convincing, and he decided to cut Wolf some slack, because for the most part, you can't control what you dream about.

When they arrived at the Corneria City Station, a chime sounded from the overhead speakers, followed by a pleasant voice on the intercom that informed the passengers that the train was making a stop. The chimes were loud enough to awaken Wolf, and he sat up with a startled look on his face. Even from a distance, Fox could detect the slightest shade of red on Wolf's cheeks as he got up to exit the train. Fox also witnessed another first. Wolf was paying for the train ride. It was the first time he'd seen Wolf pay for anything at all, much less a train fare. Maybe he wasn't such a bad person after all. Fox waited a while before exiting the train, where he insisted that he pay the fare, much to the ticket master's frustration. Everyone wanted to be as nice as possible to Fox, even when they didn't really need to be. As much as Fox was confused at what he just witnessed, he realized that Wolf was rather amusing when he wasn't trying to kill him.

After getting off the train, he decided to follow Wolf for a bit to see where the lupine would go. After about 15 minutes, he saw Wolf enter the Corneria City Mall. It was the biggest mall on the planet, and had basically anything and everything you could possibly think of. Fox couldn't be bothered to think about what Wolf could possibly want to do in there, as the question was practically impossible to answer anyway, so instead, Fox went to go find Laura's office.

It wasn't long before Fox arrived at his destination. It was one of the older buildings, which looked more homely than the metro skyscrapers Corneria was famous for. When Fox walked in he noticed the earthy smell, and found it quite appealing, as the only smell he's really been exposed to for a while was the metallic smell of the new Great Fox. He had liked the smell of the old one, but it had been destroyed at the end of the Aparoid Invasion. His sniffing spree was cut short by the voice from the phone call earlier.

"Oh do come in and take a seat. Would you like anything to drink?"

Laura Glenn was an elderly squirrel with a strong livelihood about her that Fox couldn't quite explain. Fox took a seat and settled with a cup of coffee. After they were seated, Laura asked Fox what it was that he was dying to ask. Fox was never very good at being elegant in his speech, so he just blurted it out.

"Did Wolf O'Donnell ever come and talk to you?"

Upon hearing the name, Laura's face immediately changed to one of seriousness. A period of silence occurred, and the only sounds to be heard were that of the birds outside and the grandfather clock in the other room. She eventually answered the question with another question.

"Why?"

Fox thought very hard about how he was going to explain this. He didn't want to come across as a stalker who invades other people's privacy. There was, however, no other way of explaining it except by telling the truth, so Fox started talking about his past with Wolf, his research, and how he came across that particular phone number.

She seemed satisfied with the answer, as she next stated,

"Yes, Wolf has been a long time client, and still is. I'm assuming you've come here to inquire about him?"

Fox didn't quite know what it was that he really came here to find out. He was half-expecting information to be thrown straight at him like the way computers do, or the way General Pepper does in the mission debriefings. Beyond that, he was horrible at asking for information. However, the shrink waited patiently for a response, as awkwardness isn't all that uncommon in the profession. After a lot of thought, Fox finally asked,

"On the day I decided to pick a fight with him, he started crying. I wanted to know the real reason behind that. To my knowledge that is the only time he's ever cried."

Laura thought for a moment, then responded,

"Although I have the answer to your question, I cannot give that information to you. You will have to confront Wolf by yourself if you want an answer."

Fox rolled his eyes at this, as that was the last thing he wanted to hear. Even though the only experience with information hunting was with computers, he had a clear analogy to her response:

"ACCESS DENIED"

But the next sentence made Fox's ears perk up.

"I can, however, give you his private phone number, although it is a double-layer obfuscated number, so you won't be able to track it or give it to other people."

"Where the heck does he get that kind of number?! That's usually reserved for high standing individuals like company owners and government officials!" Fox half-shouted.

"Beats me. Now put your phone onto the data transfer pad on the table."

The coffee table suddenly lit up with many menus and status lights. Fox immediately recognized it as a standard Space Dynamics control panel. It looked quite out of place among all the old furniture and antiques that were located around the room. Fox placed his phone on the small rectangle that appeared on the screen, and the number was immediately transferred.

Laura then explained, "I'm friends with Beltino Toad, so I can get him to make customized devices, such as this coffee table."

Beltino is Slippy's father, as well as the Director of Engineering at Space Dynamics. Fox had met him a couple of times, and found him to be a really cool guy. He's also good at keeping conversations going for hours, which is more or less an undesirable trait at certain times, but he's never boring and always makes a great friend.

In the conversation that followed, Fox was unable to get much information out of the old squirrel. Although Fox wasn't great with people, he had a feeling that she was keeping the information away from him for reasons other than just confidentiality. Something about the way she talked made him feel like he was missing a very, VERY, important piece of information. This bothered him more than anything else. He eventually gave his thanks to the old lady, and walked outside. He was dying for answers now. He didn't even know why he wanted so badly to know this seemingly insignificant piece of info, although his encounter with Wolf on the train probably didn't help matters much. Everything and everyone had essentially told him to hate Wolf, but something inside felt really bad for him. Seeing Wolf earlier made Fox further question what he thought he knew about the lupine. Fox had regretted the entire thing for a very long time now, but maybe there is still a trace of happiness inside the former villain? If Fox hadn't done what he did, Wolf may have been a friend instead of an enemy, and things would have been a lot different than from what they are now, but the past is the past, and it cannot be changed. Fox was somewhat relieved that the damage he did might have been a little smaller that he had previously thought.

He decided that the best thing to do is to do what his father had taught him to: follow his gut. Fox took out his phone and pressed the contact labeled "Wolf O'Donnell." There was no going back.

Stalker Fox is a stalker.

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