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"So, ma parents are fine wit me stayin," Toby said, dropping gracefully to sit cross legged on the floor before starting to make a sandwich, "but I'm gonna need ta go back ta school tonight."

"What for?" Mike asked, grabbing a soda from the box, "Your stuff'll still be there tomorrow, and you can live without your phone for one night."

"Don't be too sure of dat," the parrot replied, "I'm da one in charge of locking up before I leave after da games. As you can probably guess, I was a little distracted dis evening."

"Yeah, I'll bet. So the school is unlocked?"

"Not da whole school. Just da door next to da locker rooms, but da gym doors ain't da strongest in da world. Dey won't keep out anybody dat really wants to get in."

"Right. Sun's gone down by this point, but it's a short enough walk, so we should be able to get there and back before bunny boy here wakes up."

"Umm..." Rio cut in nervously, "Speaking of which, should he be turning blue?"

Toby's head snapped up and he rolled acrossed the floor to get a better look at the injured cub, but the tension in his muscles drained almost as soon as he got close.

"Dat's just da bruises changin colors. Deeper den I taut to be dat color already, but notin' big, I don' tink."

"Looks like it hurts like a son of a bitch though," Mike noted, "Anything we can do to help him out a bit?"

"Yeah, now dat you mention it," the parrot got to his feet and headed back to the kitchen, "Grab me towel."

"Got it." Rio sprang up and sprinted down the hall a bit bow legged, blushing as Mike started laughing. Returning with an old bath towel, he spun it up and snapped it at the giggling bear cub.

"I don't think I've ever seen you move like that." Mike chuckled, trying in vain to defend himself from the tiger's assault.

"Hey, shut up man!" Rio whispered back, grinning in spite of himself, "It's not easy running with this much padding between my legs."

"Where in da name of da light did your parents find purple potatoes?" Toby inquired, looking curiously at one of the bags of frozen vegetable he was carrying back.

"Online shopping man," Rio replied, glaring at Mike in an attempt to make him stop giggling, "They buy all sorts of strange stuff."

"Dey any good?" Taking the towel and laying it acrossed the rabbit's chest, Toby gently placing the frozen veggies on top of the major bruises. The stricken cub shifted and shivered a bit as the coldness hit him, but settled back into sleep.

"No idea, they haven't convinced me to try them yet."

"Can't blame ya." Mike put in, finally supressing his humour, "We gonna go grab your stuff?"

"We?"

"Yeah, if fuzzbutt here was getting picked on as hardcore as you say and you interupted it, do you really think that I'm gonna let you head back to the scene of the crime by yourself after dark?"

"He's got a point you know." Rio put in, rummaging around in the end table and coming up with a pen and paper, "Safety in numbers. Specially since if trouble does start, they're gonna be ready for you."

"So, we're all going den?'"

"Yeah, that was the plan. We'll be back in no time." Mike said, walking over and grabbing his sandles from the basket.

"Wat happens if he wakes up before den?" Toby asked, motioning to their charge.

"Well," Rio replied, carefully placing the notepad away from the veggies, but stll on the rabbit's chest, "That note has my name and number, plus my address, as well as a brief explanation of the situation."

" 'You got beat up, den passed out. We had to lock da doors, but we'll be back soon, please don' squash da vegetables.' " The parrot chuckled and shook his head, "Brief was right."

"Right then, just let me grab my phone and I'll be ready to go." Rio stood back up and trotted to the stair case before bounding up three steps at a time, causing Mike to start giggling again at the slight waddle in his movements.

"Hey, is he alright?" Toby asked, "He's movin' a bit funny."

"Y-y-yeah, he's just a bit.... 'stretched out'." the bear cub replied, barely getting the words out through his giggling.

"Stretched out?" Toby asked, slightly confused.

"Yeah. Ha, it's a... a ha, a... 'long' story..... b-b-but, you could say we were w-w-working up a sweat and he ended up.... 'p-p-pulling something'!" Falling back against the wall, he slid down to the floor and fell over, giggling uncontrollably.

Having transfered his phone, wallet, and house keys into his baggiest pair of jeans, Rio belted them over his teddy bear diaper and jogged back down the stair case. Dropping down next to Mike to put on his shoes, the muffled, crinkley plopping noise as his rump hit the floor caused the bear to dissolve back into laughter.

"Dat boy has lost his mind." Toby nodded, heading towards the door and patting Mike on the head on the way past, "But we love him anyway."

"I'm not insane," Mike retorted, taking Rio's outstretched hand and hauling himself to his feet.

"Naw," the tiger cub agreed. As Mike got to his feet he reached forward, sliding his free paw down the front of the bear's shorts and giving the tool a brief squeeze before grinning and walking past him, "Just easily amused."

"You can say dat again," Toby nodded, Rio's actions having been shielded from him by the bear's own body, "Now, let's go."

Mike, slightly shellshocked by his friend's forwardness, shook off the surprise and nodded, the three heading out the door.

The sun had just disappeared over the horizon when Toby first arrived, so by the time the trio had walked the mile and a half to the school, full darkness had fallen and their elementary was shrouded in shadow.

"Wow... look a lot bigger at night." Mike noted, as they walked around to the back entrance.

"Yeah, creepier too." Rio agreed, "So, what's the plan then? Head in, grab your stuff, lock the doors and go home?"

"Not dat simple. I'm gonna grab my kit, but den we have to make sure dat dere's nobody else in da school."

"Right. So first thing's first," Mike replied, carefully approaching the slightly ajar outer door, "Me and Rio will scout it out and let you know if anything's out of place."

"Yeah, dat makes sense," Toby nodded, "You two can see better den I can. In da dark, anyway."

"Exactly, so hold back a bit and we'll get this done."

Peering through the door, Mike looked around for a few seconds before slipping through and crouch-walking towards the door to the boys locker room. Stepping inside the door, Rio paused briefly to slip off his shoes before silently padding past Mike and disappearing into the girls locker room. Having soflty closed the door behind him, Toby crouched next to it and waited, tilting his head this way and that to catch any strange sounds. Several long seconds later, Mike and Rio snuck back into view.

"Boy's is clear."

"Likewise for the girl's, looks like nobody's here."

"We don' know dat yet." Stepping past his friends, the parrot headed for his locker and spun the lock. After checking his locker, he packed the rest of his stuff up and secured his locker before dropping his backpack next to the outer doors and locking them up.

"Okay, not finished yet." Mike said, slightly confused, "May I ask why not?"

"Because," Toby replied, pointing to the door at the other end of the hallway that was standing wide open, "I know I closed dat door."

"Well. Let's go hunting then." Grinned Rio, eyes glowing in the darkness.

"You two go and check it out." Toby said, croucing next to the door and peeing uneasily into the near pitch blackness, "Dey tink dis is dere way out, if dey are still here, dey'll need to get past me."

Seeing the uneasyness in his friend's eyes, Mike nodded.

"Good idea, ambush tactics for the win." Lightly tapping Rio's arm, he nodded towards the door, "That door leads to the gym, right?"

"Yeah, I think," Rio nodded, "and there's one door on the other side that goes to the main hallway. After that, this part of the school is a big loop right? You go left, I'll go right, we'll meet at the other end."

"Right," the bear nodded, "Check the classroom doors too, make sure none of them are open."

"Da rest of da school should be fine," Toby added, "I don't have a key for da main hall, so I know dat one is closed."

"Okay, so let's do this."

Moving as quietly as possible, the two cubs crossed the hallway and stepped into the darkened gym. Though no bigger then normal, the shadows clinging to the corners and the tops of the bleachers made the familiar room appear cavernous and somehow menacing. Rio paused for a second after crossing the threshold and squeezed his eyes tight shut for a few seconds, maxing out his low light vision, then motioned to split up. Mike nodded and headed towards the stairs on the visiting bleachers, Rio headed right, ears perked up and twitching at each of his friend's stealthy footsteps. Halfway up the stairs, he cut across the benches, casting his eyes up and down to make sure nobody hid within the shadows. Reaching the far end, he crept back down the stairs and waited for Mike to join him. The bear arrived a few seconds later and nodded towards the door to the main building, which was also wide open. Rio turned to head to the right, but Mike grabbed his shirt and pulled him around into a tender kiss. Rio quickly got over his surprise and wrapped his arms around his friend, hugging him tight as their tongues danced and the front of his diaper got steadily more snug. After about a minute that felt like an eternity, Rio pulled back.

"Not that I mind," he smiled, reaching down his pants to adjust himself, "But aren't we in the middle of a mission?"

"I can't smell anything near us, so I figured I might as well take advantage of the darkness," the bear grinned, "Besides, when are we ever gonna get a chance to do that here again?"

"Good point," Rio chuckled, giving the bear cub a playful push, "Now go away, you're distracting me."

With a salute, Mike turned and trotted off down the hall, checking every door he passed. Shaking his head with a smile, Rio turned and did the same, checking doors and pausing to see if he could hear anything inside. Moving quickly but efficiently, he covered his half of the hallway in a few minutes without finding anything. Rounding the far corner, he saw Mike walking back and forth from door to door, snout in the air, using his nose where Rio had used his ears. He reached the middle of the hall and paused in front of the bathrooms, the muffled sound of running water barely audible within. A massive stain covered the carpet nearly acrossed the entire hall, and a strong chemical smell assaulted his nostrils. Mike reached him a few seconds later already clamping his paws over his nose. Tapping his chest, Rio pointed towards the boy's bathroom. Mike nodded and pushed open the girl's. Stepping into the bathroom, Rio set off the motion sensor in the ceiling and the room was suddenly flooded with bright flourescent light. Barely stiffling a pained yelp as the glaring light stabbed into his eyes, he dropped into a crouch and brought his hands up to his tightly clamped eyelids, waiting for the pain to subside. Several minutes later, he straightened and, still blinking rapidly, glared up at the blinking green light. Muttering under his breath, he surveyed the room. The door to the small supply cabinet stood open, revealing empty shelves, the contents therein having been used to trash the bathroom. The wall length counter, as well as the mirror above it, were smeared all over with hand soap, and each sink and urinal were packed to the brim with sopping wet toilet paper. The middle of the floor hosted the room's compliment of paper towels, heaped into a pile and soaked through with a dark yellow liquid. As the unmistakable smell of piss filled his nostrils, he found himself smiling. He inhaled deeply, mind traveling back to events earlier that evening, and soon his cubhood was rock solid in his jeans. The muffled squeak of the girl's room door brought him back to his senses, and he peeked into the stalls to find that the toilets had suffered the same fate as the urinals. Shaking his head, and flipping off the sensor for good measure, he held his eyes shut for a full count of sixty before stepping out into the hall. Mike stood next to the door of the girl's room and nodded to him as he exited.

"Same in there?"

"Yeah, completely trashed. Good thing they only had to pee, I wouldn't have wanted to walk into that." Noticing the bear's wince, he groaned, "You're kidding."

"Wish I was. It's gonna take forever for the janitor to clean that up."

"Specially since I think we're standing in his cleaning stuff." The tiger noted, flexing his hind claws and regretting his choice to take of his shoes.

"Well, they can't have been gone for too long," Mike said, "All the paper is still soaked."

"Think we missed them?"

"Maybe, my nose was useless the past twenty feet or so, whetever is in the carpet is strong stuff."

"Well, I guess-" Rio's reply was cut off by a piercing cry that could only be Toby echoing down the hall. Sparing barely a moment to share a startled glance, they both tore off down the hall to aid their friend. Rounding the corner into the gym they saw the parrot in full combat mode. He was standing with wings flared wide, the feathers on his torso ruffled up, fully blocking the opposing door. Standing in front of the parrot, backs to the two new arrivals, stood a trio of older cubs, a matching pair of huskies and a stag, all clad in complete black clothing.

"That was VERY loud...." Complained one of the huskies, paws clamped over his ears.

"And echoey." Added his twin, in a similar state of discomfort.

"You are interupting our fun again, little birdy," the stag said, seemingly ignoring his cohorts, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kick your ass."

"Only one?" Toby replied, glancing past the trio to see his friends conversing in whispers as they creeped up behind them, "Well, I knocked ya outta da fight wid one punch last time, does dat count as a reason?"

"Why you cocky little shit," the lead bully took a menacing step forward, "That was a lucky shot. Me and the boys are ready for you this time, and you are going to get hurt."

"You and da boys? Wat boys, da ones on da ground?"

"What're you talking ab-" The rest of the stag's question was cut short by an almost perfectly synchronized pair of pained cries. Mike and Rio had reached the huskies and, having agreed on a battle plan, both stood up and slugged the husky in front of them between the shoulder blades. Wind knocked out of them, the twin dogs sank to the floor, gasping for breath. The stag finished his turn, eyes widening just in time to ge bowled over by a double body tackle. Scrambling to their feet before the stag could get back to his, Mike and Rio bolted towards their friend. As they reached him, Rio grabbed his arm and started pulling him towards the exit as Mike closed the gym door and braced his feet.

"Wat're ya doin?" Toby complained, trying to pull free, "Let me go back and deal wid him."

"Trust me," Rio replied, looking over his shoulder as Mike was rocked on his feet, the door nearly being pulled open, "Now hurry up and unlock the door."

Still not entirely sure about the plan, Toby picked up speed and unlocked the exit door as Mike was almost hauled into the gym. Seeing that the escape route was clear he waited, letting go just as his adversary yanked on the door again, the sudden lack of resistance causing the stag to splutter in surprise and fall on his ass. Sprinting towards safety, Mike sped past his friends and into the cool night air, turning to put his shoulder next to Rio's and hold the exit door closed against the stag as Toby locked him and his canine companions in for the night. The irate bully kicked and shouted, but the door didn't budge, so he glared once more before turning to walk deeper into the school, presumably for another way out.

"You have your assistant coach's number, right?" Rio asked Toby.

"Ya, but I don' see why-"

"Give him a call. What do you think would happen if you told him that you forgot a text book or something, so you came back to get it and thought you saw people walking around inside and the bathroom lights on?"

"He works for da sherrif when he's not coachin', so he'd probably tell me ta go home, den come and look around, which would let dem out. Why all da trouble to lock dem in, just ta let dem out an hour later?"

"Because, my fine, feathered, friend," Mike put in, "Once he sees what they did to the bathrooms, they are going to be in a world of trouble."

"Do I wanna know what dey did to da bat'rooms?"

"Nope, you most certainly do not." Rio replied, pulling his phone out and noticing several missed calls from an unknown number, "Looks like our friend is awake. Much as I'd love to see this play out, we gotta go. Hey, you're alot faster then we are, and he already knows you, wanna fly ahead and make sure he isn't breaking anything?" The tiger cub held out his kouse key and Toby accepted with a nod.

"I got dis. See you soon." The parrot slipped the key into his backpack and pulled his headphones out. Socketing them into his phone, he dialed the assistant coach and then got a running start before taking off.

"Well, let's go then." Mike shrugged, starting off down the path. This time it was his turn to be spun around by his shoulder. Rio took ahold of his head in both hands and began licking him, starting from the base of his neck and slowly dragging his tongue up the side of his face to his hair line. Mike's breath quickened, and after both sides of his face were dampened, he pushed back a bit.

"Woah, dude," he chuckled shakily, "I like it, but where did that come from?"

"It's your fault. The second I saw that the morons in there had pissed all over the bathroom I remembered the... stuff we did earlier and my dongle's been so hard since that I'm almost worried it's gonna fall off or something."

"Really? Wow..." The bear grinned from ear to ear, "Well, I don't have to pee right now, but there is definatly something else I could help you with."

He grabbed Rio's hand and pulled him down off the sidewalk and back behind the bushes that grew along the edge of the building. The bushes were just high enough that if the cubs crouched they wouldn't be seen from the road, and the angle of the window ledges shielded them from observers from above. Mike gently pushed Rio down onto all fours and undid his belt before sliding his jeans to his knees, pausing for a moment to appreciate the sight of his diaper covered rump, before undoing the tapes and laying it out underneath him. Leaning down, Mike moved Rio's tail out of the way and stuck his tongue out, softly licking at the tiger's tailhole. Rio gasped as he felt the wet, slimy, warmth slide over him, and his elbows buckled, dropping him face first into the dirt. The unavoidable consequence of this was that the tiger's rear was now thrust up in the ready position.

"Well," Mike chuckled, "I know you didn't mean to do that, but I accept the offer anyway." The bear cub released his own rock hard tool from his cargo shorts and spit into his palm, running his hand up and down his length before lining himself up. "You ready, buddy?" He whispered in Rio's ear, getting an enthusiastic nod in response. True to his word Mike didn't need another invite, and pushed his weight forward, slowly sliding his spit slicked cock deeper into his best friend's tail hole. Rio sucked in his breath in a long shuddering gasp as he felt Mike's dick penatrate him for the second time that night. As soon as the bear was socketed hilt deep, Rio started rocking forward on his hands and knees, the fourth grade tiger fucking himself hard and deep on the bear cock in his ass as he knelt in the bushes behind his elementary school, his pink little dicklett bouncing up and down in the night air. With a sly grin, Mike reached around, placing his hand over Rio's mouth, and angled his hips up, causing the tip of his cock to jab the young tiger's prostate. Rio immediately rammed his hips back as hard as he could, the explosion of sensations sending him into the second orgasm of his life, his cock twitching and pulsing, depositing another load of his water cum into the depths of the diaper. Barely holding on himself, Mike let his friend ride it out before unsheathing his sword and refastening the tiger's diaper.

"Th- thanks..." Rio panted, rolling in place to face his friend, "Why didn't you shoot in me though?"

"Cause," Mike grinned, "I wanna teach you a new trick. Sit up and open your mouth."

With absolutley no hesitation, the tiger did as asked, propping himself up with his arms behind him and opening his mouth wide, pink tounge lolling out to glisten in the moonlight.

"Great. Now this is real easy, just keep moving your tongue and watch your teeth." He plopped his stiffy on Rio's outstretched tongue and grabbed the tiger's ears, gently pulling his head forward until his belly fur was tickling his friend's nose, then slowly starting to buck his hips. At just over three inches, Mike's tool was big enough to fill the young tiger's mouth, but not long enough to impede his breathing, so Mike pushed in as far as he could before pulling back out again. After a few seconds of getting used to the feeling of a dick in his mouth, Rio started bobbing his head in time to the gentle tugs on his ears, his slightly rough tongue gently caressing the underside of the bear's tool. After a several minutes of face fucking his friend, Mike looked down and saw his friend looking back at him, lips stretched around his lenght, and couldn't hold on any longer. Pulling out so just the tip of his penis was resting on Rio's tongue Mike came hard, shooting several ropes of hot cream into the tiger's mouth. Somewhat expecting something like this, Rio had mentally prepared for something to shoot into his mouth, what he didn't expect was that he would actually like the taste of the salty, slimey, jizz pumping out of his friend's cock. Panting now himself, Mike pulled his dripping cock from between Rio's lips and helped him stand. Dropping back down briefly to pull his jeans back up, the tiger followed his friend out from behind the bushes and back onto the sidewalk. Looking back over his shoulder, he waved at the three faces framed in the small windows of the door before jogging to catch up to his Mike. Fifteen minutes of comfortable silence passed, inturrupted by Rio's sudden chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Mike asked.

"I guess you were right."

"About what?"

"About what you said earlier." Rio grinned, grabbing his own crotch, " You can never tell what people are going to be into."

Mike laughed, then cheered as he saw a cop car cruise down the road to the school, going just over the speed limit.