Anger's Sin | By : DTAngel Category: +S through Z > Star Fox Adventures Views: 8563 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Story written by DTAngel, editing performed by
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11:00pm
Laying back relaxing on the bridge of the Great Fox II, one year after
the fearful Aparoid War, Fox, a dashing, emerald eyed
fox dressed in a wife beater, that showed him off
rather well, and a pair of camo pants would be
enjoying his time off. The Great Fox II was the name of the new ship the Star
Fox team received for their outstanding work, paid for by the Cornerian
Military. The entire team was off duty, only doing volunteer work and casual
deliveries to keep busy.
Fox was sleeping in the command chair, unable to sleep in his room. He
didn’t mind, though; he got comfortable sleeping upright, having only an Arwing
to sleep in for 3 weeks. He was happy and sound asleep before jerking awake
when he heard the doors to the bridge open. He looked to the left of his chair
to see Slippy, a pudgy yet cute green frog, in his
full-body blue footie-PJs with yellow duckies over it, holding a pillow and blanket before going
over to and sitting in his chair, getting comfortable. Snickering, Fox closed
his eyes to fall asleep once again.
After a few minutes or so, as they both were starting to fall asleep,
they were jerked awake once more from the sound of the bridge door opening once
more. The two simultaneously looked to see Krystal, a
dark blue-furred vixen move onto the bridge, carrying her pillow and a blanket.
Fox and Slippy both felt something drop in their
stomachs, Fox quickly hitting his chair as he looked at her as discreetly as
possibly. Krystal was dressed in black short-shorts
with white stripes running down it and a solid-white tank top that hugged
closely to her body. They slid down slowly into their seats, having never
really seen Krystal after lights-out on the ship,
except the occasional midnight snack at the kitchen, or run-in on the way to
the bathroom, but she always wore a full-body robe those few times.
"Can't sleep in your rooms
either?" Fox managed to force out.
"It’s the third time this
week," Slippy complained, starting to fall back
to sleep.
"Yes, this is ridiculous, Fox. We
have to do something," Krystal spoke with a pouty expression; she was starting to miss her bed.
"Alright, tomorrow we all talk to Falco," Fox said. They all agreed, before getting
comfortable and falling asleep.
1 hour prior.
"Falco,
why don’t you put that down and come over here," purred a deep-pink feline
girl.
"Katt, I
can't right now, I have to finish this for a client," Falco,
a blue falcon with pinkish-red markings over his beak, muttered, bent over a
table, a set of electronic tools in his hand.
Katt
huffed, walking over to Falco, dressed only in a thin
white sheet wrapped about her tightly, showing her every curve. She would reach
over him and take the tools from his hands, slowly spinning his chair around
and making him look at her. She had been trying to get him into bed for three
days as she was feeling a bit needy and was trying to get with Falco, though he was fighting not to. Katt
sat sit on his lap and then leaned in, licking his golden-yellow beak and
purring.
Falco
was getting annoyed as this was the third time this week, and she was slowing
him down. He sighed, taking back the tools she took and placing his hands on
her hips before pushing her off him. He wasn't in the mood to fight or play. Katt, however, was determined. She slid under his chair and
smirked as she opened his pants slowly. He wore no underwear because it felt
uncomfortable to him. He sighed as he let her play around figuring she was only
trying to tease him and would quit when he gave no response. Katt smirked and pulled his involuntarily semi-hard length
out of his pants and slid the head between her lips.
Falco
dropped his project and pushed away from Katt quickly
before putting himself back in his pants, zipping up,
and then looked at his project. It was
almost done when he had dropped it, which had broken part of it once again.
"I said no, and look what you made me do!" Falco
barked at her.
"What do you mean? I just want a little fun," Katt
gasped out, holding her neck, looking up at him from under the desk before
sliding out.
"I said no!" Falco roared. The fight went
on for about another 20 minutes.
"Sorry Katt,
my life DOESN’T revolve around you and my Arwing like yours does!"
"You ass!"
Katt snapped and slapped him across the face leaving
claw gashes in his beak.
"At least I don’t go out of my
way to make people feel inferior. That’s why you lost your brother!"
Falco
took the hit before running his hand across the marks left though no blood
came. He would look to her before moving towards her.
"Get out, and don’t come back! I never
want to see your face again!" He opened the door, pushing her out, ripping
the sheet from her. The door shut before opening again, her clothes being
thrown at her, along with a silver paw necklace that she had given Falco. The door slammed and locked. Katt
slumped to the floor as she caught her clothes. She started to cry, unable to
believe that he could be so cruel.
Katt
got up and ran to the hangar while dressing in her shirt, pants, and boots,
before climbing into her Arwing. Within five minutes she was ready to fly off.
She typed her passcode into the small computer next
to her, and her Arwing roared out of the hangar.
11:30 The
bridge
Fox, Krystal,
and Slippy all jumped awake as an alarm started
blaring at one of the control panels. Slippy ran to
his work station and turned the alarm off, finding the cause of the alarm. Slippy looked back to Fox as he pulled his work panel
around to front of him looking to see what was going wrong.
"What is it, Slippy?" Krystal asked
curiously.
"Katt
just left the hangar," Slippy said softly,
feeling confused and worried.
"Katt, I
know you’re there, answer me!" Fox snapped,
irritated that she left, not that she woke him up.
"...Yes..." Katt replied.
"Why did you leave?"
Fox demanded.
"I don't want to talk about
it here," Katt mumbled softly.
"Would you like some one to
come out and talk to you?" Fox asked, frowning.
"Could you?" Katt cried.
"Uh…" Fox looked to Krystal,
silently asking for her to offer an approval before she smiled and gave a
teasing wave telling he had to go.
"Ok, I will be there soon, we can find a station or planet."
With that said Fox got up and got
ready to leave, sighing. He would give Krystal a
slight smile as he left the bridge, followed by Slippy
and Krystal since they were heading to their rooms.
Fox grumbled, dropping his head 'Why cant I tell her?
I know she has only been back for a little over 4 weeks but still" Fox
growled to himself. (Krystal had left the team for
almost a year to take the Cornerian Arwing classes so she could official be
part of the Star Fox team. She graduated second in her class, thus receiving a
pair of gold wings rather than the standard bronze.) Fox let out another hefty
sigh before reaching the hangar to take off after Katt,
and hopefully find out what was wrong.
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