Chapter Text
*Thoughts*
"Speech"
"Remember, Freddy. This is the most important mission we've had so far. If we succeed, we have a chance of ending this war and achieving the success we've worked so hard for."
General Yenndo stared down the younger bear, his grey, battle-scarred face extremely serious.
The white and purple bear nodded, his sky blue eyes reflecting his mentor's resolve.
This was what he was born for, the mission he was meant to do; having been born at the start of the Revolution 19 years ago, he was brought up and trained to be a rebellion warrior by the General himself.
"The Princess goes out on her balcony at exactly 2:30." Freddy snapped back to attention as his elder continued. "You and the men will scale the wall of the castle while my troop gives a distraction on the other side to keep the King's attention. Keep her quiet and take her away as quickly as you can."
"Threaten her if needed, but try not to harm her too much," The soldier quoted back.
A nod from Yenndo.
"We aren't trying to kill her. We're keeping her as leverage. She's a very valuable asset, you know."
"I do."
Yenndo stared in his eyes for a moment, then turned away.
"I know your anger can get the best of you, Freddy, but make sure you can keep your composure as best as you can. Your part of the mission will require great finesse, and depending on how long my diversion will last determines how much time you have to work with. If something, anything goes wrong, you'll need to keep a clear head and find a way out."
"I know. I'll do my best."
A nod from his superior.
"Good. Go rest. Morning will be here sooner than you think."
Yenndo was certainly right about that; seemingly just as Freddy had closed his eyes, he was being awoken by the trumpet call and getting ready for his mission.
This was not received well by the bear, as he had been tossing and turning for most of the night, worried about how the following day would turn out; once he did get to sleep, he dreamt of seemingly every possible wrong outcome.
As he ate breakfast in the mess hall, he spied Yenndo speaking to another General; a tall white rabbit, also bearing many battle scars.
He caught them both glancing at him from time to time; he wasn't surprised, really. He knew some of the other Generals weren't sure if he was ready for such an important mission.
*I don't blame them...I'm only 19. I'm still not sure why he picked me for this.*
He snapped to attention when Yenndo made his way over.
"At ease," The older bear assured. "I'm simply checking in."
Freddy gave a nod.
"All is well, General. Everything is in order."
"Good. We leave in an hour."
As he walked past, he gave the younger a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"You'll do fine." He whispered.
Freddy couldn't help but feel he was talking to himself moreso than the soldier going to kidnap the Princess.
Yenndo sighed upon returning to his quarters, thinking of what was to come in the next hour.
*Please, Lord, let the boy be successful. I can't imagine what would happen to either of us if he isn't...*
He cared for Freddy, as if the boy were his own son, but he knew that trouble seemed to follow the bear; unfortunately, being a soldier in a revolution was a bad place for that problem to exist.
*Why do I feel like something is going to happen...?*
He sighed.
*The wise old woman...I should pay her a visit soon...*
The Wise Woman was a close friend of his anyways, but he knew that her oracles were very important, especially at a time like this.
*Besides, if this goes wrong and I get fired, I might need a place to stay...*
The march was long and tedious; the rebels' base was practically on the other side of the country, after all.
Eventually, the moment Freddy had been absolutely dreading awaiting arrived.
The castle came into view.
Taking the outskirts took even longer, but the necessary evil was soon over when Freddy's small troop arrived at their side of the castle.
The sounds of nearby warfare had already begun filling the air, signaling that Yenndo's half of the plan was active.
Freddy looked up at the sun.
*Perfect timing.*
He inhaled deeply.
*Here goes nothing...*
He gave the signal for them to begin.
Soon the wall was covered in ropes leading up; luckily they had gone up the mountainside, so they didn't have an insanely dangerous climb.
Not to say it wasn't difficult, however.
Sweating and breathing hard, Freddy and five other unimportant side characters climbed atop the balcony.
The bear unsheathed his sword...
"Took you lot long enough. Honestly, I put on a nice dress, have the finest heels made perfect in my size, yet you all feel the intense need to tease me? I never!"
That was certainly not a female voice.
The soldiers' heads snapped up to find a white and pink fox sitting at a small, elegant roundtable, legs crossed, facing them; he took a sip from a shiny pink teacup.
...While wearing a long, shiny red dress.
Lowering his cup, he smirked delicately, sweetly batting his eyelashes.
"Though I suppose it gave me time to finish my tea, so perhaps I can let it go."
Prince Foxy eyed the rebels before him.
*Stout, tough fellows...just as I suspected...*
When his eyes landed on the supposed leader, he couldn't help but stare a little; his helmet was open, revealing two sky blue eyes he seemed to get lost in.
*But you, sir, are a welcome surprise.*
His surprise of being present instead of his sister did not seem so welcome, unfortunately; but to him, their confusion certainly was.
He could see the panic set in in the bear's*absolutely gorgeous* eyes.
"You all seem a bit frazzled," The prince mused, sipping away the remainder of his tea. "Is something wrong?"
He couldn't help another smirk as some annoyance passed through the bear's eyes.
For a moment, he wondered if the rebels would either leave or get caught from just standing around; however, that curiosity was cut off when the bear's sword ended up pointed at his throat, forcing him to tear his eyes away from the suddenly angry bear and to the shiny blade.
"Where," The bear growled, "is Princess Lolbit?''
Freddy was trying so hard not to scream.
The mission had been going so well, they had been so close, and then this guy shows up and fucks with it all!
In a dress!!
Their mission was being compromised by some weirdo in a dress!!
Freddy's anger issues decided to kick in at that moment, prompting him to shove his sword to the fox's throat.
"Where," He growled, "is Princess Lolbit?"
While taken aback by the sudden change, the fox maintained his composure, keeping his eyes on the blade.
"My sister is--as they may put it--incapacitated at the moment, so I thought you all wouldn't mind if I came to greet you instead."
*Wait...sister?*
Oh.
This was that weirdo.
Freddy inhaled deeply.
*This is fine. This is fine. It's not like the mission is completely compromised or anything.*
One of the soldiers spoke up.
"Sir, it seems that the diversion is retreating."
*Shit. Yenndo's out of time. Then so are we...*
He looked at the fox, who was still staring at the blade pointed at his throat.
The bear slowly lowered it, pondering; the other mammal raised his head to look at him again, curious.
*So either we all get caught...break into the castle and attempt to capture the Princess...or...*
He bit his lower lip.
*...Yenndo's going to kill me for this...*
Generals Yenndo, Rabbit White, B. Red, and many of the other soldiers that didn't go on the mission were gathered in the meeting hall, staring.
Freddy was, again, trying so hard not to start screaming as all eyes switched between his troop and their prisoner.
Yenndo, eyes wide and a little twitchy, began to speak slowly.
"Lieutenant."
"Sir."
What the other members of the room didn't know was that there was a form of silent, under-the-radar communication going on behind the two bears' words; they had developed it over the years due to their family-like relationship.
It went something like this:
"Freddy."
"I am so sorry about this."
The general cleared his throat.
"Are you...aware...that...that...is not the Princess?"
"That's not a woman, Freddy--"
The younger silently gulped.
"I am, sir."
"Unfortunately, I know--"
"And are aware that...it's a man...wearing a dress?"
"Where the hell did you all go?! Where did you get him from?! He looks ridiculous!!"
Being explicitly reminded of the humming fox next to him made the bear have to supress an annoyed growl.
"I am aware, sir--"
"Don't remind me--"
He heard the fox giggle.
"He thinks I'm a man? I'm flattered."
Freddy supressed another growl.
*I think I might hate this guy.*
"You were supposed to capture the princess."
"We are so fired."
"There was an...error, sir."
"I know--wait, can they fire us? We're in the middle of a war--"
General White placed a hand on Yenndo's shoulder, ending the interrogation; the battle-hardened rabbit stared at the fox.
"Lieutenant," He began, "explain what happened on the mission."
Resisting the urge to glare at the royal mutt next to him, Freddy began recounting all that happened--leaving out minor details such as the chaotic bathroom breaks they'd had to take in the woods, of course.
When he finished, the Generals were more than a little perturbed that the male would willingly put on a dress and heels--but more pressing was the fact that he seemed to know about their plan to capture the Princess beforehand.
The three stepped away for a moment to discuss something; the other rebels all began silently eyeing the captive.
The prince glanced around at them all; he began picking at the lock on the handcuffs binding his hands behind is back.
Boredom nudged it's way into the back of his mind as the Generals took their sweet time discussing; he caught the glances they threw his way, but soon lost interest in what they were saying.
He turned his head to the Lieutenant next to him, who he could now see was definitely a bear due to him taking his helmet off in the presence of the Generals; his blue eyes went well with his white and purple fur, in Foxy's opinion.
When the bear caught his gaze, he gave him a playful smirk, which was met with a flustered turn of the head.
*Aww, he flusters easily, like a child. At least something can entertain me while I'm here.*
He looked around the room.
*Rebels or not, they could really use an interior decorator. This place is so drab. I'm surprised they're still sane enough to continue the war with how much brown is in this place.*
His attention was drawn back to the Generals, who were approaching again.
His ears perked when the rabbit addressed him.
"Are you truly the Prince?"
Foxy couldn't help a snicker at the question.
"Of course I am. I can prove it, if you'd like."
Before they could answer, he began listing off valuable information.
"My father is planning to bomb your other base in the next few days, my mother made the executive decision to cut off trade with one of our neighboring kingdoms to prevent you all from getting valuable supplies under their noses, my sister convinced her boyfriend to help her prank the priests at the temple last year, I caught the gardener, one of our cooks, and one of my sister's ladies-in-waiting having an affair together last month and they've been sneaking me extra food that I'm not supposed to have to keep me quiet, I'm 95% sure that my father sings in the shower even though everyone else thinks it's my mother because he has a terribly high-pitched singing voice--"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" General Red snapped, as many of the other soldiers were barely containing their laughter and those who'd taken the initiative to write what he'd said down were nearly breaking their pencils with how fast they were writing. And the fact that he just couldn't take any more.
"I have more when you're ready," He chirped.
"We'll...have you tell us more later," General White replied a little uneasy.
"As of right now," Yenndo continued, "Since you are definitely the Prince, we're going to proceed as planned with the Princess but with you instead. With some...different measures, of course..especially since you don't seem too concerned with giving out valuable information."
"I have my reasons." The fox shrugged.
"...Right..."
"Lieutenant," General Red addressed Freddy, "while ya failed t' capture the Princess, ya still managed t' bring us a royal; however, proper measures still have t' be taken. And since the puppy likes ya so much, ya get t' be his personal guard."
Freddy's eyes went wide as saucers while a strange grin spread across Foxy's face.
"P-Pardon, sir?"
"He'll need to be surveyed 24/7," General White replied. "You seem to be the most...qualified for that."
Freddy barely stuttered out a "Yes sir" to them while the other soldiers were relieved it wasn't them.
As the other guards and Freddy led the Prince to his cell, the other Generals addressed Yenndo.
"I dunno if that boy o' yours is a genius or an idiot, Yen." Red snorted.
"Let's hope the Commander doesn't freak out over this," White muttered.
Yenndo gulped, deigning to visit the wise woman soon.
Besides, that gut feeling was still there.
Foxy was practically skipping next to Freddy, which was giving the bear odd vibes.
Even worse was when the fox linked both of his arms around the bear's right, humming.
"Isn't this great, Lieutenant? You and I get to spend the next who-knows-how-long together!"
Feeling a tad nauseous at the thought, he attempted to pull his arm away, but to no avail.
He paused.
"Wait, how and when did you get out of your cuffs--"
"Pfft, those old things? That was one of the most simple locks I've ever picked. My hands have been free for about twenty minutes now!"
With no superiors around, Freddy let out a sigh.
This was going to be a long revolution.