{"sf1_id":1444839,"sf2_id":"lmX6KKr1","title":"Bingle Annoys Everyone","author":"STRONG","words":10297,"posted_at":"2019-05-03T02:53:57.000Z","tags":["Comedy","Fox","Greentext","Human","Maned Wolf","Snow Leopard","Tiger","Violence","Wolf","silly"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1444839-bingle-annoys-everyone","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmX6KKr1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3a/ea/3aea9ba3-2472-4a5c-b7fc-8242e6a010f0","description":"This is a discontinued bit of short stories involving a Character called Bingle who is a recurring character in my buddy Mousguy's story  \n([https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gabrielofcreosha/](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gabrielofcreosha/) , [https://pastebin.com/u/Mousguy)](https://pastebin.com/u/Mousguy)) Chickenmans wild ride  \n([https://pastebin.com/v6Y5yeN9)](https://pastebin.com/v6Y5yeN9))  \n  \nBingle is annoying, obnoxious and a perv.  \nThese stories are some of my other characters meeting him and will, dealing with him.","content":"Part I: Clara and MilAnon\n\n  \n\n\\\u003eThe day has come for your long planned summer BBQ\n\n\\\u003eYou've invited a few people over to your house and everything was ready\n\n\\\u003eBeers, various hard liquors, burgers and steaks, and even oysters to boot to throw on the grill\n\n\\\u003eA small assortment of soda as well for the kids who didn't want big boy drinks\n\n\\\u003eYou were expecting Mous and his wife Jasmine at any moment\n\n\\\u003eEmi might show up a bit late and you weren't too sure about the 'Mechanic' and his lovely wife Lilith\n\n\\\u003eClara, your amazing snow leopard wife, was sitting on the couch playing video games while you sat with your cub Lucatiel, relentlessly tickling her little paws and making faces at her\n\n\\\u003eEventually you hear a slight knock at the door\n\n\\\u003e\"It's open!\" you call out\n\n\\\u003eEmi, a tigress of normal stature has her head through the door and upon seeing you, smiles and steps inside\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey Anon! Hi Clara! Am I the first one here?\" she asks looking around the room\n\n\\\u003eYou nod as Lucatiel cooes\n\n\\\u003eShe finally spots the ball of fur in your lap, and you're almost terrified for her safety as the much larger one is immediately by your side\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww can I hold her for a bit? I love this little cub!\" she's a little too excited about it\n\n\\\u003eStill, you smile and carry Lucatiel over to her, and the moment she's in her arms a wide motherly grin comes forth\n\n\\\u003eYour girl could be used as a hospital grade sedative from the way Emi was careful holding her\n\n\\\u003eThese big cats and their motherly instincts helped quite a lot, too\n\n\\\u003eSitting back down on the couch you looped an arm around Clara who is staring at a menu in Destiny 2\n\n\\\u003e\"I want to make one of these Hunter capes for Halloween, babe,\" she said admiring her character\n\n\\\u003e\"Can't wait to see it,\" you say through a laugh as she's now fighting off giant 4 armed aliens who rudely interrupted her\n\n\\\u003eShe's still active as ever when playing games, bouncing around joyfully while she got her revenge\n\n\\\u003eIt wasn't long before the(and you never really did ask for his name) Mechanic and Lilith arrived\n\n\\\u003eThe man wore casual with the short raccoon matching, and both of them holding a tray of sorts\n\n\\\u003eThey gave a couple of \"Hey!\"s when they joined in the party\n\n\\\u003eYou had to save Clara from a gigantic spherical robot that she happened to forget as she ran towards Lilith\n\n\\\u003eThe sound of wrenching metal and the sight of sic dance moves drowned out their talk about woman stuff\n\n\\\u003eThe Mechanic is leaning over the couch with a tray in hand\n\n\\\u003e\"Beers are in the fridge,\" is all you say to him\n\n\\\u003e\"Cool, I brought ribs,\" he replied in his gruff voice\n\n\\\u003e\"You invite Chickenman?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yessir, both Mous and Jasmine,\" you gave with a nod\n\n\\\u003e\"Cool, owe him a bottle of whiskey and I brought it just in case\"\n\n\\\u003eYou laugh and keep playing while he heads to the kitchen\n\n\\\u003eBeer in hand and opened with that tray still in his hand, he's over by your sliding glass door\n\n\\\u003e\"Mind if I start cooking the ribs? Lilith likes them a certain way\"\n\n\\\u003e\"You do you man\"\n\n\\\u003eHe's out the door lighting the grill with the trio of women all fawning over Lucatiel\n\n\\\u003eShe seemed to be loving it from the giggling she made\n\n\\\u003eThe sound of a car with terrible gas mileage but a lot of give told you the Chickenman and crew were finally here\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey guys,\" you call out to them while you stood from the couch\n\n\\\u003eAnother man and his generously sized tiger wife were stepping through the door\n\n\\\u003eYou paused mid stride at the third coming in\n\n\\\u003e...Though this being your party and feeling incredibly resilient to Italian disasters, you still made the effort to shake his hand\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey man, beers in the fridge, the Mechanic is out back starting some ribs, and he brought you a whiskey or something\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Nice. By the way this is Bingle,\" he gestured to the Anthro standing behind him, \"his mom asked me to bring him along,\" he finished with a potentially strained grin on his face\n\n\\\u003eYou took a look behind him\n\n\\\u003eBingle was attempting to straighten his hair while texting on an expensive new phone model\n\n\\\u003eNoticing you, he gave a wave with a paw that held it, and on the screen was that exact same pose with multiple filters layered on it\n\n\\\u003eOh, he's going to be a fun one then\n\n\\\u003eStill, you haven't actually talked to the guy yet\n\n\\\u003eWhen everyone else had settled on in, the third wheel stepped in after\n\n\\\u003eYou weren't really sure if he was a fox or a wolf, and his all jet black fur and unusually brilliant blue eyes further confused your limited knowledge of canines\n\n\\\u003eWhen he made his way to the kitchen your attention went back to Mous\n\n\\\u003eYou assumed Jasmine joined in on Lucatiel's mobbing from the sounds of more giggling behind you\n\n\\\u003e\"I see you still have that rust bucket El Camino, you should get a Pontiac\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Nothing beats it man - besides, if I wanted a Firebird ripoff I'd get a Camero\"\n\n\\\u003eSo far so good; this was going to be a good night\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eThe night had settled, and after everyone had a few drinks the lot of you were currently lazing about and played Cards Against Humanity\n\n\\\u003ePeople were starting to get a little tired into the game, and even more so when Lucatiel finally managed to conk out\n\n\\\u003eThe sleeping arrangements were already planned and ready, thankfully\n\n\\\u003eYou had Mous and Jasmine set up in the Guest room\n\n\\\u003eThe Mechanic and Lilith got the just as comfortable spare bed in your game room\n\n\\\u003eEmi not so surprisingly suggested your's and Clara's room\n\n\\\u003eAnd Bingle got the couch\n\n\\\u003eAt least attempt to have anyways, you weren't too sure if your cat would like to give up her bed to a stranger\n\n\\\u003eNot that you would mind if he couldn't, as Mr. Peppercorn Starshake here was sitting there spewing verbal diarrhea to you in an ill advised attempt at impressing you\n\n\\\u003e\"That's what they call me! Seriously! But even then, I get to bed all those Anthros you've ever beaten off to\"\n\n\\\u003eYou can see the Mechanic slowly getting pissed as Bingle kept talking and wouldn't pick a goddamn card\n\n\\\u003eYou know he's always been a bit quick to anger, but talk of his casual adventures through STI land were starting to grate on you too\n\n\\\u003eHe was the one who had the most drinks in the group, with you being a respectable third\n\n\\\u003eYou weren't entirely sure who got second but frankly that wasn't important right now; not when his current boasting of personal greatness always lead to an eye or two staying a little bit longer on Clara and Emi\n\n\\\u003eA bit of relief to the sewage came from you hearing Lucatiel cry in the other room\n\n\\\u003eClara began to make a move to get up, but you waved her down and stood up instead\n\n\\\u003eYou needed to get away from that fox (which Mous had corrected you on,) and calm down\n\n\\\u003eLucatiel calmed down a bit when she saw you, and cradled in your slowly rocking arms your cooing got her even more so\n\n\\\u003eYou thought you accomplished all those things, anyways as her crying little eyes clenched down even more\n\n\\\u003eShe must of been hungry\n\n\\\u003eStill cradling and rocking her in your arms, you carried her back to the living room\n\n\\\u003eYou got Clara's attention when she heard her\n\n\\\u003e\"She must be hungry and wants her mama,\" you confirmed\n\n\\\u003eSoon the gentle rocking of your arms was replaced by the thicker, furrier ones of Clara\n\n\\\u003eShe moved from her seat and sat on the couch\n\n\\\u003e\"None of you mind if I breastfeed her here, right?\"\n\n\\\u003eA choir of no's, in various levels of drunkenness, answered back\n\n\\\u003eYou were already on your way to grab a blanket to cover them just for the sake of decency\n\n\\\u003eWhen you came back however Bingle had moved next to Clara\n\n\\\u003eA little close, much to your displeasure\n\n\\\u003e\"Lactating huh? I've done a few shoots with ladies who did - some of the milk was bitter, but I bet yours is reaaalllly sweet\"\n\n\\\u003eyoufuckinserious\n\n\\\u003eYou cleared your throat\n\n\\\u003e\"Watch it little fox,\" you growled out\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey I'm allowed to talk to this fine lady about her breast milk!\" he protested back looking at you\n\n\\\u003eNow, you can respect the effects of alcohol\n\n\\\u003eIt didn't save him from your perfected military scowl, sharpened from years of service that could wilt even the highest generals before it\n\n\\\u003eYou had it set to eleven as you stared the little fox down\n\n\\\u003eLike the glass flower he is, he shattered under it\n\n\\\u003eHe still had the ability to slink back off to the seats with the silence of everyone else crushing him even more\n\n\\\u003eYou gave Clara the blanket and gave her a quick kiss\n\n\\\u003eShe clutched it a little tighter around her self when you left\n\n\\\u003eYou all sit back down and continued playing the card game while Clara fed your cub\n\n\\\u003eIt was going well until Lucatiel fussed a bit sending the blanket tumbling down\n\n\\\u003eFor a moment Clara's exposed breast could be seen before she was able to grab the blanket and cover herself again\n\n\\\u003eThis, apparently, meant Bingle had to talk again\n\n\\\u003e\"i woundt mind tryng some of yur milk if you dont mind,\" he couldn't hold his liquor either\n\n\\\u003eHe took another shot from whatever source he had beside him\n\n\\\u003e\"now i would of course,\" he hiccuped\n\n\\\u003eDon't you fucking say what you think he's going to say\n\n\\\u003e\"now i- \"\n\n\\\u003eYou really wanna pull this bonny boy?\n\n\\\u003e\"i would of course prefer it from the source\"\n\n\\\u003eYeah, OK.\n\n\\\u003eYour hands slammed down on the table as you and the Mechanic stood up\n\n\\\u003eLilith had his arms in hers, but no one dared to stop yours\n\n\\\u003e\"Time for you to go little fox\"\n\n\\\u003eYou had him by his collar and lift him with ease\n\n\\\u003e\"ha! what're you gonna do beat me up? Chick has my back!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou looked at Mous\n\n\\\u003eYou knew you could probably take him in a fight, but neither of you would come out unscathed and you didn't want to burn that bridge\n\n\\\u003eHe looked back at you, and then towards Bingle\n\n\\\u003eHe picked up a shot of whiskey that the Mechanic had given him, and with pinkey outstretched as he continued to stare\n\n\\\u003e\\*Siiiiip\\*\n\n\\\u003eThe smug grin from Bingle's face disappeared real quick like\n\n\\\u003e\"Now Anon I was just kidding about the-\"\n\n\\\u003eSo that's what they sound like\n\n\\\u003eYou thought this and more while the kit limply lied there and bleeding on your floor\n\n\\\u003eAll it took was a single punch apparently\n\n\\\u003eAnd, oh, you don't remember muzzles looking like that - especially when the lions felt it too\n\n\\\u003eYou grace his fur with the dirt on your lawn, and the side of his face was spectacularly caked when he looked back at you\n\n\\\u003eHe coughs out a fang or two and raised a paw\n\n\\\u003e\"Call a cab,\" you say, and you shut the door\n\n  \n\nPartII: Mechanic and Lilith\n\n\\\u003eChickenman owed you big for this favor\n\n\\\u003eYou made sure he knew it the second he asked you\n\n\\\u003eHe wanted you to help fix that wretched fox's car\n\n\\\u003eNot Granny Cass, oh no, she was positively delightful\n\n\\\u003eNo, It was for her shiteating son Bingle\n\n\\\u003eYou couldn't stand him personally\n\n\\\u003eMen( Anthro or otherwise ) that constantly talk themselves up annoyed you to no end\n\n\\\u003eThe only reason why you were doing this is that a favor in return was no small thing to sneeze at\n\n\\\u003eThe Chickenman had done pretty well for himself, and you were willing to bite the pavement just this once for a little something good in return\n\n\\\u003eIt's why you're on your creeper underneath his POS Lotus Esprit x180\n\n\\\u003e'A rigid car for a rigid star, if you know what I mean,' he told you\n\n\\\u003eDamn thing looked like yellow depressed spatula\n\n\\\u003e\"He needs a new Alternator belt, new spark plugs...\" you grumbled to himself\n\n\\\u003eIt was obvious that he drove it into the ground\n\n\\\u003eYou didn't even feel like telling him the engine he's killing wasn't even stock\n\n\\\u003eYou doubt he'd even know what you meant\n\n\\\u003eIts oil was black as tar, the transmission fluid a solid brown instead of bright red, and no coolant was left in the radiator\n\n\\\u003eYou were honestly surprised it even made it here\n\n\\\u003eWith this kind of model, how in the hell did he manage to keep it on\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah the whole thing keeps overheating and I dunno why,\" you heard him call out to you\n\n\\\u003eHe was in your garage\n\n\\\u003eAgain\n\n\\\u003e\"GET OUT OF THE GARAGE AND SIT IN THE OFFICE\" you yelled at the scampering black furred legs\n\n\\\u003eHe kept wandering out of your office's comfortable seats to play around with your tools\n\n\\\u003eAs much as you wished he would accidentally set himself on fire with your welder, you didn't want to need a new one\n\n\\\u003eAs you continued to work you heard a familiar car pull in\n\n\\\u003eLilith must be home from class\n\n\\\u003eYou rolled your creeper out from under the car and stood up\n\n\\\u003eLilith, mindful of your stains, gave you as best a hug as she could while you stole a quick kiss from her\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey Lil how was class?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It was ok. A little dull, but I passed my test though!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Good job babe!\"\n\n\\\u003eA high five and a smile later and you excused your self back under the car\n\n\\\u003eYour smile drooped with the knowledge of who owned this corpse\n\n\\\u003e'The sooner I get this done, the faster I can get rid of him,' was your personal mantra mid oil change\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey Anon, who's car is that? Aren't you usually closed today?\" asked a standing Lilith somewhere to your right\n\n\\\u003eYou pointed to the office window from under the car\n\n\\\u003eYou saw her feet raise up on her toes for a few seconds before slowly coming back down\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh... him,\" was all she said\n\n\\\u003eA perfectly understandable response\n\n\\\u003eThe sound of a door opening and closing led to another, black furred pair of legs\n\n\\\u003eGod dammit\n\n\\\u003e\"Well hello there sweet thing~ What are you doing in a dirty place like this?\" came a sickening voice\n\n\\\u003eYour garage is not dirty\n\n\\\u003eStill you ignored the fox to the best of your ability\n\n\\\u003eYou knew Lilith could handle herself\n\n\\\u003eLilith's legs moved back\n\n\\\u003e\"Uhm, I live here with my Husband you know that!\" came her loud reply\n\n\\\u003e\"Also, get out of the garage!\"\n\n\\\u003eHis footpaws started to creep forward toward Lilith\n\n\\\u003e\"Well of course!\" he began, standing infront of her, \"but this is no place for a refined lady like yourself...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou don't know what he was doing up there, but a tentative Lilith's leg stepping back told you enough\n\n\\\u003e\"Why don't we take your car and get dinner? Let hubby here fix my car\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Bingle I swear to god if you touch me I'll hit you with a goddamn wrench,\" her legs stood firm\n\n\\\u003eYou grabbed your own wrench\n\n\\\u003eJust to be sure\n\n\\\u003eHis footpaws were right next to Lilith's now\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey hey I was just trying to-\"\n\nWONK\n\n\\\u003eThe sound of metal hitting bone echoed through your garage\n\n\\\u003eYou saw Bingle's footpaws take a few unsteady steps back, and soon enough the rest of him fell onto the cement floor with a soft thud\n\n\\\u003eYou slide out from under the car to the sight of Lilith holding a monkey wrench in her paws\n\n\\\u003e\"I warned him!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou chuckle\n\n\\\u003e\"You did\"\n\n\\\u003eYou propped his unconscious body onto a stained oily chair, making extra sure you supported his weight with your own just as wet clothes\n\n\\\u003eYou made your way back to a slightly more relaxed Lilith, a pat on her head with an ungloved hand finally gets her to head into the house\n\n\\\u003eSliding back under the car you can still see him sitting there\n\n\\\u003eAt least now you can work in peace\n\n  \n\n  \n\nPartIII : The Survivor and Zahrah\n\n\\\u003eYou are a survivor\n\n\\\u003eAnd possibly, the only human left\n\n\\\u003eYears ago you stumbled upon some unintended company in the form of a short, bitey Wolverine named Zahrah\n\n\\\u003eThe biting part coming from when you had to untangle her from your trap\n\n\\\u003eSoon after life had gotten great for you and your then new loving mate\n\n\\\u003eYou are a survivor only in name with how the two of you thrive in your forest home\n\n\\\u003eIt was today however, that put a threat to your peaceful lifestyle\n\n\\\u003eYou are in desperate need of supplies today, and ones that you couldn't normally find\n\n\\\u003eYour cabin had power, running water, and a nice water heater to boot\n\n\\\u003eBut Zahrah wanted some cheeses\n\n\\\u003eEven though you learned plenty during your time in the wastelands you never learned to make cheese\n\n\\\u003eNot from a lack of trying though, it's just that it would be extremely uncomfortable to start learning\n\n\\\u003eSo you're currently doing the next best thing: riding out to the nearest colony with Zahrah giddily bouncing on your lap on your mad quest to find a newer, friendlier, talking source\n\n\\\u003eBonus points if they had power to store the cheeses\n\n\\\u003eYour usual place just so happens to check all the boxes, and soon you pulled into town\n\n\\\u003eThe two of you get a lot of \"Hi Anon, hi Zahrah\" greetings since you both worked as constant and reliable traders\n\n\\\u003eIt also helped that you stuck out like a sore thumb in a world full of talking animal people\n\n\\\u003eYou ride through the colony for a little while before parking in front of a small shop\n\n\\\u003eA sign above the door had the words \"MILK and CHEESE\" highlighted by mismatched glowing letters\n\n\\\u003eShutting off the ATV you and Zahrah head in\n\n\\\u003eA small bell dings somewhere in the back and a large Anthro cow appears from a door behind the counter\n\n\\\u003e\"How can - oh, hi Anon, hi Zahrah! Here for the usual?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile at her and gesture to Zahrah\n\n\\\u003e\"Her choice, I'll eat anything cheese related\"\n\n\\\u003eZahrah stood at the counter and bounced on her paws trying to look over it\n\n\\\u003eAfter a couple failed attempts and a small twist with a pout, she threw her arms into the air\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon lift me! I can't see what Molly has!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou obliged, and reached down and set her on your shoulders\n\n\\\u003e\"Oooh she has the cheddar! And Gouda! Anon I want them all!\"\n\n\\\u003eWith her thighs around your head, you're loving her extra bouncy behavior today\n\n\\\u003e\"Get a little of each then babe,\" you gave with a little smirk\n\n\\\u003eYou can almost hear Molly's wistfulness as you bicker with your love\n\n\\\u003eThankfully she is also a very patient woman when it comes to Zahrah constantly switching between choices\n\n\\\u003eIn the end Zahrah picked 3 pounds of cheddar and 2 pounds of provolone\n\n\\\u003e\"You sure that's all you want?\" you say as you pay the cow\n\n\\\u003e\"MHM!\" she ignores your sarcasm with arms full of cheese\n\n\\\u003eShe's still happily chatting away with Molly when you took the cheese from her to store it in a cooler\n\n\\\u003eWhen she walks out you hear a whistle\n\n\\\u003e\"Whew! Check out that portable blowjob machine!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou look up from your quad to see a pitch black fox in mismatching black scrap metal studded leathers\n\n\\\u003eHe's strolling towards you and Zahrah with his bright blue eyes hungrily looking at her\n\n\\\u003eAnyone could of mistaken him for a wolf from his size, but you had been around Anthros long enough to tell the difference\n\n\\\u003eZahrah is frowning at him, and you're just confused\n\n\\\u003e\"Excuse me?\" you both say\n\n\\\u003eShe had learned a bit of patience since you both became life-mates, but even that had limits\n\n\\\u003eThe fox just kept walking forwards to her, ignoring you completely\n\n\\\u003eWhen he's finally close, he drapes an arm over your shoulder with his eyes locked on Zahrah\n\n\\\u003e\"You're just the right height for us to have a LOT of fun\"\n\n\\\u003eShe frowns harder while looking over her glasses at him\n\n\\\u003eA flash of light sparking across her lenses got his arm to tense up\n\n\\\u003e\"You realize I'm here with my mate, right?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Eh?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou can't honestly tell if he's blind or just dumb as shit from his now genuine look of surprise when he turned to look at you\n\n\\\u003eHe got off of you real quick and brushed off the 'dirt' when he recovered\n\n\\\u003e\"Another anthro with a human huh?\" he says under his breath\n\n\\\u003eMore humans?!\n\n\\\u003e\"Your mate can come too, but he has to watch,\" the fox said in earnest\n\n\\\u003e\"Did you seriously not hea-\" he wasn't paying attention to you anymore\n\n\\\u003eHe clapped his paws together and leaned down over Zahrah\n\n\\\u003e\"Can I ask you a question?\" he started to pull out a wallet, \"do you have to kneel to give him a blowjob, or can you stand normally\"\n\n\\\u003eZahrah's fur is puffed in anger\n\n\\\u003e\"Can I axe you a question too?\" she started to walk next to the ATV\n\n\\\u003e\"You mean ask?\" he says back\n\n\\\u003e\"Nope\"\n\n\\\u003eZahrah pulls her axe off the bike and sets upon him like the wolverine she is\n\n\\\u003eHis screams and cries paled in comparison to your lovable shorstack's warcry\n\n\\\u003eIn the end she managed to chop both his legs off below the knees\n\n\\\u003eAnd now, he's eye level with her\n\n\\\u003eYou're still staring at the stunned gasping stubby fox, and a light pat on your hand snaps you out of it\n\n\\\u003eYou rev up the ATV and she gets into her usual spot\n\n\\\u003eThe both of you turn to look at him, his words still failing to come out\n\n\\\u003e\"Might want to get that flesh wound checked out,\" you start\n\n\\\u003e\"Portable blowjob machine!\" Zahrah finished over the roar of the ATV as you ride away\n\n  \n\nPart IV: King Anon and Radka\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYour reign thus far has been interesting\n\n\\\u003eThe famine has been reduced by the beastmen's supposed evil life magic\n\n\\\u003eTrading with the pack opened new routes for the merchants to follow\n\n\\\u003eAnd talks of peace spread like wildfire, and many of your people soon found comforts with the beings they were told were slaves\n\n\\\u003eIt's going pretty well, surprisingly so\n\n\\\u003eYou just weren't used to being a ruler\n\n\\\u003eFrom a young age you were trained to be a warrior\n\n\\\u003eAnd from there, a knight\n\n\\\u003eYou could also throw a pretty nasty fireball and plants like you a bit more now\n\n\\\u003eYet here you were, King of the lands you grew up in because the former one couldn't be bothered to help his people\n\n\\\u003eBut no, you didn't want to be the seat of power\n\n\\\u003eHe made that choice for you when he murdered one of your loves\n\n\\\u003eMarie the sheep beast woman\n\n\\\u003eShe taught you life magic, helped teach you love has no boundaries if you let it\n\n\\\u003eRadka, your still alive reindeer beast woman wife was actually the one who initiated your polygamous lifestyle\n\n\\\u003eYou were there when Marie died, unable to act and only watching\n\n\\\u003eThat moment still haunts your dreams\n\n\\\u003eYou kept two long knives, the handles made from her horns on you at all times\n\n\\\u003eBut today was not a day to dwell upon it\n\n\\\u003eSupposedly you had a foreign emissary coming from afar\n\n\\\u003eYou assume it's from the Lady Zig\n\n\\\u003eYou're still unsure how that night had been possible; assured in the sense that it was an ale induced dream\n\n\\\u003eFlying metal machines? Four armed beings? A jest at best\n\n\\\u003eAnd yet Radka swore it happened , And so had Marie when she was alive\n\n\\\u003eSo you sat there awaiting your guest\n\n\\\u003eYou're left waiting much longer than you're used to\n\n\\\u003eEither being kind has spoiled you or this emissary was just that rude\n\n\\\u003eA little later some half hearted fanfare announced the person you're meeting, who is currently accompanied by two very annoyed guards\n\n\\\u003eHe's casual in his stroll through your throne room\n\n\\\u003eYou are greeted before a disinterested hybrid\n\n\\\u003eYou think so anyways\n\n\\\u003eA fox perhaps, or maybe a wolf from the size\n\n\\\u003eHis gem studded vestments clashed horribly against his black fur and stunningly blue eyes\n\n\\\u003e\"Grettings se-\" you clear your throat of your old habbits\n\n\\\u003e\"I am King Anon,\" you start again, \"what news have you?\"\n\n\\\u003eHe never stopped lazily turning his head looking around\n\n\\\u003e\"My name's Bingle,\" he gave a mock bow, \"I'm not sure why I was sent to this dirty place\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Dirty? You've got a strange sense of humor,\" you say through a fake smile\n\n\\\u003eYou clear your thoughts, deciding it was a tactless way to keep a secret\n\n\\\u003eYou stand up from the uncomfortable weight of your throne\n\n\\\u003e\"Walk with me, Sir Bingle,\" and with the tap of a guard's halberd he finally acknowledges you\n\n\\\u003eThe first thing he decides to do was sneeze\n\n\\\u003e\"Right, yeah,\" he said through his sleeve\n\n\\\u003eYou sigh, thinking at how terrible it must be to live as a moron\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou lead him through your castle with the uninterested fox walking behind you\n\n\\\u003e\"I did not ask to be king,\" you begin, and slow down for him to catch up\n\n\\\u003eA back-stab, no matter how inept the attempt may be would surely ruin your weekend\n\n\\\u003e\"I became it for the good of the people,\" you stop in front of a door having finished your words\n\n\\\u003e\"I sense you are lost Sir Bingle, I see the wounds time has left upon you\"\n\n\\\u003eHe raised an eyebrow at that while you opened the door\n\n\\\u003ePortraits of Marie line the walls with a small table in the center of the room\n\n\\\u003eYou quietly walked towards it with Bingle stomping behind you\n\n\\\u003eA single drawing Marie made sits upon it\n\n\\\u003eIt's the last self portrait she drew\n\n\\\u003eEvery painting of her since was based on this\n\n\\\u003e\"You need to find the person that is the catalyst to your life\"\n\n\\\u003eThe sight of the picture drew a hand over one of your knives\n\n\\\u003e\"Even if they are sometimes taken from you\"\n\n\\\u003eYour grip was a little tighter when you turn to the fox\n\n\\\u003eHis disinterest is only broken with another sneeze\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003e\"Very well Sir Bingle, if you are not here for a reason then I suggest you leave\"\n\n\\\u003e\"No, no!\" he puts on a 'smile' and makes his way to the table\n\n\\\u003e\"I agree completely!\"\n\n\\\u003eHe's looking over the contents on the table, leaning forward a little closer with a paw cupping his chin\n\n\\\u003eHe gave a \"hmm\" when he looked over the drawing a little more\n\n\\\u003eAnd then he picked it up\n\n\\\u003e\"A woman made you thi-\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Bingle! Put that down,\" you take a step towards him\n\n\\\u003eHis muzzle is scrunched up\n\n\\\u003e\"Thi-i-i-\"\n\n\\\u003eYou moved to grab him\n\n\\\u003e\"ACHOO\"\n\n\\\u003eMucus and wetness cover the drawing\n\n\\\u003eYou're speechless at that\n\n\\\u003e\"Ooops, sorry about your picture\"\n\n\\\u003eHe sneezed again, and with a shrug he tosses it back onto its pedestal\n\n\\\u003eHis delusion stirred a fire you once felt a long time ago\n\n\\\u003e\"How dare you fox!\" you grab his shoulders and force him away\n\n\\\u003e\"You enter my house, insult my court, and ruin one of my prized possessions like it's nothing!\" you were roaring, and with every word you pushed a little harder\n\n\\\u003eHis paws are grabbing at your arms\n\n\\\u003eThey fly into the air when you hold him against a wall\n\n\\\u003e\"That's your prized possession?\" that now fear tinged smile was back\n\n\\\u003eOne of his paws points back to the table\n\n\\\u003e\"A shitty drawing? Really?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou stared at him\n\n\\\u003eHe started to flinch from the sight of your now red knife and the pain in his neck\n\n\\\u003eYou let go, and he collapses with you no longer supporting his weight\n\n\\\u003eBlinking out of your haze, you slowly turned the knife around in your hand\n\n\\\u003eA dot of red paints the horned handle\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm sorry Marie...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou take the cloth from your robe and gently rub it across the handle\n\n\\\u003e\"I was just trying to teach him what you did for me\"\n\n\\\u003eYou sigh, and call for a servant\n\n\\\u003eHe's shocked at what he sees, but he loses it from your pained expression\n\n\\\u003eIt quickly hardened\n\n\\\u003e\"Send word to Bongwater. Tell him I have a special meal for him\"\n\n  \n\nPart V : Titan, Jane and Isabelle\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eGoing out together has been increasingly more difficult for the three of you\n\n\\\u003eThe three of you being yourself, Jane, and Isabelle of course\n\n\\\u003eJane's and your schedules were almost the same, but Isabelle had a different one\n\n\\\u003eYou worked nights and she generally worked during the day\n\n\\\u003eBut today was a special occasion\n\n\\\u003eBy some random miracle the three of you could all go out and have a good time together\n\n\\\u003eSince it was so rare, you and Jane had decided to let Isabelle to pick where to go\n\n\\\u003eOf course she would choose the UltraLux\n\n\\\u003e\"What? I just want to see where you two work,\" was her defense\n\n\\\u003eAnd so after a bit of prep work and squeezing into Jane's FloCar the three of you made it to the UltraLux\n\n\\\u003eIt felt weird going through the main entrance and getting blasted by all of the ritzy glamorous signs advertising fantastic ways to go broke\n\n\\\u003eA solid door in a concrete wall is more your speed\n\n\\\u003eYou can't deny the idea was great with how Isabelle keeps looking around in awe at everything\n\n\\\u003e\"You guys work HERE!?\" you swear she was bouncing in place\n\n\\\u003e\"Eeee! It's so exciting!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe happily drags you from table to machine to bar to table and back again\n\n\\\u003eThat woman can pull when she wants too\n\n\\\u003eJane is spared from losing an arm and casually follows behind you\n\n\\\u003eEvery almost-trip and misstep earned you a poorly hidden giggle behind you\n\n\\\u003eSoon enough she dragged you out to the center, and for the first time in the night she was finally calm\n\n\\\u003e\"Where do you work usually Anon? I wanna see!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou lamely gesture around you\n\n\\\u003eAnd got a punch in the shoulder for it\n\n\\\u003e\"Not like that! Where do you hang out?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and decide to indulge her\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou lead her and Jane to an unassuming side door, and with a quick scan of your hand on a bio-metric scanner it dings and opens with a slight 'vwoosh'\n\n\\\u003eA short walk through a small hidden hallway and soon all three of you stand in a small elivator\n\n\\\u003eJane had an arm in yours while the two of you watched Isabelle fog up the glass\n\n\\\u003eYou don't know why the sight of concrete and wires were so interesting to the her\n\n\\\u003eBut, even that was over too soon\n\n\\\u003eAnother short walk(with the thought about getting a leash) later you all end up in the staging area\n\n\\\u003eIt's a small but comfortable room with a center table, large TV's and various red cushions and chairs dotting the line\n\n\\\u003eYour boss even splurged and got a plant to go with it\n\n\\\u003e\"This is where we are all given our assignments,\" you start to explain after giving a short tour\n\n\\\u003eIsabelle looks around with a slight frown\n\n\\\u003e\"Why is it fancy up there and not down here?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Because guests usually do not come down here,\" said a voice cutting through you're answer\n\n\\\u003eYou turn and see Theo behind you\n\n\\\u003e\"Ah hey Theo, I was just showing Isabelle here where I worked\"\n\n\\\u003eHe raises a furred eyebrow up at you\n\n\\\u003e\"Ah, of course. No problem, girlfriends do get curious. I remember my wife wanted to see it too\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Just don't make a mess with her and Ms.Edwards. Or, at at least clean up after,\" he said with a wink\n\n\\\u003eYou look at him for a moment before it hits you with what he's implying\n\n\\\u003e\"Theo, gross! I wouldn't do that HERE! Who the hell would?!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Ronnie and Chika,\" he laughs\n\n\\\u003eYou hope Jane's retches were real\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww gross, comeon man!\" you can hardly hold back a grin\n\n\\\u003eHe laughs harder\n\n\\\u003e\"Wait, are you serious?\" you lean in close to him\n\n\\\u003eHis laughter fades and and with a napkin he pulled from his pocket he wipes a tear from his eye\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm just fucking with you titan,\" after a pat or two, back into the pocket it goes\n\n\\\u003e\"But don't use that chair anymore\"\n\n\\\u003eWith a serious face, he points to a chair in the corner that Eugene usually sits on\n\n\\\u003eGross\n\n\\\u003e\"Anyway, continue your tour for Ms. Isabelle, I'll see you Thursday\"\n\n\\\u003eHe gives you a fist bump, and with a nod towards Jane he disappears into the elevator\n\n\\\u003e\"That's one of my bosses,\" you explain as you wait for the elevators to come back down\n\n\\\u003e\"What about you Jane?\" Isabelle chirps happily\n\n\\\u003eJane shuffles uncomfortably beside you\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't think you'd wanna see that Izzy,\" she finally says\n\n\\\u003eIsabelle looks at her in disbelief\n\n\\\u003e\"Jane, the three of us have had sex multiple times on and off camera. There is literally nothing embarrassing left to show me\"\n\n\\\u003eYour smile is back at that\n\n\\\u003eThe elevator comes back and you usher them both in through the doors\n\n\\\u003e\"Fine! But I'm not pole dancing for you!\"\n\n\\\u003eIsabelle looks a little sad, but she pulls out her patented puppy dog eyes\n\n\\\u003e\"Not even a little bit?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe adds a quivering lip on top of her bright pink stare\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm...\"\n\n\\\u003eNot waiting for an answer she puts on a lewd grin\n\n\\\u003e\"I would love to see what you can do with this body!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe spanks Jane, earning a squeak of surprise from a very flustered kitty\n\n\\\u003eOooh, someone's getting bold\n\n\\\u003e\"FINE! But you're gonna pay for it later, and Anon here is gonna help me!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Nothing you can do to me that I won't like,\" said Isabelle with a tongue stuck out\n\n\\\u003eIt's Jane's turn to go lewd\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, is that a challenge? Anon~ it looks like Isabelle's ass is yours later!\"\n\n\\\u003eThat smug look of Isabelle's didn't last very long\n\n\\\u003eWha? My...? Do I have to?\"\n\n\\\u003eJane nods, \"if you want a pole dance you gotta give it up\"\n\n\\\u003eWith a huff and a stomp of her footpaw, she then pulls out a pout\n\n\\\u003e\"FINE! But it better be an awesome pole dance!\"\n\n\\\u003eLooks like you're about to have a fun night\n\n\\\u003eThe elevator ride ends and Jane leads the two of you to a small room with a stage\n\n\\\u003e\"This is where I usually do private shows!\" Jane says with flare\n\n\\\u003eShe follows up her grand opening with a climb to the stage, and pushes a small button with her footpaw\n\n\\\u003eThe room dims and a pole rises out of the floor\n\n\\\u003eShe's pretty quick to get on it, too\n\n\\\u003e\"I usually change and strip on this stage,\" she said mid spin\n\n\\\u003e\"But no touching~\" she adds with her arms holding her up and legs spread\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww, no touching? That's a shame\"\n\n\\\u003ewat\n\n\\\u003e\"Who..?\" you turn around and see some sort of large wolf anthro behind you\n\n\\\u003eA big black with blue eyes and jeans\n\n\\\u003eThe popped collar on his polo shirt was especially impressive\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, this is a private show buddy, get lost\" you grunt\n\n\\\u003eInstead of listening to you he struts into the room past you\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww come on now mate! You're just being selfish,\" he leans against a chair next to Isabelle\n\n\\\u003e\"You can't book two lovely ladies all for yourself!\"\n\n\\\u003eA black paw lands on Isabelle's pink hair covered shoulder\n\n\\\u003eHer head tilted towards it from how he's clearly grabbed a handful\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't think you-\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm Bingle,\" he cuts you off, \"but you probably know me by my stagename: Peppercorn Starshake!\" he adjusts his collar after a small mock bow\n\n\\\u003eYou didn't start this encounter with a lot of patience\n\n\\\u003eAnd now, you immediately started agreeing with that little voice in your head\n\n\\\u003eYou clench your fists when Isabelle can't pry him off\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck off,\" you growl and take a step closer\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww, now don't be like that. How about this: we could tag team them!\"\n\n\\\u003eNo fucking way, pal\n\n\\\u003e\"Though I get the tiddywolf here first\"\n\n\\\u003eHis paws are on an incredibly distressed Isabelle's breasts\n\n\\\u003e\"KILL HIM,\" the voice roared over your lover's screaming your name\n\n\\\u003eYou don't even think twice\n\n\\\u003eYour fist soon met the soft feeling of fur\n\n\\\u003eSnapping bone and blood quickly follows it\n\n\\\u003eAnd... oh? Oh look!\n\n\\\u003eHis brain jelly joined in on the fun\n\n\\\u003eWhere the left side of his face once stood your fist briefly occupies it\n\n\\\u003eThe entire left side of his skull caved in as his surprisingly lightweight body skidded across the floor\n\n\\\u003eOops, that was a fox\n\n\\\u003eSpindly little fuckers aren't they?\n\n\\\u003eYou agreed, and turning to Isabelle you're quickly by her side\n\n\\\u003e\"You ok babe?\" you ask\n\n\\\u003eShe doesn't hesitate leaping onto you with a kiss\n\n\\\u003e\"Ooo yeah Anon, I'm better than ok!\" she's a little hysterical\n\n\\\u003e\"Jane! I'm done seeing where you work!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe furiously nods at that\n\n\\\u003eJane makes her way off the stage and Isabelle pressed to your side\n\n\\\u003eMaking your way to the door you see Isabelle mistakenly looking back\n\n\\\u003eA black footpaw twitched back\n\n\\\u003e\"OK, STREAM TIME\" and she once again pulls you away\n\n\\\u003eShe looks frazzled, but her heavy panting and tight grip over you tells you otherwise\n\n\\\u003eOh yeah, that predatory sense of lovin acts of violence in their defense\n\n\\\u003eLooks like you're gonna have a GREAT night\n\n  \n\nPart VI : Vault Anon and Amana\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eScavenging has been easy lately\n\n\\\u003eGun parts, screws, weapon mods, food\n\n\\\u003eEven better with your mudermate Amana with you\n\n\\\u003eBetter in the sense that raiders don't fuck with a a huge deathclaw\n\n\\\u003eOne who has the hots for you, specifiaclly\n\n\\\u003eSure, you could'nt go into colonies at all without people gawking, and a laser or plasma bolt would fly our way\n\n\\\u003eBut people never tried to stiff you on prices now\n\n\\\u003eApparently they were under the impression that you were some kind of ultra amazing animal whisperer\n\n\\\u003eYou tell them that, but in reality that isn't a perk listed in the voodoo guide to your black magic pipboy\n\n\\\u003eSpeaking of, you're fiddling with it right now as the two of you walk through the wilds of Not Oregon\n\n\\\u003eAmana stomped off a few minutes ago, following the smell of some Animal\n\n\\\u003eLike you said - the food part was easy to come by\n\n\\\u003eWithout fail she would be dragging back some poor animal in half an hour or less\n\n\\\u003eFree of charge, no caps needed\n\n\\\u003eOnly snuggles and hugs\n\n\\\u003eOne time she dragged another deathclaw to you\n\n\\\u003eThankfully in a less aggressive and much more eatable state, but you were of course a little reserved about eating what could potentially be her own brother\n\n\\\u003eShe kept bumping you with her muzzle when you tried to shy away, and only your hunger and her rock hard face got you to try it anyways\n\n\\\u003eIt was surprisingly good\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eAfter a quick meal of cooked unidentifiable meat chunks you are almost back home\n\n\\\u003eIt was a cellar built into the floor from a long long time ago, that you reinforced with your pipboy's Cthulhu magic\n\n\\\u003eIt's a veritable fortress similar to a raider camp, built to last and to weather the storms\n\n\\\u003eYour locked front gate is wide open\n\n\\\u003eOk\n\n\\\u003eHow did they get past your turrets?\n\n\\\u003eYou swore they can run off bullets\n\n\\\u003eWell, someone, or something was in there\n\n\\\u003eWith your combat rifle drawn you descend down the stairwell into your new intruded homme\n\n\\\u003eYou found it immediately\n\n\\\u003eDigging through one of your weapon trunks was what appeared to be a, for lack of a better word, humanoid wolf\n\n\\\u003eA black furred one if the lighting wasn't lying\n\n\\\u003eYou don't want to go near it since the poor thing could be a walking atom bomb\n\n\\\u003eOne that has his hands on your favorite modded .50cal rifle, that bastard\n\n\\\u003e\"Man, I've gotta show Chick these! This gear is awesome! I mean, just look at it!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou charge your rifle to get it's attention\n\nCHIK CHAK\n\n\\\u003eThe radwolf thing turns around with your precious 50 still in its grubby paws\n\n\\\u003e\"Eh? A human? Not what I expected but this place is neat!\"\n\n\\\u003eHe points it haphazardly at you\n\n\\\u003e\"I found it first, so get lost!\"\n\n\\\u003eGreat, it's retarded\n\n\\\u003eHis bright blue eyes focus on you and your rifle, to which you raise it up in response\n\n\\\u003e\"This is my home. Get lost before I shoot you\"\n\n\\\u003eOne more load for luck\n\n\\\u003e\"Or worse\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah, right - my gun's bigger dude! So get lost before I perforate you!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou shake your head at him\n\n\\\u003e\"Trust me, you're gonna want to drop that\"\n\n\\\u003eHe raises it even more, and without warning he pulls the trigger\n\n\\*click\\*\n\n\\\u003e\"Rule number 1: Never store a loaded weapon\"\n\n\\\u003eHe stands there staring at you\n\n\\\u003eCompletely bamboozled\n\n\\\u003eIt was about to get better from the vibrations in the ground that you start to feel\n\n\\\u003eYou smile, take a step three feet to the left, and bow\n\n\\\u003eAmana tears past you with a roar\n\n\\\u003e\"HOLY SHI-\"\n\n\\\u003eWell, that happened\n\n\\\u003eThe radwolf is nothing more than a pile of fur and bone that Amana is happily tearing into\n\n\\\u003eYou stroll over calmly and lay a hand on her side\n\n\\\u003eLooking closer you give a whistle\n\n\\\u003e\"That's some good fur! Hey, Amana, let me have that real quick so I can get the pelt\"\n\n\\\u003eYou make a reach for it, and lose both it and the side you were leaning against\n\n\\\u003e\"HEY! Gimme!\"\n\n\\\u003eThe pile of muscle and death just starts chewing faster and scoots away\n\n\\\u003eDammit, she does this when she eats something she shouldn't be\n\n\\\u003eYou stop, wiggle your fingers, and pop your neck to get the kinks out\n\n\\\u003eTime to use the secret weapon\n\n\\\u003eYou leap, and grab onto her scaled back\n\n\\\u003eAs expected she starts to get up, but with your mighty powers you freeze her in place\n\n\\\u003eYour fingers have found the side of her neck, and they're gently scratching away\n\n\\\u003eHer eyes close almost immediately, and you feel and hear a soft purring start\n\n\\\u003eYou continue giving scritches while you cautiously reach over, closer and closer\n\n\\\u003eJust gotta add the icing on this cake with a long drawn out scratch down the top of her muzzle\n\n\\\u003eAaaannnd...\n\n\\\u003e\"HEY!\" she parrots at you\n\n\\\u003eYou look over the body you are now holding\n\n\\\u003eToo many holes in the hide to even make a napkin\n\n\\\u003eYour mind wanders to the legion and their helmets\n\n\\\u003eWhat where they called?\n\n\\\u003e'Vexillarius helmets!' your demonic wristband says\n\n\\\u003eYeah, that'l do\n\n\\\u003eYou make short work of the removing the tattered pelt from the toy you quickly give back to Amana\n\n\\\u003eNo good can come of making your 8 foot murder monster wife angry\n\n\\\u003eOr how easily bypassed your defenses were\n\n\\\u003eYou got a cool hat out of it though\n\n  \n\n  \n\nPart VII: ComfyAnon and Raquel\n\n  \n\n\\\u003eIt's a lovely morning as you and Raquel hike slowly up the infamous 'stairway to heaven' in Oahu\n\n\\\u003eSure, it IS technically illegal to go up them now, but that didn't stop the droves of people who did it anyway\n\n\\\u003eYou're pretty sure that the police don't even bother to stop people anymore, just because so many of them still want to climb it\n\n\\\u003eStill... better safe than sorry in this case\n\n\\\u003eYou and Raquel had woken up at 4AM and started up the side of the mountain\n\n\\\u003eWhile at times the stairs were steep, Raquel took the challenge in stride using her single arm to pull herself along with amazing strength and dexterity\n\n\\\u003eShe happily hummed along knowing you were right there behind her, and ready to catch her should the worst happen\n\n\\\u003eIt's a few hours into this stressful, peaceful hike, and the sun is just now starting to rise\n\n\\\u003eThe view over the island and sea is breathtaking, second only to the moon you've been staring at up the mountain\n\n\\\u003e\"Come on Anon! We're almost at the top!\"\n\n\\\u003eYour smile was as big as the sunrise, probably, and you hurry up after her\n\n\\\u003eIt's only about 4,000nd more steps and you are in pretty good shape to do it\n\n\\\u003eThe cool mountain air swirling past you certainly helped\n\n\\\u003eYeah, this vacation was just what you and Raquel needed\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh my god look at the view!\" your maned wolfess happily calls to you\n\n\\\u003eNo kidding\n\n\\\u003eYou could see it all\n\n\\\u003eHonolulu, Hanauma Bay, Diamond Head and the jungle all around\n\n\\\u003eAll breathtaking\n\n\\\u003eBut Raquel's smiling joyous face could definitely kill you on the spot\n\n\\\u003eNot to be outdone, not with how much effort it took to craft that smile of hers, you beam back\n\n\\\u003eYou didn't do it for praise or anything like that, you did it because it was the right thing to do\n\n\\\u003eAnd in the end, the effort was worth it\n\n\\\u003eYour thoughts are broken by the sound of struggled panting\n\n\\\u003eThat's not Raquel is it?\n\n\\\u003eYou look towards Raquel ready to catch her passed out form\n\n\\\u003e...She must of had the same idea with how her arm is stretched out to you\n\n\\\u003eBoth of you had equally confused looks, but her's even more so while she looked over your shoulder\n\n\\\u003eThe source of the sound reveals itself when you too turn around\n\n  \n\n\\\u003e\"Why would anyone do this for fun? This is torture,\" gasps a panting black fox, quite literally crawling up the stairs\n\n\\\u003eReaching the top he lamely claws at the ground before finally rolling to his side\n\n\\\u003eYou can see why he struggled so much\n\n\\\u003eHe has a full rucksack on and enough supplies to go camping for a few days\n\n\\\u003eWas he planning on sleeping here?\n\n\\\u003eWell, now that you think about it, this would make for a lovely camping spot\n\n\\\u003eYou walk over and help the struggling fox to his feet\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey there man, you going camping up here or something?\"\n\n\\\u003eHe keeps panting, and only manages to drown it out with a quick drink from a water bottle\n\n\\\u003e\"Huh? Camping? No this is just a hike!\" he took a moment to chug it down, \"You gotta take a rucksack on a hike anywhere! In case you get lost, or something\"\n\n\\\u003eYou look back at Raquel who only gives a half shrug\n\n\\\u003eGetting lost here is basically impossible, the city below is in full view\n\n\\\u003eSomeone would have to be a special brand of retarded to have something like that happen\n\n\\\u003eYou dismiss that line of thinking and try to strike up a conversation\n\n\\\u003eWith it being a vacation and all you're probably never gonna see this guy again\n\n\\\u003eMight as well\n\n\\\u003eYou offer your hand to the fox and he takes it with a firm shake\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm Anon and this is Raquel,\" you begin\n\n\\\u003eHe puts on a winded grin and looks at Raquel\n\n\\\u003e\"My name's Bingle,\" he says after catching his breath\n\n\\\u003eRaquel makes her way to a rock nearby and sits down on it, giving a polite wave at the mention of her name\n\n\\\u003eThe two of you also make your way to rocks, and he takes off his pack while your unburdened self sits next to your fuzzy wife\n\n\\\u003eHe's looking at you and then back to Raquel with a puzzled look on his muzzle\n\n\\\u003e\"If I'm not mistaken you're a maned wolf right?\" he said with a snap of his fingers\n\n\\\u003eRaquel and yourself put on your best 'mildly surprised' smiles\n\n\\\u003eIt's not every day that someone didn't assume her to be a very lanky fox, so when someone gets it right it tends to make her day\n\n\\\u003e\"Why, yes I am! I'm impressed you were able to tell\"\n\n\\\u003eHe nods with his hand cupping his chin, deep in thought or deeply proud of his intellect\n\n\\\u003e\"Is it true your piss smells like dank kush?\"\n\n\\\u003eAh, so it's neither\n\n\\\u003eAs expected, you both went from mildly surprised to horribly shocked\n\n\\\u003eYou just don't ask a lovingly taken, not for sale lady that\n\n\\\u003e\"Uh... yeahitdoes,\" she squeaks\n\n\\\u003eHe laughs at that\n\n\\\u003e\"That's a pretty cool fetish you could fill right there! Dank kush watersports\"\n\n\\\u003e...Wel-\n\n\\\u003e\"Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA,\" you frown, \"that's a little uncalled for!\"\n\n\\\u003eHe just looks at you in disbelief, that's very hard to see behind another drained waterbottle\n\n\\\u003eFinishing it, he zips to Raquel's side and places a padded hand on her shoulder\n\n\\\u003e\"No, no it is called for,\" you ignore the fact he's touching your wife for how interesting his story better damn well be\n\n\\\u003e\"See, I'm a pornstar and\"\n\n\\\u003eAlright! No more touching!\n\n\\\u003eThe both of said, with Raquel being extra forceful in pushing him off\n\n\\\u003e\"Wha? No man, I'm always trying to find new fetishes to cater to\"\n\n\\\u003eHe's looking Raquel up and down earnestly\n\n\\\u003eYou stand, and the only thing stopping you from heating up is a warm paw grabbing on to you\n\n\\\u003eShe's just as bothered as you, but even then she didn't want to cause a scene\n\n\\\u003eAtop a mountain with only three people, no less\n\n\\\u003e\"And she's an amputee!\" he whistles, \"She's like a mixed bag of fetishes, all bundled up into one!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou open your mouth, and promptly get cutoff by the fox\n\n\\\u003e\"-a few greenscreen socks and we can do the whole 'lovepillow' deal too! How 'bout we get off this mountain and make a film\"\n\n\\\u003eHe walks up to Raquel\n\n\\\u003e\"You and me, what'dya say?\"\n\n\\\u003eHe holds his paw out to her with bright blue eyes glinting happily that you simply can't see through the red haze\n\n\\\u003eYour scowling goes ignored as well\n\n\\\u003eIt took you hours to get up here and this jerkwad was ruining it\n\n\\\u003eHe loosely grabs behind him to his backpack and pulls out a camera\n\n\\\u003eHolding it in front of him he then looks back to you\n\n\\\u003e\"Hubby here has to film though,\" he must of thought he was smooth\n\n\\\u003eNot smooth enough to slip out of your tackle\n\n\\\u003e\"Time for you to go Bingle\"\n\n\\\u003eWith a loud gasp behind you, you now have an incredibly confused fox pinned to the ground\n\n\\\u003e\"Now listen here you little shit,\" you seethe through clenched teeth\n\n\\\u003eBingle's muzzle is making a lot of funny faces back at you\n\n\\\u003e\"My wife and I were having a wonderful vacation before you somehow managed to sour the day with in just a few minutes\"\n\n\\\u003eHe must have used some high end softener with how silky his neck fur felt between your hands\n\n\\\u003eYou feel a light tapping on the side of your arm\n\n\\\u003eYou weren't expecting the thing causing it was his own trying to get you to stop\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003eThat better be his fucking wallet or keys in his front pockets\n\n\\\u003eYou drop his throat, which in turn drops his head right onto the dirt floor\n\n\\\u003eWhat kind of weird shit does he do anyways\n\n\\\u003eHe coughs and gags a bit on the floor, and soon gets up as well\n\n\\\u003eYou and Raquel watch him slowly compose himself again\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright!\" \\*wheeze\\* \"ok, fine\" \\*cough\\* \"I get it!\" he sputters out\n\n\\\u003eYou think he gets it\n\n\\\u003eHe digs in his pockets and pulls out a card, handing it to you\n\n\\\u003eOn it is the wolf in a much more, 'sparkly' outfit with a phone number written on it\n\n\\\u003e\"With a grip like that you could make it even better\"\n\n\\\u003eAre you serious\n\n\\\u003e\"No,\" you tear apart the card, but put the pieces away in one of your pockets\n\n\\\u003eDon't want to litter, after all\n\n\\\u003eHe puts his hands up to his side, and rolls his eyes walking backwards\n\n\\\u003eHe get's to his stuff, and starts picking up the things he's left around\n\n\\\u003e\"It's like he doesn't even want to watch me bang his girl,\" he quietly says to himself\n\n\\\u003eHe didn't get it\n\n\\\u003eYou don't even realize what you're doing as you seize the fox and hurl him from the cliff\n\n\\\u003eHis screams cut through the air as he ragdolls down the rockface\n\n\\\u003eAnother of Raquel's gasps brings you back\n\n\\\u003eShe has a paw over her mouth and looking at you, wide eyed\n\n\\\u003eYou kick at the dirt\n\n\\\u003e\"Eh, sorry babe - did I get carried away?\" you say, scratching at the back of your head\n\n\\\u003eShe leaps onto you with a half-hug\n\n\\\u003e\"I've just never seen you angry like that before\"\n\n\\\u003eHer quick kiss betrays her shaking\n\n\\\u003eYou don't remember spilling water on your pants\n\n\\\u003e\"Let's just enjoy this view!\" she's off of you in a flash, and reaches into her own backpack\n\n\\\u003ePulling out a few boxes she giddily holds them out to you\n\n\\\u003e\"I made sammiches!\" she adds a wiggle to each one\n\n\\\u003eYou lost it, laughing at the absurdity of what just happened\n\n\\\u003eIt reminds you of something important however\n\n\\\u003eYou grab the fox's rucksack, and toss it over the cliff\n\n\\\u003eYou're somewhat sure it's the same spot he flew over\n\n\\\u003eOh well, you did your best\n\n\\\u003eDon't want him getting lost\n\n  \n\nPart VIII: The Incubus and Devaki\n\n  \n\n\\\u003eA cup of coffee sits on a table, unmoving, unchanging, and full of joe\n\n\\\u003eNo matter what goes on in the background, this simple fact doesn't change\n\n\\\u003eAnd no matter how hard the lightning blue veins pulse in your arms, this appears to be it's purpose in the universe\n\n\\\u003eThe force is definitely against you\n\n\\\u003eEver since you pulled Devaki out of her prison, you've been trying to see the extent of your new found strength and abilities\n\n\\\u003eYou've tried hydrokinesis, pyrokinesis, geokinesis, aerokinesis, a quick stint at mind reading, and regular old kinesis\n\n\\\u003eThe only thing you've managed so far was to fart out a few balls of light that would spark out after an hour or so\n\n\\\u003eThe past thirty minutes were spent on getting this cup of coffee to float at you\n\n\\\u003e\"Practice more, we will guide you,\" your demoness calls from the couch, comfortable in her favorite pink sweater and not at all struggling at magic\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm not even sure what I can do though, or how can I practice\"\n\n\\\u003eShe grins, showing off all her wolflike teeth with her head cocked to the side\n\n\\\u003e\"You have all eternity to learn\"\n\n\\\u003eGreat, she's being like fucking yoda\n\n\\\u003eYou sigh, and reach out for the coffee mug with the thought of going to work tomorrow weighing you down\n\n\\\u003eWork at a place where all of your co-workers are somewhat scared of you now\n\n\\\u003eYou can't exactly blame them, if you put yourself in their shoes their fear made sense\n\n\\\u003eRandom co-worker shows up with a fiery blue wolf demon and glowing blue eyes would be terrifying\n\n\\\u003eDespite that, when you grasp at the mug it... shimmers, for lack of a better word\n\n\\\u003eAnd it slips through your fingers\n\n\\\u003e\"Dammit!\" you make a dive for the cup, only to realize you were still holding it with bean juice now thrown on your table\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah, ok, sure,\" you grit your teeth and pick yourself up\n\n\\\u003eYou also spend an unhealthy amount of time staring at the exact replica of the mug you're holding\n\n\\\u003ethere is literally an exact copy of the mug on the table\n\n\\\u003eWut\n\n\\\u003e\"Wat,\" you still stare, mug in hand and a massive stain slowly forming next to you\n\n\\\u003e\"What did you do Anon?\" Devaki is standing above you and peering down at the mug\n\n\\\u003e\"We have not seen this type of thing before,\" her three blazing blue eyes are shifting from mug to mug\n\n\\\u003eThis time, you reach with both hands and make a grab at them\n\n\\\u003eThey're both solid\n\n\\\u003eHuh, that's pretty neat\n\n\\\u003eTo your surprise there is still a bit of coffee left in your mug, and you take a sip of it\n\n\\\u003eIt's delicious, because your awesome with a keurig\n\n\\\u003eYou take a sip from the other one\n\n\\\u003eHuh, that's pretty aweful\n\n\\\u003eYou retch and spit out the mixture, that was a delicious blend of ash, ass, and some kind of dewy lemon-lime soda\n\n\\\u003eThe smell of sulfur really adds to it, too\n\n\\\u003eYou remedy this with placing both mugs down and rushing to the kitchen to wash the taste out of your mouth\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon it is fading,\" you hear Devaki call out\n\n\\\u003eYour mouth cleansed, and on a mission to raid the fridge, you take a quick peak from the side to see that the second mug is in fact, crumbling away\n\n\\\u003eLike a structure made of soot it crumbles into nothing until there's no sign of it left\n\n\\\u003e\"We think if you were concentrating on it, the mug would have lasted longer\"\n\n\\\u003eYou walk back over to the table, the mess, and the doggo\n\n\\\u003e\"So I can make temporary clones of things? I wonder if I can do that with living things\"\n\n\\\u003eYou're pulled into a furry hug with her muzzle to your ear\n\n\\\u003e\"That would make our time together at night much more interesting\"\n\n\\\u003eHer long tongue runs down your face, leaving a slight tingling trail wherever it touches\n\n\\\u003eYou would be grossed out buy you're used to her licking affection\n\n\\\u003eSo instead of reeling back you give her a delicate kiss on her nose\n\n\\\u003eShe has a weakness for affection, you learned\n\n\\\u003eGuess demons don't really get to experience it all that often\n\n\\\u003eShe starts letting out a low gravely purr that you wouldn't expect from a wolf like demon\n\n\\\u003eBut again, demon, and you yourself could pose as a third rate blue man group stand-in\n\n\\\u003eThe only noise you did expect is her occasional roaring\n\n\\\u003e100% guaranteed when they climax tho\n\n\\\u003eHer gravely purr grows even louder when you wrap an arm around her waist and pull her closer to you\n\n\\\u003eNo small feat considering she is at least 2 feet taller than you\n\n\\\u003eIt doesn't stop you from pulling her along to the couch, and the two of you begin a super intense cuddle\n\n\\\u003eA knock at the door stops you from diving on in\n\n\\\u003eYou sit up, look around and glance out the living room window\n\n\\\u003eYou hear another knock\n\n\\\u003eIt's coming from the closet door\n\n\\\u003e\"What?\" you both say, Devaki looks just as confused as you\n\n\\\u003e\"the fuck,\" you finish\n\n\\\u003eWith a quick walk to your closet door, you prepare to cast fist at whoever was in it\n\n\\\u003eOpening the door, you find a black furred wolf Anthro\n\n\\\u003eOr a fox, you guess\n\n\\\u003eNeither of which are important as furries are now a thing too, apparently\n\n\\\u003eYou get a glimpse at his crystalline blue eyes, and you relax your raised fist\n\n\\\u003e\"Is he one of yours?\" you say over your shoulder\n\n\\\u003e\"We do not know this one,\" you get back\n\n\\\u003eYou turn to him again, \"Who are you and why are you in my closet?\"\n\n\\\u003eWhatever brief confusion he had, it was quickly replaced with fury\n\n\\\u003e\"Your closet?! Where the fuck did that fucking skunk send me this time?\" he rants, shoving you out of the way and stepping into your apartment\n\n\\\u003eHe looks around, raises an eyebrow at the wolf on fire, and spots a mug that he soon swipes, and downs what ever was left\n\n\\\u003eAw man, that was the good stuff too\n\n\\\u003eConfused, he flips it over, mumbles to himself and sets it back down on the table\n\n\\\u003eSwearing gets involved when his fur acts like a rag for the spill\n\n\\\u003e\"Ok, well, I think you should go,\" you move towards him\n\n\\\u003eIgnoring you, he instead plops down on your couch\n\n\\\u003e\"Nah,\" he says, wiping an arm on your couch, \"not until Zig pulls me out of wherever the hell I am\"\n\n\\\u003eYou're rather surprised he isn't freaking out about Devaki, you, or the fact that he totally trashed your couch\n\n\\\u003eIt doesn't halt your rapidly rising annoyance, which in turn Devaki seems to share\n\n\\\u003e\"We do not want your presence here. Your life force is insufficient and too tainted for us to consume,\" she gets a little brighter and flamey with each word she says\n\n\\\u003e\"You. Are. Worthless to us,\" you aren't sure if the living black rug could bunch up any smaller than that\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon,\" you snap to attention\n\n\\\u003e\"Yesm?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Rid us of this insufferable nuisance\"\n\n\\\u003eYou give a curt nod, and with a stiff upper lip you march to the couch\n\n\\\u003eYou have no mercy for this dog that interrupted your cuddle session, and now you're off the leash\n\n\\\u003eGrabbing him by the scruff of his neck you drag him to the large bedroom mirror with Devaki daintily following\n\n\\\u003eYou aren't as gentle when you slam him into the glass, with your grip on his neck choking all words he might say\n\n\\\u003e\"Reach deep, through reality, through the illusions of life and death,\" she begins to chant\n\n\\\u003e\"And force him into that abyss,\" she's pretty blunt about it\n\n\\\u003eYou shove the wolf through the mirror into the realm you pulled Devaki from\n\n\\\u003eYou also left him a surprise\n\n\\\u003eThe wolf quickly gets up and dusts himself off while he looks around the empty void\n\n\\\u003eHis eyes finally fall on the exact copy of himself\n\n\\\u003e\"Who are you?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm you but stronger!\"\n\n\\\u003eAnd with that the copy pounces on the wolf thing\n\n\\\u003eDevaki is sitting on the bed, and snuggle in beside her\n\n\\\u003e\"Man, cable's gotten violent lately\"\n\n\\\u003eThe clone is tearing at the other, who's own fists flail back\n\n\\\u003e\"Indeed\"\n\n\\\u003eIt's just like wrestling, but free, real, and with no Vince McMahon\n\n\\\u003eIt also doesn't matter who \"wins\" the fight between them\n\n\\\u003eFor you now have entertainment for the evening"}