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Richard, an emerald wolf, points at his freind, "I told you not to mention my real name!" He yells and growls at his young blue fox freind. "And with that..., I shall destroy you!"Zack screams, runs, and hides under some near by boxes. "I didn't do it!!" The fox shivers, and gulps."Well, two can play at that game, Zack!" Zack growls, "fine! If that's the way you want to play," the fox gravefully stands up, brushing the dirt off his shirt. "I'll pull my pants down," he smirks. The wolf, knowing that Zack was serious, stands back, "Now, now...," he replied, ears drooping. "Don't take things seriously... let go of your pants right now... Gently... Gently..." Zack lays back and lets his tail, acting like a third hand, loosen his pants and keeps them up for the time being. fox maniacally laughs, feeling the breeze rush down, and happily sighs. Shocked, the wolf calls grabs his cell, "this is Richard, requesting immediate back-up! We have a serious pants situion here, over." The team ackknowldges the transmission and looks at Zack with a big smile. Zack, tilting his head, asks, "what's S.P.A.T?" Seconds later a brush of cold wind goes down his pants. "Cold," his legs begin to shiver, remembering he went without underwear today. "Oh yeah, I've gone commando today." Richard, having just imaged that thought, eye twitches. He coughs and slaps his himself out of it. "Special Pants And Tactics," the wolf chuckles. "Now... don't move... they're heading their way..." Helicopters start swooping down from the clouds and police cars surrand the car. The leader of the SPAT swoops down over to Richard. "We've arrived as fast as we could," the leader replies. "What seems to be the problem!?" Richard points over the Zack with spotlights following suit. "HOLY COW!" The SPAT officer yelled. "This is a code 5 pants situation... I repeat code 5!!! It's an ALARMING RATE!!!" Wow! Zack thought. Makes me wonder how far I can take this. The fox opens his pants up wider, revealing more to the SPAT Team. "LOOK OUT!" Another SPAT officer replied. "He's got no underwear on!" The team hide behind their the van. Richard, slowly walking up to Zack, "Zack!? What are you thinking!?" The wolf kindly asks. "Scaring people ain't my thing," he gracefully answers following a smirk. "UNLESS! It involves my junk." The fox's tail lets go of his pants and grabs them, shoving his pants so far down, revealing the shaft. Richard backs away. "HOLY SHUCK!" The wolf yelled. Suddenly the national TV team, Mink, arrives at the scene. Flora, otherwise known as Gumdrop, the host and reporter, looks over at the sitution a couple metors away along with her team. "LIVE! In this the downtown city of Furville there's this cuh-razy fancy fox tries to pull his pants down," she pauses

and lets the camera zoom in on Zack. "Looks like this will be a ransom situation, although that crazy fella hasn't seem to have made any demands yet." Suddenly, Flora points over the camera at someone walking up to the fox. "Look over there! There's a Negotiator who's gonna go on in." She turns her mic off and asks the team to keep the camera on the Negotiator. The Negotiator walks up to Zack as carefully as he can, "scuse me. Parden of me." As he makes his way by, he almost trips onto the camera cords, almost landing nose first under Zack. The fox looks down, waving, and blushes. I should do this more often, he thought. The Negotiator gently gets back up and looks at Zack dead in the eyes, "Your name is Zack, right?" The fox nods. "Okay, Zack, look, we're not here to make trouble... I'm just here to help you, okay?" He smiles, somewhat awkwardly. Zack nods again, "nether do I! I'm just here to have fun and I have a demond that Richard isn't gonna like!" The crowd, TV and SPAT team, all gasp. The Negotiator looks over at the wolf and back at the fox. "Um, okay, what are your demands, little buddy?" "Richard streak for a day," the fox smirked in reply. "Please?" Negotiator points over at Richard, "HEY, YOU GREEN WOLF OVER THERE, DO IT!" Richard, backing up even further, "Wait what!?" No way... over my dead furry body!" Wolf shook his head. "If you don't," Zack added, "I'll strip on your bed, take nude pictures of myself and post 'em all over the internet!" He laughs maniacally again as random lightening and thunder appearing out of no where. "Deep...," Flora quitly says to herself. The Negotiator walks over to Richard and begs, "You have to, or else.... Well, you know what'll happen. If you don't follow the order if this lunatic, right!?" Richard shakes his head again, "It's ether that or kill myself." "Um," Zack interrupts. "I signed a contract with death incase this happens." He shrugs. Richard tilts his head and pushes the Negotiator aside, "you signed a contract for death incase I refuse to streak?!" "Yeah..." "We're not getting anywhere," the Negotiator getting a little frustarted, "I'm sorry, pal, but your gonna haft accept his demands." Richard shakes his head again. The Negotiator walks back up to Zack. "I'm sorry, pal, but the wolf won't accept your demands. Anything else?" "Well," Zack sighs, "I guess I'll haft pull my pants down and... take a piss." He pulls his pants an inch further. Flora backs up quickly, "Uh oh! Ready the censors, Mink crew." "WAIT!" The Negotiator quickly steps in again, scared, "Don't make rash judgements." "Ya, sure," he sighs, "I just drank two gallans of koolaid and they never agree with me." He shrugs and holds onto his junk,

trying to hold it in, squeaking. The Negotiator sighs, "Fine, fine..." The look over at the SPAT Team and the point at Richard. "SPAT Team, raid that wolf's pants!!!" The SPAT team trot over to Richard. "Hup hup," they all said, and strip Richard of his clothes. "NOOOO!!" Helpless, Richard gets stripped of his clothes. The wolf finds himself a newspaper and cover it in place of his junk. Zack - again - laughs maniacally in joy, finally getting to see his long time friend naked. He takes loads of pictures, then uploads them to his tablet, then to his freinds online! Richard sniffs and sighs, "I feel... so violated." Zack tilts his head, "hm?" He walks up to Richard and pats him on the back. Feeling bad, he hands Richard a censor bar. "There ya' go," he smiles. "Now, I still gotta pee badly..." Zack runs off to the nearest the bathroom.