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Cause for Celebration
“....Wow, you guys look chopped as hell.”
“Nice tact there, Razor.”
“I’m just saying.”
The Star Fox and Star Wolf crews were all sitting in the living room to watch the new Direct on a game based on their name. Suffice to say, the reception was…split between them.
“Man, they really couldn’t resist the urge to do us dirty on our legs”, snorted Falco.
“At least I look the part, and you look…servicable, chicken legs”, smirked Leon.
“Babe…shut up”, Falco deadpanned as he put his hand on the chameleon’s face.
“You think that’s something, I look like a junkie”, scowled Katt.
“At least you’re represented, what a surprise the people in charge refuse to acknowledge most of the women involved”, frowned Krystal.
“Well, at least they seemed to have acknowledged where you came from”, remarked Panther, “Alas, a strike to my heart, ignoring where I came from…tis a day of sorrow on my end.”
“Yeah, don’t oversell it, Caroso”, Wolf rolled his eyes, “Still, least I don’t look…too terrible…”
“That’s…definitely a contrast on my end”, remarked Fox, “To think after I let them use my image for Mario’s film, I get another new design within the span of a month.”
“And what a surprise, I have to relive the moment I lost your father in Venom…”, snorted Peppy, “I do wish these people would move past the war.”
“Well…maybe it’s not all bad”, Slippy suggested, “I mean, at least people can do that Vtuber thing as us. And hey, you guys, people get to play as you.”
“Yeah, me, my captain and the two whose names shan’t be mentioned”, remarked Leon.
“Your mugs might look better if you had me on the squad”, snorted Razor, “Even the pretty boy here would lighten the look.”
“How true you are”, grinned Panther, “I know I bring a certain…flavor to this group dynamic.”
“You add…a flavor to the group”, Falco deadpanned, “With your fruity ass.”
“Little bit ironic coming from a fruit basket yourself, pigeon”, purred Panther.
“Keep your paws off him, Caroso, this one’s mine”, sniffed Leon, possessively holding onto the avian’s arm.
“…Please let go of me”, Falco scowled.
“…No”, smirked Leon, causing Falco to roll his eyes.
“Also, kinda ironic they made your fur brown when your fur’s…well, grey”, Fox remarked to Bill, “…I know, the most obvious joke in the world.”
“Yeah, well, ain’t too much of a problem, dude”, Bill shrugged, “You know how it is, I’m just happy to be featured period, even if it’s something small.”
“Ain’t that your role period?”, remarked Razor.
“Well…yes…but I ain’t one to complain”, replied Bill.
“I might, I know I’m the big scary lupine and all that, but if I see more of the same…”, Wolf paused before waving his paw, “…nah, I’d rather not.”
“Thinking assassination and destruction?”, smirked Leon.
“You had better not”, Peppy replied, sternly.
“Relax, old man”, smirked Wolf, “I ain’t stupid enough to draw unnecessary attention to yours truly.”
“Somehow, I sense some irony in that sentiment”, remarked Krystal.
“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that”, Wolf waved dismissively.
“Well, I say we go to the bar by the beach”, suggested Bill, “So we can toast to relevance again, thanks to our man Foxy here, double whammy too!”
“Hehe, well, I…I suppose I wouldn’t mind…it’s a cause to celebrate, after all”, Fox smiled modestly.
“Meh, sure, I’ll take a drink”, shrugged Falco, “Haven’t had one in a good few…hours.”
“I’ll second that”, replied Leon, “Just make sure you don’t get completely hammered as usual.”
“I’m not an alcoholic”, snorted Falco, “Besides, I know you get tipsy after a few shots.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”, remarked Leon, “If only so you can carry me home…”
“Not that I wanna interrupt your little romantic fluff”, Katt grinned cheekily, “But I’d say we get a move on before the sun sets.”
“In that case, Fox, would you care to lead the way?”, smiled Bill. The vulpine nodded in response before turning to Wolf.
“Mind escorting the star to his event?”, Fox grinned as he extended his arm out. Wolf smirked as he coupled his arm to Fox’s.
“You even need to ask, pup? Let’s go get shitfaced”, replied the lupine as the entourage set off for the beach.
Once there, the group had settled down for a plate of chili fries and mozzarella sticks to share between one another, along with a variety of drinks. They chatted amongst themselves over the recent news.
“You know, I’d say I could carry my own movie”, remarked Falco, “After all, I basically came from the ground up on the streets, aligned with a gang, teamed up with Fox and Co, left them for a bit, then went back and pretty much became an icon.”
“You’d hardly find me out of place in a romantic drama”, said Panther, “I know my way around the classic routine; some may call me theatrical, but when I love, I love with full passion.”
“Haha, I’m sure you say that to anyone who comes in the bedroom, dude”, grinned Bill.
“Well, if you’re so sure, I could always take you up on that offer”, Panther smirked with a wink.
“See what I had to deal with?”, Krystal murmured to Katt.
“That’s just boys for ya”, Katt purred coyly.
“Not at all of them…”, Krystal mused as she looked at where Fox and Wolf were seated.
“So, how’s the new lipstick treating ya?”, teased Wolf.
“Shush, you know that’s a minor detail in the grand scheme of things”, Fox waved dismissively.
“Whatever you say, Foxy”, smirked Wolf as he put a paw under the vulpine’s chin, “Ya’ know, if we weren’t in public, I’d ravage those pretty lips of yours.”
“Steady on, horndog”, Fox remarked, putting a finger on the lupine’s muzzle, “You’ll get your treat when we get back home.”
“Aaaaah, holding out on me, aren’t you…sly fox, for sure”, mused Wolf.
“You two really are something else, ya’ know that?”, grunted Razor.
“Well, I suppose you get used to it”, replied Slippy.
“Hrmm…sure”, grumbled Razor as he swiped a few fries from the basket.
“Speakin’ of which…”, Wolf picked up one of the mozzarella sticks from the basket and stuck one end on his teeth before turning to Fox, giving him a coy look.
Fox looked down at the stick, and then back up at Wolf, “I see we’re going for a classic route with this one.”
The vulpine could only playfully roll his eyes as Wolf gave him a toothy grin with the stick still in his mouth. So Fox took the other end, and they shared the stick till their muzzles brushed against one another.
“You kids and your strange ways of intimacy…”, Peppy remarked with a shake of his head, before giving a little smile, “...but, you two certainly make it work, one way or another.”
“I’ll say, Leon’s doing the same with Falco”, said Slippy, looking over at the avian and chameleon, the latter holding an especially long fry between them with a sly grin.
Falco just stared back at Leon before diving in without a moment’s notice, much to the reptile’s surprise…before he returned the gesture with equal vigor.
“Man, ain’t that just romantic?”, Bill sighed longingly.
“Alas, what a joy to see such intimacy on display”, purred Panther, “I’m sure I can humor something between us…hmmhmmhmm, and our new friend here.”
“You two are so sickly sweet, I’m gonna get diabetes here”, remarked Razor.
“Chin up, mi querido, you can’t stay stony like that forever, especially around me”, Panther grinned slyly with a wink. Razor just stared back at him and Bill…before looking away.
“AHEM…whatever you say…”
“Haaaaaaa…”, Fox sighed as he looked over at the crews from across the table, “You know…for what it’s worth…so long as I’ve got all of you together, I’d say this is worth the celebration, even if it means retreading old ground.”
“Hey, if they do more new shit with your image, then I’ll consider it a win. If not…well, sucks to suck for them, we got it goin’ on here”, smirked Wolf before raising his glass, “What do ya’ say? A toast to relevance?”
Fox looked down at his own glass before picking it up and clinking it with Wolf’s.
“Yeah…and to the future…no matter where it takes us.”