In the lab on Great Fox, the mechanic has just finished the diagnostic tests on the crystal pieces.
Okay, finished. Slippy looks at the monitor. What have we got here? On the screen is pages of data. Fox knows Im no lab tech. He starts reading. Maybe I shouldve got Dads help on this
The Arwing specialist examines the screen closely. It takes him a few minutes to conclude the purpose of the material but he is relatively sure after analysis.
Strange stuff. Slippy says to himself. It gives off energy and almost reads like its alive. Wonder where she got this?
The resident technology expert runs the composition through a database of known substances. Watching it check against the criteria for more than a million things the toad is intrigued.
Whatever it is, it isnt common. He shakes his head, tiredly. But that means the searchll take forever. Leaving the powerful mainframe to its work Slippy goes to take a break.
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Back in the cave Fox has just finished listening to Krystals explanation of the situation. Now hes in a state of disbelief.
So, youre telling me that youre
turning into something? Fox starts.
Not just anything, the Aparoid Queen! Krystal says imperatively, causing her listener to cover his ears. Sorry
She quiets down some.
Which is long dead? The tan fox continues.
Im telling you shes here and she wants to take over! Shes inside my mind
I dont know what to do.
And now youre going to become her and try to take over the Lylat system? All from touching that little rock? Fox looks like he wants to laugh but just cannot. After all, its not funny.
Krystal does not have a reply to that. She looks irritated and snorts. You dont believe me?
No, it isnt that. The boss replies quickly. I mean, it is unbelievable and all but what am I supposed to say? Its a lot to dump on a guy at one time.
Oh
Now, back to something a little more pressing
Im freezing! Fox bursts out as a gust billows into the cave.
Let me help with that. Krystal says, scooping up the team leader in both hands and embracing him. Better?
Fox, reflexively kicking air as hes hoisted, doesnt reply at first. Nevertheless, as he touches her warm skin and the forcefield comes around him he sighs. Yeah, thanks.
Krystal giggles. Ooh, youre like a fuzzy ice cube. Thats no good.
Just dont let go and Ill be fine. Her passenger mumbles.
How are we going to finish the mission? With you tied to me?
That isnt a bad idea
So now you want me to carry you? The telepath seems amused.
Unless you plan on fixing that climate thing you broke. The way I see it, you kinda have to carry me since its your fault.
She smirks at his declaration. Well, you dont weigh that much now. I suppose I could help
youll have to hang on though.
Fox wraps his arms around Krystals neck, not an easy task given the new size of his partner and hangs on tight. As she stands up, he swings a bit from side to side like an oversized pendant until she presses a hand to his back to steady him. Even though he feels amply supported, he cant help but check his altimeter after taking a glance down.
Whoa! Im over twenty feet up! He realizes. Ill just
He tightens his grip on her collar area. Cant be too careful
I wont let you fall. The telepath giggles again. So you dont have to choke me
She steps out into the storm with one arm around Fox and her midsection and starts walking.
Sure beats a cockpit chair any day of the week. Fox thinks, pressed into her pillowy chest. This is what comfort is... He exhales into the warm, violet skin of her neck. Yeah
Is that so? Krystal says, seemingly out of nowhere. Well, I would like you to know that comfort costs.
Huh? Team leader is confused a second. Hey, dont pry!
I wasnt trying to. I guess my powers may have increased a bit.
Oh, okay.
But, as long as were on the subject, Im asking for more of the profits this time. Since Im doing all the work of course.
I see
Its only fair. You get carried while I stumble through the storm. The more I do the more I deserve, right?
She catches on quick. Fox thinks. And me with no bargaining chips. This makes things more difficult.
Quite true. Krystal says with a smile. Im a fast learner.
But-hey!
Sorry. I dont mean to
The telepath is immediately contrite. I know its rude.
Its not that bad. He replies. Just startling. Im not used to that.
Its hard to tell if youre thinking or saying things now. She admits. I guess you dont mind.
I dont mi- never mind. Fox clams up.
She giggles. I cant help it.
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On Great Fox in Arwing Slip no. 2, one pilot is re-detailing his ship. Again.
Okay, lets get started. Falco climbs up the ladder. Now that I could actually afford some decent paint for a change Ill make you beautiful.
The Ace starts working and all you can hear is the sound of a paintbrush. Its like this for a while.
I dont know if we need four pilots on at the same time. Falco says to himself. Too many allies are liabilities, like with the Katina Defense Force and Bills team. He used to have waay too many people.
He dips the brush back into the paint and stops to think. He almost forgets he is busy doing on a ladder something before starting again.
Wolf flies with only three members now and they get things done. And well, though I wouldnt tell him that. But he dropped Pigma because he wasnt trustworthy and the worst pilot to boot. Who would we drop on this team?
He climbs down to the floor and changes paintbrushes and colors. Now he brandishes a blue brush for trim work before climbing the ladder again.
Its Foxs team and Im the Ace so that leaves Slippy and Krystal. Slips our mechanic but hes an all right pilot now. Krystals new and not so good yet but she needs time. It wouldnt be fair to drop the lady yet even though shes a serious drag in the field sometimes.
The bird takes painstaking care around the Star Fox Team emblem and pauses. Hes in deep thought.
Whether I like it or not, shes one of us. Some missions we dont need four pilots but theres no reason to have only three mission ready members. Its where our strength is.
Hey! Somebody yells into the hanger. Falco, you down there?
Yeah; what do you want, Slippy?
If you keep coating her with paint shell start slowing up on you! The mechanic laughs.
You need somethin? The A-1 aviator insists.
Peppys got an announcement. Slippy explains. When Fox and Krystal report back hell tell us.
Knowing them, thatll be awhile.
Yeah, just thought youd wanna know. The toad exits.
Back to what I was doing
The masterpiece creation continues.
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On Fichina its slow progress. Faster than before but slow, nonetheless.
Man, is that snow deep. Fox considers. I cant imagine foundering through that. Id be in past my knees.
And falling in it if my memory serves me right. Krystal replies aloud as a reminder shes still listening in on his thoughts. Its not much past my ankles so I suppose youre in luck.
Were making better time than I thought. Fox says, ignoring her comment. Well be in sight of the weather installation pretty soon.
The sooner we get there, the sooner were done here. Krystal affirms. Not too long now.
Which is good because Im-
-getting cold? The telepath finishes. I dont suppose Slippys ingenious device was made for this much area. Its probably giving out. She wraps her other arm around her passenger. I cant have you freezing though.
Fox, now firmly imprinted into the warm chest of his caretaker, says nothing. Hes content not to be numb from the sub-zero cold. Thank goodness for something. He thinks. The wind-chill may be something else but I think its worth it this time
Krystal smirks, poking around in his head. I guess he likes it. She notes to herself. And why not? For work in a blizzard conditions couldnt be better. Travel on the softest cushions and warmest place on the planet according to him. Call me the veritable lap of luxury. She sighs. Enjoy it while it lasts.
The target comes into view. Krystal steps up her pace, eager to get out of the snowstorm. But the sentry bots and guard systems make themselves known. Nothing is ever simple on a mission.
Fox, hold on tight! Krystal calls out, casting a barrier spell. Weve got company!
Understood! Fox replies, instantly alert. He puts a vice grip around her neck as she turns a sideways somersault and draws her staff.
Krystal knocks out the cannons mounted on the building with a couple of quick shots. The more mobile enemies take a bit more time to pick off but its happening. With only two more to go she whirls to face them staff at the ready only for Fox to sway with her motion and be caught by a gust of wind and flung free of her.
Wha-oh! The airborne fox yells. Aaaaahhh- But his death cry is cut short as hes stopped mid-flight. The dangling safety line around his waist found a second use and pulls tight around him to yank him back to Krystal.
Hes badly winded from the sudden aerial maneuver and wind-chill factor has bested him again and he blacks out with no fanfare.
Always getting into trouble
Krystal says to her unconscious friend, dropping her weapon. He curls into a ball at her touch as she wraps her hands around him and ducks down to avoid more attacks. This is no good
Reinforcements are not shy about advancing on her position and her shield charm is failing. I have to do something or youll
Coming to a conclusion as her protective screen comes down the telepath takes advantage of the increased décolletage of her attire and places the commanding officer down her suit front between her breasts. Its a perfect fit, leaving him snugly wedged against her midsection. Ooo, youre positively frigid already. She thinks fretfully. I had better hurry this up.
That realization spurs her to action and ground bound enemies are hit with the force of a Quake attack from her reclaimed staff. The rest are treated to an impromptu fireworks show of flame shots as she brings them down.
Now that the hard parts all done all I have to do is get inside. Krystal moves to one of the square buildings doors. Im way too tall to walk in there. If I remember right I should be able to get in the top
She climbs atop the roof.
but its sealed with a forcefield to keep the snow out. Darn it!
The towering vixen clambers back down clumsily. Checking her surroundings again reveals nothing new. She doesnt see another way.
Ill have to crawl inside. Krystal says, making her mind up. I dont know if I can but I dont have much time. She looks down at Fox, nestled in her now sizable cleavage. I know he cant last much longer out here. Ill have to try. She gets down on her hands and knees awkwardly. Im glad theres no one around to see this.
Now, bent down as low as she can get the oversize team member tries to squeeze inside the facility. What follows is a trick that any illusionist could appreciate facilitated by a mixture of finesse and force.
Alright, Ill just slide through. Krystal gets her head and shoulders in with no problem. Now, forward. Oh! She gasps as easing ahead compresses her chest between her arms. Fox! She thinks frantically. But I have to get through! She moves onward, praying she isnt crushing or suffocating him. He seems alright. The telepath decides with a quick mind scan of her occupant. Hes dreaming.
The corridor offers its share of resistance but yields as she makes her way through. Deep indentations are made by her hands and knees as she moves on. Fichina can bill me. She thinks sarcastically as her behind pushes up the ceiling every step of the way. Knocking the flimsy, at current, door aside she bursts into the control room with a gasp. It was too narrow to breathe in there! Warping the former access gate to fit back in its threshold she sits up and decides to check up on her partner. Conveniently enough he decides to wake up at this point though.
Where am I? Fox wonders hazily, amusing his savior. What happened? I dreamt I was squeezed between-never mind. He tries to clear his mind and remember.
Should I tell him now or let him figure it out? Krystal ruminates, juggling alternatives. Ill just wait. She decides, not speaking. Itll be more fun.
Krystal! Fox calls. But the sound reverberates off his mysterious prison very closely. Its somewhere tightly enclosed, I dont think she can hear me. He realizes.
Actually she had heard. It was all she could do to keep from laughing and giving herself away listening to his muffled voice through her outfit. Hed never guess
Her unintentional tabs on his thoughts verify her suspicions as he appears to remain confused.
I know I passed out during the storm. Fox recalls. Now, its all warm and comfortable. Did I land in intensive care? How long have I been out?
Its not quite expert medical attention but Im glad youre comfortable. That is worth her smile spreading a bit wider. I wonder if youll be so relaxed when you find out. She contemplates idly with an impish grin.
Why is it so dark in here? I cant figure anything out with no light. And now its hot in here too; can somebody open a window? Anybody?
Krystals bottom lip starts to quiver in anticipation and she bites it reflexively. An outburst now would completely ruin the surprise. She reminds herself. I want to see the look on his face. Itll be priceless.
Im going to stifle in here, who turned the heat up so high? Fox demands. Im getting out of here.
Sitting perfectly stationary the vixen can hardly contain herself by now. It is bizarre anguish to keep still as Fox tries to escape the confines of her battle uniform. Each pinch that serves as a hand hold causes her a sharp intake of breath while each tickle that serves as a foot hold threatens to get her into a laughing fit. Covering her mouth with one hand and holding her glowing staff with the other she watches his progress.
What the heck is this? It shouldnt be this hard to get out of bed. What the heck am I wrapped in? Fox starts to worry. Is it a body cast? Its way too tight on me. He gets head and shoulders into open air. Why is it purple?
Krystal giggles. Because its not a body cast. Its me.
What? Fox looks up at her face. But- He looks down around him. This is- She nods. I-I- He starts to stammer.
Well, I thought you were going to die of hypothermia out there. His comrade says by way of explanation. I didnt have much choice or time. But I can say I thought you would just die of embarrassment once you found out. So if you must
She smiles playfully. I really am quite sorry. She chortles softly.
I was here
this whole time? Fox asks, turning pale.
Yes, it was quite entertaining. Krystal replies. I do suppose I had little to worry about. You were actually quite hot if what you said was to be believed.
You heard what I said?
Every word. I assumed that I met your requirements for first class travel here on Fichina. You may disembark at your leisure. Krystal says in her best flight attendant impression. Thank you for traveling with Telepath Transportation Services. She gives him an award winning smile.
Fox looks around again and hes still engulfed up to his armpits betwixt her breasts and uniform. Pressing down on the pliable, soft skin goes nowhere and makes her giggle while just attempting heightens his discomfiture to a point where the roar of blood rushing in his ears is near deafening. I- He reaches a hand upward, hopefully.
Krystal shakes her head. Go on; you got this far. Shes grinning from ear to ear now. You can do it.
Completely taken aback, Fox is stunned. Having fully expected to be hoisted from his predicament he is not prepared to extricate himself. Once again realizing his location he is tempted to take her up on her offer and expire on the spot due to the sheer mortification. But, taking initiative, he decides to finish what he started. Grasping the neckline of the battle garment and kicking with his feet he is able to propel himself over the now exaggerated V cut and into the waiting hands below.
Once again thank you for your patronage and choosing the Telepath Transportation Service. We hope you will choose us in the future.
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On Great Fox everyone is gathered on the bridge.
We havent heard from Fox and Krystal yet. Peppy says. I wonder if somethings wrong.
Whats taking them so long? Slippy adds. This isnt normal. It doesnt take that much time.
It does if youre playing kissy face the whole way. Falco says with a grin. I bet thats what it is.
Slippy looks sidelong at the star aviator while the retired rabbit shrugs. The room isnt quiet for long, though. Theyve got a transmission.
Its from Fichina! Peppy says, putting it through.
Fox here. The screen clicks on and hisses some, the reception isnt the best. Weve made it to the weather control installation.
Good! Peppy replies. Any problems to report?
Um
there were several. Fox replies unsteadily, looking off-screen. Ive got something important to tell you, also.
Which is? Falco asks.
Its best said in person, believe me.
What kind of problems did you have? Slippy inquires. Everything work okay?
No. Those personal climate control things stopped working. Plus my radio wouldnt work.
With the snow and wind at record highs the signal from your communicator wouldnt get through. The engineer concurs. Its little better than a transistor radio wave frequency. What I want to know is how you got through the storm if your climate control devices stopped working. The both of you should be ice sculptures by now.
Krystal
was able to help me. Fox replies, looking off-screen again.
Where is she, by the way? Peppy asks. Is she alright?
Well, she seems to be. The leader replies slowly gazing at that spot off camera again. Say something and let the rest of the team know youre alright.
Im doing fine. Krystal says. Just dont feel like walking over to the communicator right now is all.
Thats good to hear. The old hare says, relieved. I was worried.
Right
and one more thing guys. Fox adds as an afterthought.
Whats that, boss?
When you come down to get us bring down Great Fox could you?
What? Why? Slippy is immediately suspicious.
Because I think its required at this point. The leader replies staring off camera. Definitely.
You know that takes a while, right Fox? Peppy reminds him. Are you sure?
Yeah, Im positive. Trust me on this.
If you insist, well land the ship when the storm clears.
Affirmative. Fox out.
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Back down on the ice planet Fox has just ended the transmission.
I guess theyll bring down Great Fox when were done here. He says. Youre a tad tall for an Arwing dont you think?
Perhaps. Krystal concurs. There probably isnt enough head room anymore. A shame.
Yeah. Looking around Fox notes the damaged door. How did you get in here? He asks, giving it some thought. Theres no way you couldve
Oh, there is. I thought the same thing until I did it.
Youre kidding. You fitting through there is blatantly impossible.
You can go look if you like. Krystal laughs softly. I did a little renovation. Everyone needs equal access here, dont you agree?
Fox waltzes on over and squeezes between the makeshift sheet of steel functioning as a door. After a good, long look (which lingers on the terribly misshapen ceiling) he comes to one conclusion. Thatll cost a fortune.
Im sure. Krystal nods.
Its your fault you know. The leader tells her. Trying to finagle your bubble butt in here, you should know better. He chuckles. There are some places it just cant go.
The voluptuous vixen grins back. I did manage to get it in here though. I guess I can take this place off that list.
How am I going to explain this to the Fichina counsel?
Ill handle that, dont you worry. Krystal replies. You just figure out how to fix the computer.
Right. Fox starts trying to input commands into the console. But the systems locked me out. I know Ive got the correct clearance codes. Ill have to reboot the thing all over again. He retrieves the boot disk from his pocket.
No, dont
A faint voice says.
Stop. Krystal commands.
I know it takes a while to reinitialize but its got to be done. The sooner I do it the sooner itll be back to working right. Fox reminds. Its all I can do.
Theres something else at work here. The telepath insists.
What are you talking about?
Krystal pays him no further heed and walks across the room to the main terminal. Lightly pushing Fox aside, who is completely clueless, she removes an access panel to the machine and reaches inside with a hand the size of a cookie sheet. It was you, wasnt it? She whispers, withdrawing her hand. A small aparoid is perched atop it.
An aparoid! Fox exclaims, drawing his blaster. Krystal that things dangerous! Put it down! His command falls on deaf ears though.
Yes. The weak voice replies. I am lucky you can hear me. I shall alert the others. We shall come for you, my Queen.
Drop the aparoid!
What? Krystal is surprised. Im not-hey! The mechanical insect explodes as Fox hits it with a charge shot. She glares at him angrily.
It was just an aparoid
Fox looks uncomfortable all of the sudden.
Hes right, what do I have to be angry about? The telepath remembers. What came over me? Unless
Ill just run the system re-launch now, if thats okay with you. The boss says slowly. The sooner it starts, the sooner its done.
You shouldnt have to, anymore. Krystal states. That aparoid was the reason you were locked out. It was logged on and giving faulty commands. Try it again.
Okay
Fox doesnt seem to buy it but doesnt want to bother her so he tries anyway. The system comes up with him giving commands as normal. In seconds the storm dies out. You were right. How did you know?
What am I supposed to say? Krystal wonders idly. It told me? I couldnt understand aparoids this well before, what am I becoming?
You know the answer to that.
No! You get out of my mind!
Only a matter of time, now
Krystal! Fox yells. Can you hear me?
Huh? Yes, Fox. She replies, shaking her head to clear it.
Like you zoned out for a moment there
do you remember how you figured that out?
just a feeling I had. Krystal shrugs noncommittally. It may have been luck.
Oh. It was a good call though. You just saved us a lot of time. Fox sits down. Now, we wait.
This gives them both some needed time to think. The days events are more than a little unusual.
Its like I dont know myself anymore. Krystal ponders. Is it really going to take over me? I dont want- cant let that happen but how can I stop it? For an instant I actually wanted to destroy Fox. How can that be? She pauses for a moment and considers it. It cant be.
Fox is on a similar wavelength, worrying about his teammate. Krystals been really distant. Somethings always on her mind. Being a telepath must be really hard. He contemplates. If its about what she told me before then I dont know. I dont know how to stop her, reverse it and I refuse to hurt her. He looks up at his massive female friend. Shes too pretty to hurt anyway. I like her way too much to do that. He shakes his head. I just dont have the heart. So I guess well have to wait and see. He sighs. Now if I could only think of an excuse for her to hold me again
Hands encircle his midsection before he completes the thought.
?
You dont need an excuse for that. Krystal whispers, picking him up. Ill do it anytime you want. She hugs him tight. As long as you like, I promise. She punctuates her last statement with a kiss to the top of his head.
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On Great Fox the entire crew has just landed the massive vessel.
We brought her down just like he asked. Peppy says. I wonder what for, though.
Ive got a lot of questions for him myself. Slippy mentions. Just wait until he gets here.
Um, no. Falco says decisively. Im asking now. Might as well, since were here. He activates his headset. Falco to Fox, come in. He pauses. Why did we have to land this thing, again? He listens for a couple of seconds. Alright, but this had better be good. He disconnects.
What did he say? Peppy asks.
Whats the big idea? Slippy demands. There had better be a good reason I had to go through all the trouble of landing this thing.
He didnt exactly say. Falco replies. He just said come outside.
Donning equipment appropriate to the weather the rest of the team disembarks from their home vessel. Fox meets them out in the snow.
Well, we landed her like you wanted. Peppy says. Mind telling us why?
Ah
Fox begins.
This should be good. Falco chuckles.
Ive got to hear this one. Slippy agrees.
Team leader sighs.
just follow me. He heads back inside the building. His team proceeds after him warily.
Whats all this about? The Ace asks, keeping pace.
Youll see. The squadron leader walks into the control room.
Oh really? The raptor is close behind. Youre right, I do understand.
I certainly dont hear a lot of commotion. Peppy calls, walking at a leisurely pace. Was landing and coming down here necessary? He walks in. Well, thats something you dont see every day.
An understatement if I ever heard one. Falco affirms. Ill admit it was worth the trouble.
Ill be the judge of that! Slippy yells, having lagged pretty far behind over layering himself with winter clothes. Whatever youre talking about had better merit me landing Great Fox, finding my winter coat, and walking all the way here wearing all this. He pants. In the cold, no less.
Trust me, Slip. It is. The bird shakes his head. I cant believe this.
Believe what? The mechanic finally arrives. I dont see- hachi machi! His amphibian eyeballs nearly fall off his head.
Krystal smiles shyly down at them from her sitting position against the wall. Hello to you too, Slippy.
The sound of her voice triggers the moment of initial shock. The mouths of the parties present drop open in synch and brains start processing. Their captain just waits, having already been through it. Best explained in person, as I said before. He thinks to himself.
Cant call you doll anymore, thats for sure. Falco thinks.
This sure does trump my announcement. Peppy chuckles inwardly.
I shall not doubt Fox again. Slippy reflects in awe.
Krystal continues smiling. Their thoughts actually were a bit funny to her. She was on the verge of replying when hit with another wave of cognition from her companions. The telepath decides to stop and wait her turn.
She probably wont be flying anymore. Falco considers.
How are we supposed to support her? Peppy wonders.
Where will she sleep? Slippy queries of himself.
The psychics grin fades a bit. We can find a way, right? She thinks hopefully. But now she has doubts. Pragmatism has done its work. She is less than happy.
Fox picks up on her apprehension immediately. Krystal- But his words are no match for the speed of the mind.
Which isnt a bad thing really. Falco concludes. Definitely dead weight a lot of the time anyway.
The whole operation wont last too much longer like this. The old hare closes his eyes and shakes his head silently.
Theres no way well be able to find accommodations for her! There isnt a place shell fit and be comfortable! Slippy exclaims in his head. Shell ruin everything!
You have a place with my family. Theyll take care of you.
-are you alright? Fox finishes.
No! Krystal interjects.
Whats wrong?
Just leave! All of you! She stands and gestures toward the exit. I dont want to hear anymore!
But we didnt say anything
Peppy says slowly.
Out! The room shudders with the force of her shout as she stares down at them, more than a bit miffed.
If thats what you want, doll. Falco says, backing away. You dont have to tell me twice. Everyone else files out behind him.
You, stay. She calls to Fox, who was last in the procession.
He stops. Im here for you.
I know.
What happened? Fox asks, turning around.
It was their thoughts. They were so mean
I cant help it. Krystal almost wants to cry. They-
Shh. Its okay. He is fast by her side. Calm down. He strokes her consolingly.
How will I eat? Where? I cant even help-
Dont worry. Itll be okay. Fox says softly. Suddenly hes yanked from the floor.
Really? But how? The enormous flustered girl persists, constricting her confidant.
Ill take care of it. I promise. His fur becomes wet with her tears. I wont let anything happen to you.
You dont know what that means to me right now. She squeezes him tight. I-
Hush. Fox commands kindly. Ill take care of everything. He says again, gasping a bit as her embrace becomes tighter than comfort allows. Its okay.
So for a while he consoles her. All the way up to when his outfit is soaked through with salt water and shes done sobbing. Most of it is done in silence as she pops in and out of his mind sporadically. She explores it through and through unintentionally. The link between them so deep that for the time being there was no need for words and his presence alone was enough to ground her. They were content to remain that way until it was time to depart.
True to his word, Fox took care of it. He made space in the bottom hold below the Arwing hangars that would serve as a temporary place to sleep. He arranged for a visit to Corneria the very next day for food and drink as well as appointments with the best medical professionals in the Lylat system. After accomplishing all this he has one more thing to do and thats explain it all to her.
Krystal, Ive got good news. Fox calls, entering her provisional quarters. I called in a few favors and- A familiar tingling occurs between his ears. -I wanted to tell you myself. He finishes with a wry half-smile.
The telepath smiles wanly back at him, leaning on a wall of the storage area, and shrugs. Im sorry. But I so love good news. She sighs. I cant thank you enough for all of this.
You dont have to. A captains duty is to his crew.
Still
Never mind it. He looks around. Making yourself at home? He says, noting the arrangement of things. He had brought down all the extra bed setting and pillows he could find and they were neatly arranged in the center of the room. Several heavy boxes of parts had been moved as well to make more space and her staff was leaning against the doorway glowing warmly and giving the place a more personal look. Good job.
I may as well, right?
The boss nods and looks at his watch. Youd better rest up. Youve got a lot to do tomorrow so youll be up early. He says curtly.
Yes, sir. Krystal replies softly. Good night, Fox. She stretches out on her makeshift bed composed of all the extra linen on Great Fox and closes her eyes.
Good night.
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On the bridge the remainder of Star Fox is assembled.
Tomorrow we make the trip to Corneria. Fox says. Anyone have any remarks?
So, youll let me off there? Peppy asks. I decided to take a job as tactician for the General. I talked it over with these two earlier and they think they can manage without me for a little bit. Is it alright with you?
Fox contemplates a moment. Well if youre up to it then go. We could use the extra money. He looks around. Anything else?
Well
Slippy begins slowly.
How did the lab results go on the pieces of that rock? Fox interrupts. Thats been bothering me.
I still dont have a match to its composition, the tests are inconclusive. The technician replies. But I had a question
Okay. What is it?
I was wondering
The toad hedges.
never mind. Its not-
What Slippy over there wants to know is what you are doing about the doll in the hold. Falco says without preamble. Im curious too; is she staying, going, what?
Tomorrow, we go get her something to eat and visit some specialists. The leader replies. Were getting to the bottom of this.
Thats all well and good but how much is this gonna cost? Shes probably got a healthy appetite and doctors aint cheap.
No, they are not. Fox turns to his advisor. Peppy, lets take a look at the numbers you ran.
After we called everybody we knew we found some experts who would take this job. The hare starts. Since weve done favors for them in the past theyll give us both food and service at a discount. The video screen pops on. The first row is projected medical costs and the second is for food. The last line is totals of the first two with tax added in.
The last line is what were looking to pay? Falco asks, just to be sure.
Yep.
The expert flyboy looks at the screen and figures. He starts counting on his digits then stops. This is at a discount?
Yes.
Im not seeing it.
I dont think we have that kind of money to spare. Slippy adds. We dont make that much
Yes, we do. Fox insists. We just have to try.
Not unless you plan on selling her Arwing for this! The bird screeches. You must be nuts!
Thats exactly the kind of attitude we dont need. Pipe down. Fox commands.
You cant be serious! These numbers are for one day? You didnt make that much saving Sauria!
Keep it down. She doesnt need all this negativity.
Doesnt need? What doesnt she need? Shes needs every penny anybodys got around here and doesnt want to hear it? Thats rich!
Be quiet!
Id have to sell my copyright to the Landmaster tank for that kind of cash
Slippy mumbles.
and I could still be short.
Shes one of us!
We could buy an actual pilot for this kind of money!
Falco
Fox seethes.
Oh, Im sorry, did I offend you? Falco asks in a proper falsetto voice. Is Krystal listening? Are her feelings hurt? Well I can think what I damn well please! The Ace turns to leave. Now, if youll excuse me, I have to go see if I can sell my extra cans of paint for something to contribute to the cause. He storms out.
What am I supposed to do? Nothing?! Fox demands.
I dont know. But one option is way cheaper than the other. Slippy says, shaking his head. Beakheads got one thing right; were in deep. He leaves.
Well just have to see how it pans out tomorrow. Peppy states. Stay positive, Fox.
Right. He sighs. Ill do what I can. They both depart for their quarters.
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Below the hangar Krystal is quite upset. She was privy to the entirety of the loud exchange on the bridge thanks to her increased powers and is in tears again.
Its that expensive? The vixen is taken aback. Maybe Falcos right; I should just quit so they could get a real pilot in here thats not such a burden
She wipes her eyes. Even Peppy and Slippy dont know what to do; only Fox thinks Im worth keeping around. He always sticks up for me
but even he was surprised at what it all came to.
The lights go dim, leaving Krystal in the semi darkness. She lies down on the crude excuse for a bed and continues thinking morosely.
Fox didnt find out until Peppy told him. The telepath realizes. He must not have wanted me to know when he came to tell me. He even tried to keep Falco quiet so I wouldnt worry
but he cant protect me from everything. She sighs. And hes trying so hard too. I dont feel worth the trouble. She closes her eyes. Some way something has to happen tomorrow
She mumbles, falling asleep with the staff fading out. Soon enough shes dreaming.
Now Krystal is on Sauria, sitting on a hill watching a sunset. Fox is beside her, holding one of her fingers. Ive been meaning to make him do this
She thinks to herself. We hardly spend any time alone together.
Her would-be boyfriend is just sitting there. He looks like hes got something to say but doesnt speak. Krystal has to resist probing his mind even though curiosity is really badgering her and its quite difficult. Though one thing she can pick up on without prying is that hes happy to be there with her. He squeezes her hand and she can almost actually feel his grip tighten.
Hes so shy. It doesnt take much to embarrass him. She considers. Especially when its just the two of us. I wont push him. She decides, not picking him up though the urge has made itself known.
It looks like Fox has gathered his resolve. He turns to her and their eyes meet. This time shes sure hes going to say something. He closes his eyes and sighs. Krystal
She gazes all the more intently down at him. I-what in the world?
From out of nowhere comes an aparoid. It scampers about behind Fox and comes right at her. Then another comes from out of the sky. It drops down nearby. Followed by two more that come from behind her and stand. In no time at all the entire place is teeming with them.
? Krystal is puzzled. Before she can question it the scenery changes. What
Aparoids! Fox yells, drawing his blaster.
weve come for you
follow us
Sound the alarm! Fox bellows into his communicator. Were under attack! He starts firing on the enemies.
Fox! Whats the big deal? Comes over his headset. Im trying to sleep! Falco says grumpily.
Weve been infiltrated! I need help!
Krystal simply watches it all unfold. Soon Slippy, Falco, and Peppy are all on the scene. She gazes down at them with a strange sense of detachment. What is all this? This dream doesnt make sense
She thinks to herself. Those voices
its all for you
well save you
Slippy! Where are the weapons? Fox shouts.
The armorys locked! The mechanic yelps. Weve been hacked, I cant open it!
What kind of crap is that? Falco demands. We cant win this with just blasters!
There cant be this many left! Peppy claims. Even if we didnt take care of them all! Howd they get in here?
It doesnt matter; weve got to get them out of here! The leader replies. Now!
Thats Fox for you, strong no matter what. Krystal thinks absently, delving into his thoughts.
Whatever they came for theyre not getting it. I dont care- Krystal stand back!
The telepath steps back a couple paces, she had wandered towards the combat by mistake. Though it didnt seem important since neither side seemed interested in attacking her. I cant even help them now
True enough the place wasnt really tall enough to stand in, much less wield her staff. Im useless. She concludes, watching the heated battle at her feet.
we adore you
Krystal, get down would you? The Ace requests. I cant shoot through ya! She nods and crouches but his thoughts arent lost on her. Such a drag, just like always. The bird notes to himself. Like a darn anchor. Holding me back, in my way
we admire you
Weve got to regroup! Slippy interjects. Move towards me so we can stand together! She nods dumbly and approaches. His apprehension at her movement in his direction is apparent and she peruses his brain as well. We might not be able to win this. If we knew what they wanted we could surrender it if it wasnt too vital
The toad cogitates.
They want me
The purple fox reflects. Maybe I should give up
youre everything to us
Slippy, go blow down the armory door with these mines! Peppy commands, once they huddle. Its our only chance! While inside his mind hes already considered the likely endings. If this doesnt work were done for. Were not going to last
theres too many of them.
I dont want them to get hurt because of me
Krystal thinks, sadly. They cant win. The battles pitch reaches a new high and her allies are pushed even further back. Shelter is starting to minimize from the intense firefight and their barrier devices are failing. It has to stop.
we need you
I should just go.
we need you
They need me
Krystal! Fox yells, seeing her step over them all toward the enemy. Krystal, wait!
Its okay. Youll be here when I wake up, right? The enormous girl asks.
Stop! Dont you see? You are awake!
Krystal pays ignores him and climbs up into the hangar via a brand new entrance she just had the pleasure of making with her bare hands. If it will end this, Ill do it. She walks over to her slip. A large, pod shaped craft is there behind her Arwing. It opens on her approach.
come with us
Krystal, dont go! Fox screams flying through the hole in the floor with his jet pack. Please! He runs toward her.
Dont worry; its for the best
She says, holding him back with one hand while boarding the ship. His thoughts drift towards her as the hatch closes.
Nononononononono
Its better this way
The craft takes off and the dream fades away.
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In the morning on the bridge of Great Fox Star Fox is gathered.
So, tell me again what happened last night? Falco asks. Im missing something.
I went down to check on Krystal in the hold. I thought she was crying so I went. I sat with her a while and held her hand-
Ooo, isnt that sweet?
Shut your beak. Slippy interrupts.
-until the aparoids came. I saw one and sounded the alarm. By the time Id raised you all the place had already been overrun.
When I got there I saw that wed been hacked. Slippy says. The armory was locked and I couldnt open it and the Arwing slips were locked. Only Krystals was open and I couldnt close it back. Thats how they got in.
By the time we started fighting wed already almost lost. Peppy adds. When I sent Slippy for the weapons I was about sure it wouldnt make a difference.
When I finally blew the armory door they had gone. Slippy mentions. A waste of a good door.
Krystal went with them. She climbed into the hanger and left in a strange ship they had docked there. Fox concludes. There was nothing I could do.
There was nothing anybody coulda did. Falco reminds. Was it me or was she acting kind of strange? All parties nod. Thought it was just me.
They mustve wanted her. Slippy deduces. She was their objective; when they got her they pulled back.
Wonder why that was? Peppy muses. Must need her for something.
Ill bet its tied to dollfaces growth spurt. Falco assumes.
Fox sighs. Youre all right. Ive got something else to tell you that you should know. And we may be too late
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
Where most of the gentle material lies is in this chapter.