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“[SHIELD INTEGRITY 43%]"

Lasers pinged against Fox McCloud's shields as he banked right, taking his AR-wing close to a enemy cruiser's hull. The interceptors behind intensified their fire against his ship, luckily most of it missed him, instead lighting up the cruisers shields as Fox dodged and weaved along the length of it's hull. As he neared the mid section, he quickly glanced at his console: He'd expended all Smart Bombs, Missiles, countermeasures and was now running low on power, while his shield generator had lost all cooling, threatening to fry him before those pirate interceptors could. Fox was knocked out his brief thoughts as another fighter squadron came at him from the front, Thinking quick he yanked the stick right. He felt lasers hit his fighter as he spun and shook his fighter to prevent targeting as best he could while dozen ships fired against him. The pirates respected strength, Whoever blasted the famous Star fox to bits would become a legend themselves. He broke away from the hull of the cruiser moving towards the safety of a Destroyer, From the U.O.D.F (Ugaunian Orbital Defence Forces) Which were Serving as Star fox's Employers and Allies in this battle. The Destroyer was providing cover to a battlecruiser further behind it. Hopefully this would force fox's pursuers to withdraw or face the destroyers guns. He swapped power towards his thruster and rear shields as he flew through the embattled stars. As he drew closer he spun his fighter again as missile warnings flared, Through blurry vision he saw friendly ships dog fighting as they weaved through debris and larger vessels. T battle was still undecided; unless fox was able to swap his AR-wing, he'd be sitting what's left of it out. His thoughts were blown away as a missile collided with his AR-wing, Violently jolting Fox in his seat “[SHIELD INTEGRITY 11%]" The situation started looking very bad. As lasers began eating through his shields and into his armour he banked left through a dense debris field, Most pursuing ships went around moving to cut off his escape. Before he could get his bearings he was hit by another salvo of lasers, causing his left wing to burst into flames, Thinking quick he pulled towards a destroyed section of a Corvette flying straight through the hole in it's side and as soon as he exited it, he slammed his fighter to a halt. As he waited for his pursuers to fly into his ambush, he listened to the sounds around him, The lasers hitting shields, missiles ripping apart ship armour and Thrusters burning through Evasive manoeuvres. He saw as a pair of pirate fighters passed through the Corvette wreckage, He pulled back into full thrust firing a burst of lasers into the closer one, causing it to spin out and explode. But as he aimed at the second one and pulled the trigger his Cannons Did nothing, glancing at the console reported no issues and looking back up, the fighter was already banking right to get behind him. He put all power into engines and pointed straight towards the destroyer, While he was star fox the legendary pilot he wouldn't get out of this situation alone. “I'm currently pinned In the debris field, All my weapons are out and my ship has taken heavy damage. I request immediate assistance!" Fox said, hoping that out of everything broken his microphone still worked.

“Don't worry I'm inbound, Fox" Krystal replied, as she moved to rescue him from certain doom.

“I'll head over!, just sit tight" Falco Said, joining the battle.

He dodged more debris, Spotting the fighters waiting for him and blocking his only escape. As he drew closer the fighters moved to intercept, “Please, Be here when I need you" He whispered to himself hoping his saviours wouldn't let him become another wreck in this debris field. Just as they entered range the pirates were ripped apart by Falco and Krystal's Laser Barrage, Around 5 were destroyed the rest broke off to engage Falco and Krystal or continued on course, Fox pulled his Fighter into a spin dodging most of the laser fire. He was really kicking himself for not remembering how much the price for his hide was, Whatever it was the pirates seemed bolder than usual.

“Huh Fancy seeing that cute face again, McCloud!" It was the answer to his previous question and Wolf O'Donnell. His Main Rival was nothing if not persistent. If he was here these pirates must've gotten some serious money from somewhere, Or O'Donnell was just here to settle the score involving McCloud. As Fox's AR-wing limped forward his anxiety grew as despite Wolf's verbal tease he hadn't joined the battle, Had he finally learned something from all of their Other Engagements?. “We've got you covered!" Falco said as he weaved through space blasting pirates left and right, While Fox limped away. He had Originally tried to cripple their capital ship on his own, but having seriously misjudged the situation, His fighter was crippled in response. As Fox Neared the relative safety of the destroyer,

O'Donnell Cackled over the radio “Oh I wouldn't go their McCloud!", A second later the destroyer was blown apart by a enemy battleship's Salvo, The force of the explosion sending Fox's ship into an uncontrollable right spin. While he could handle a lot of G force, The spinning made him feel queasy and weak, He pulled the stick as hard left as he could manage slowly Pulling out of it as his fighter tumbled towards the main battlefield. He felt his heart beat faster, and faster “This is Fox McCloud, I have taken heavy damage and need somewhere to land, Over!" He Blurted into the microphone,

“This is Carrier Resolute, We've got you on scopes Star Fox, If you bank left you should be heading straight for us, Over" The professional voice was reassuring, Hopefully He could at least die in somewhere comfortable. He followed their instructions Banking left Spotting the carrier, holding position behind a line of Frigates and escort fighters.

“Hmm, Fox I'd say stay but... I think you've made up your mind, I haven't seen you like this since Kat 3" O'Donnell Said as a final goodbye. Fox felt a pang of anxiety and fear as he heard those words, but he Couldn't open that can of worms now. His Ship continued through space, Passing the escorts and feeling a sense of relief He decided to Check on Falco and Krystal “Falco, Krystal you two good?"

“No, I'm dead" Falco replied sarcastically

“good to know" Fox said, Rolling his eyes

“Fine, The pirates are moving back out of range, They may be retreating" Krystal stated

“So much for a set piece battle. We probably won't get a full payment for this" Falco said as he turned back to the fleet

“At least they've been driven away" Fox pointed out, As he initiated landing procedures. hopefully he could catch up on some rest on the carrier.

As he flew what remained of his AR-wing into the hanger, He saw flight crew running every which way rearming and fixing Fighters, bombers and other small craft. His ship slammed to the ground causing Fox some whiplash; Most of the landing gear had been blown off. He hit the emergency release, Causing his windscreen to blow off smashing to bits on the ground. As he got up adjusting his flight jacket, only then seeing the small crowd approaching, “Hey, Star Fox It's an honour to meet you in person!" the Dog mechanic said as, Fox stumbled out onto the hangar's ground, His legs feeling weak.

“Thanks, but uhh.. just call Me McCloud" Fox never really know how to react to these situations, Proclaim his superiority? Or act like a Slightly Rude Jackass?. No Matter what he always ended up acting like the latter (Usually unintentional).

“Those Pirates got away from us again. What should we do now Sir?" Another voice asked from the crowd, Which was feeling bigger and closer, Like he was being crushed by their presence

“..." Fox tried to reply but the words died on his tongue. He Began Squeezing past them

“Are you okay, Star fox?" Someone else asked from beyond Fox's sight

“Yes, I-ii just..." He began Moving faster, Things felt... his chest... He couldn't do this. He walked towards the Exit, trying to find somewhere quiet and empty. As he walked through the halls, some attempted to ask him questions or meet him but he just ignored them, After a minute of walking he found somewhere he could sit alone. 'What the fuck happened? I'm not the best speaker but I can handle a few questions. Why did that all feel so different? And why did Wolf say that? Did anyone else hear that?' He sat on a crate in an isolated corridor trying to calm down, His hands and legs still felt slightly Shakey. He should get back to his Temporary accommodation.

The room was quite bare, the captain had offered star fox one of the officer's rooms but he said this would be fine, He was only going to use it for 2 days at most. It had 2 rooms the first which led out into the corridor Contained a bunk bed, Cabinet, Table and chair and inside there was a small bathroom with a toilet, Shower and sink. He pulled his jacket off putting it onto the back of the chair, He rubbed his eyes and yawned. He just wanted to pull this outfit off then curl up into the bottom bunk (Krystal insist on having the top). He walked into the bathroom looking at the beleaguered fox in the mirror, His eyes had bags beneath them and he felt uncomfortable just looking at himself. He walked back out, Sitting back down on the bottom bunk bed pulled his combat boots off, stashing them under the bed. He stood up and unzipped his flight suit it was tight and form fitting, Specially designed for his physique. He Unclasped the collar and pulled the zip down to his hip, He then pulled the rest of it off legs stopping to fish his tail out of the suit. He finally pulled it past his knees and sitting back onto the bed pulled it off his feet.

He looked over himself, His build was always mostly Scrawny with a little muscle, He'd been hoping to bulk up to improve his strength and muscle mass but had been busy for the past 7 months with work. He climbed into his bottom bunk fitting perfectly behind the blanket, Realizing the lights were still on he got up and went to hit the light switch by the door.

“There ya are!" Krystal said, then Taking fox in a constricting hug. He returned the favour wrapping his arms around her “Apparently , you seemed a little stressed?" Krystal asked still holding him tightly

“It was nothing; Just annoyed we couldn't finally finish those pirates" Fox replied Timidly not wanting to continue this line of conversation.

“Well we have been running quite a lot of missions recently, Maybe it's time for a break?" Krystal asked as she rubbed a hand through fox's messy hair.

“A break would be nice but there's still a lot of missions to do and people to help" Fox reasoned as he peeled away from the hug, Laying down onto the bottom bunk.

“I mean a break would do you good" Krystal said looking over him

Fox chuckled “What's that supposed to mean?"

“Well for one your not the muscle bound space warrior I remember meeting on Sauria. Seem a lot more scrawny" Krystal joked as sat down on the edge of Fox's bunk.

“I admit I'm a little more scrawny Than back then, but that was because I had nothing but free time at the time" Fox reasoned, Smiling at the blue Vixen

“Bullshit! You look thinner than paper from over here!" Krystal joked “I could probably beat you in a fight, Any day of the week"

“Well like boxing, Wrestling?" Fox asked, but before he received an answer she pounced on him. Fox Struggled for a second attempting to shake Her off, but she pinned his arms and legs down, lying on top of his now clearly small form. Krystal simply stared into Fox's eyes with a mischievous smile, as he weakly attempted to shake off the larger and stronger vixen.

“Okay I admit I've not got the muscles I had a few years ago" He said hoping this satisfy her

“And?" Krystal said tightening her grip on his hands

“Your the Stronger one in the relationship?" Fox said hopping that was the correct answer.

“Close enough" Krystal replied, letting go of his hands and kiss the scrawny fox on the cheek, Causing him to blush. She gently got up off of fox and the bed, Taking her Flight suit off revealing her panties and bra which were both pretty simple mostly meant for comfort and staying out of the way. Fox looked up at her, He was always happy to be with Krystal, She was almost the same height him but had more muscle her midriff was flat and had some muscle definition along with her arms and thighs. Despite his protests and dislike he preferred Krystal being the Stronger one, She at least knew how to use that strength. She slipped a baggy, oversized shirt on and some gym shorts, She then climbed up to the top bunk. “I don't understand the appeal of the top bunk, it's awkward to get up here and you have nowhere to set anything" Krystal said breaking the short silence,

“I slept in the top bunk for nearly all of my time in the academy. The novelty wore off immediately" Fox thought back, That was the only simple memory he had of the academy.

“How was your time in the academy? I don't remember ever getting to ask you?" Krystal asked down to him

“It was uneventful" That was lie, “I did the work and didn't get mixed up in squabbles about crushes and romantic partners" Also a partial lie, Fox didn't really think of it as lying just keeping out a painful memory.

“What no high school sweetheart?" Krystal wondered Leaning over the bunk to look down at Fox

“Not Really, I had a few crushes.... But I didn't act on anything" Another lie to protect himself from his own personal pain

“Were they like me?" Krystal asked leaving Fox's view once again,

He thought for a second, Should he rip the band aid off now? No he'd wait until they were alone and somewhere more relaxed. “I Can't really remember them other than their Names and what they looked like" Fox replied He didn't lie much and wasn't very good at it, but you didn't need to be an expert liar to convince someone you don't Remember much from back when.

“Bummer" Krystal replied, After that things went silent, Fox heard Krystal shift in the bunk above him. He looked up at the line of metal strips holding the mattress in place above him, Fox wondered if the mattress was a perfect invention, it hadn't been changed in Hundreds of years so had seemingly already hit it's peak. Or it was just Simple Military mattresses he was used to and the expensive private mattresses had long since consumed the galaxies greatest minds in an eternal demand for further development and progress.

It was times like this Fox wondered if his mind was like most other people, Or perhaps this was why he was such a good pilot.

After a few more minutes of silent reflection and thoughts about the pillow Industry, Krystal finally asked Fox “how are you feeling?, Maybe now's a good time to see the Medic?"

“Okay" Fox knew he should go but just wanted to continue lying in his underwear, Splayed across his bunk. He got up leaning down into their bag to grab a shirt and pants, Fox had made a mental promise to only wear his flight suit on work hours. Pulling the clothes on, he then reached down pulling his socks and boots on.

“Don't worry I'll come along" Krystal said moving down the ladder,

“If you wanna stay here, I'll be quick" Fox replied waiting by the bathroom, She pulled a pair of socks and shoes on. Both of them were a little underdressed, but who wasn't on a ship like this?. “It's all right I'll come along" Krystal said patting him on the shoulder “Just tell me if I need to hold your hand during this, okay?" Krystal always enjoyed teasing him slightly

“If I need to hold your hand during this. Just pull me out of there" Fox jokingly commented, They exited the Small bedroom moving through the Steel and grey corridors of the ship It was all utilitarian and angular. Designed solely to be functional with Pipes and cables running along the top of the hallways, while the corridor walls were lined with panels, Doors, notice boards and simple analogue signs indicating your location and Displaying directions. Most people made a few glances at the pair before turning back to their current task, Fox looked to his right looking out the window unto the seemingly infinite cosmos they'd seemingly left the battle site, Moving into orbit over a nearby moon. Just then he spotted the rest of fleet, all spread out in formation away from the carrier. Other than the moon they loomed above and the fleet in the distance, they seemed entirely alone. There was still a few people in every corridor, which filled Fox with mix of discomfort and exhaustion as they asked if he was the “Star fox", It was more draining than usual as he went through responding with “Yes, Nice to see you!" to all of them, He hoped he wasn't coming across like an asshole. After what felt like 30 minutes of walking they finally arrived at the medical bay. The slight hum of lights and slick sterile walls only served to unnerve the scrawny pilot 'what were they doing in there?' He thought, then seeing someone led out in a stretcher presumably heavily wounded in combat; Fox Felt even Worse for internal monologue now. He fiddled with his flight suit as he sat in the Waiting room alone apart from his Blue girlfriend, and a selection of outdated gardening magazines. They both watched as the clocks ticked and paint dried. Fox occasionally glanced at Krystal but failed to strike up a conversation, He was starting feel nervous like he was going to learn something he didn't want to.

“So you are the famous star fox?" A Female fox in a doctors robe asked, exiting an office and walking over to the couple.

“Yes" Fox replied a little to forcefully than he meant to.

“Your a lot short than expected. Don't worry I'm the ship's resident psychologist" She chuckled, Fox was unsure of how to react so simply smiled “Come on in is something wrong?" She beckoned into her office,

Krystal explained, her outside perspective would do justice to his situation “He just seems pretty stressed from overworking" They entered the office sitting down and Watching as the doctor typed something into her desk mounted terminal. The office was similarly utilitarian the metal desk was covered with documents and a bulky computer Terminal and keyboard on her right, Two cheap metal chairs served as patients chairs and a celling light hummed above the room.

“Well that's pretty common for someone in this business" She said looking into Fox's eyes intently.

“Its just a passing bout of stress, A few of these past missions have been really tough or dangerous. I promise I'll be careful and try and keep calm next time" Fox said slightly uncomfortable hoping that would solve the situation

“Even if it is a passing bout of stress, You seem rather uncertain about all of this" She asked beginning to type again

“Well I felt more anxious when I got crowded after I landed, Didn't really feel stressed in the cockpit" Fox replied shifting in his chair

“Huh I see, do consume any inhibiting substances on a regular basis Mr McCloud?" She continued typing as she adjusted her short hair, She had brownish fur and pair of circular glasses on, She was also a head taller than both him and Krystal.

“No I haven't done that" Fox hoped she didn't think he was lying, 'Don't celebrities do drugs?'

“Was your main anxiety towards social situations with the crew members?" She asked clinically, continued to tap away at her keyboard.

“Yes... it just... I felt crowded or surrounded by them, I was afraid of what to say and was worried they wouldn't like it, Just felt like I needed to be alone" Fox decided to stop straying around truth and tell the doc everything up front.

“And you felt no Anxiety before hand, During Combat or with Miss Krystal?" She had a line of questioning but Fox wasn't sure what she was getting at.

“No" Fox said clearing his throat afterwards

“When's the last time you had a considerable brake?" She asked, Fox started to know where this was going.

“well we uhm-" Fox sputtered out trying to think, Before being cut off by Krystal

“Around 7 months since then the only brakes he's had is preparing for missions or traveling to them" Krystal wasn't trying to paint a rosy picture, Fox felt a pang of guilt that he'd overworked not just himself but everyone else in the StarFox team.

“Hmmm-mm, I think your issue Mr McCloud is relatively simple, Miss Krystal was correct that it would be stress from overworking and your job is already an incredibly high stress environment" She explained typing faster into the computer, Fox looked over at Krystal seeing her offer a supportive Smile. “I suggest you take a large break from work, 4 Months at least" She said “And after that continue to have regular breaks from your work"

“But I don't feel bad while doing it and people are counting on us!" Fox said already knowing they were both right.

“Your symptoms seem to indicate your growing more comfortable in combat situations than talking to people, Which isn't something you should continue enabling and your worry about people relying on your help, You won't be around forever and can't fight every battle all the time, I'm sure capable people will be able to handle these situations in your absence." She explained that all rather well considering Fox's discomfort at the situation “But after all I can't force you to do these things against your will, Just ensure you use proper judgement."

Krystal got up Shaking the doctors hand as she prepared to leave “Thanks for the opinion Doctor..."

“Doctor Stevenson" the brown fox replied shaking her hand

As Fox exited out into the Waiting room, Krystal Said a final goodbye to the kind doctor “Thanks doctor Stevenson, we'll make sure to take a break from this whole process for a good few months, And stay safe"

“I'll try" She laughed waving at Krystal as she closed the door.

Exiting the Medical ward they entered the hallway, Making their way back to their room.

“So what's the plan Now?" Fox asked as they walked through the quieter corridors

“You heard the Doctor were going on a well needed break!" Krystal was putting her foot down, Arguing with her now would only result In Pyric victory at best.

“Fine I'll... we'll take a break from Flying and fighting for a while" Fox said, Looking to Krystal for her response. She smiled, wrapping her arm around his shoulder as they walked through the corridor's still encountering the occasional Crew member, Which caused fox to blush every time. They finally returned to their room, Fox pulled off all of his clothes (except Underwear) letting them fall to the floor. Krystal did the same stripping to her undergarments, then while fox looked into the bathroom mirror she closed in behind him, Resting her head on his left shoulder and wrapping her arms in a hug around his chest and tummy both of which were nothing but skin and bone.

“I would say we should have a little fun tonight, but the bunk bed doesn't seem like the best place for sex." Krystal said stating another inefficiency of the bunk beds, Fox just stood feeling his girlfriends toned body pressed against his back and shoulder. He turned bright red as one of her hands moved downwards along his right leg, Rubbing against the fur on his thigh before up to his Butt. She gave his cheek a squeeze, Like the rest of him there wasn't much there, He'd always suffered from chronic Flat ass syndrome which always made long space flights uncomfortable.

“I thought you said the bunk was no good?" Fox replied, reaching his hand back to brush her short Blueish-Purple hair.

“Just A quick check up... See if you're still as “active" as I remember" Krystal said in A quieter and more seductive tone, She nuzzled he Face against his neck Causing him to squirm slightly before relaxing again to let her continue.

“Nice Innuendo" Fox whispered back sarcastically “What next? Check My cholesterol levels?"

Krystal laughed, letting go and stepping back “I was trying to bring you into the mood you asshat" She sat down onto the bottom bunk smiling as she adjusted her bra slightly.

“So not gonna check my Stamina?" Fox asked sitting down next to her

“No way, at least not here. Once we get a King size, Have a nice dinner, get a few drinks... Then we'll get “Physical" and I'll see how rusty we are" Krystal Imagined as she leaned against Fox's shoulder.

“So tomorrow I will need to find us a way to the nearest luxury hotel?" Fox asked as the snuggled closer, on the undersized bunk bed.

“Yep, and make sure I can use my swim suit" Krystal Responded, Planting a kiss on fox's lips and bringing him into a tight hug.

Over the next few days Fox planned out how he'd get them back to Corneria, From there they'd Decided on a hotel/ Resort then spend a few weeks there, Money wasn't really an object each member of the Star fox team had ammassed a personal fortune. After Checking in With Falco and Slippy, They each Agreed with the Break Idea, Falco had decided to head home to visit family, While Slippy was going to take a trip to the Academy to see how the engineering course was, He'd always wanted to help draft a new curriculum, Using his theories and experience in the fields of Flying and Engineering. Fox Had one major issue to deal with, the carrier had returned to Ugaunia, But there was no Commercial Transport leaving for the next three weeks, Most were grounded as they feared the now, Disappeared pirates And While Ugaunia seemed like a lovely planet, Krystal wanted to get away from the Action as soon as possible. Fox was almost ready to give up hope but had noticed a Job listing calling for Two-four people to provide security on an automated Cargo ship Carrying medical Equipment and Supplies to Corneria. Despite Krystal's initial proclamation Regarding no Missions for a few months, She Had to concede, this would at least get them home and was very low risk. In preparation Krystal Bought some more amenities and items they'd need while traveling, While Fox Attempted to Arrange for Fox's and Krystal's R-wings to be shipped Back to Corneria. After much deliberation (and hair pulling) Fox decided to Graciously donated One and a half Partially used AR-wings to the O.D.F, While Krystal felt some sadness seeing her fighter go, Fox simply thought of the 23 Previous AR-wings he'd totalled in combat and by accident. After that everything had been planned and everyone was ready to go, all they needed to do was to Step aboard.

Krystal was wearing one of Fox's t-shirts but finding it to baggy she'd tied it into a crop top, she had a pair of Aviator shades and one of fox's pairs of Jeans, The whole look screamed “country singer". Fox had dressed similarly a White top and a pair of jeans. Currently he was struggling to pull his suitcase up the loading ramp, While Krystal spoke with the Owner of the vessel.

“So how does it work exactly?" Krystal asked folding her arms in front of her, The guy was a shorter Fox around chest height to Krystal, with long ears and despite Krystal looming overhead he seemed quite calm.

“Simply Put we provide the destination, The computer takes that and Decides a most efficient route towards that point from there it would be unloaded, then reloaded and finally sent back here!" He said growing more impassioned as his speech continued,

“What if there's a pirate attack? Are there defensive weapons? Can the Computer Preform Evasive manoeuvres?" Krystal asked, Starting to imagine why this project is still a prototype.

“Well there's a Small emergency kit in the bridge, Stocked with 2 Pistols. That should at least keep you two safe, as for Evasive manoeuvres? If you take manual control, I'm sure the master Star fox could evade anything!" While the shorter fox was confident in his speech, Krystal was already having doubts seemed like a lot of the “defence" Procedures were for her and Fox to carry out.

“Ah brighten up Miss!, The chance of pirate attacks are close to Zero once you pass through helix nebula!" He Had spotted Krystal's second thoughts about this and used his “salesman charm"

Krystal shifted in her place, Some how less sure than before “Where did you even get those numbers from? This whole thing seems pretty slap dash!" Krystal slightly raised her tone, breaking Eye contact to look back at Fox, who had finally pulled his suitcase into the open cargo door he now careful walked down the ramp to take Krystal's up.

“Look at it this way, if you two get whacked on my ship. I'll be Shining shoes in a Jail cell trying to make my living!, Oh and before I forget be careful handling some of the cargo it was “volatile" so to speak" The shifty little guy said adjusting his cheap suit.

“What do you mean “Volatile" Like A bomb" Krystal asked leaning down toward their contractor

“Well not a bomb, but it could cause you two to “blow up" I guess, So try and keep calm and Stay safe out there!" With that he walked off, that tiny fox was going to receive a complaint, At least if they survived the trip And With those unwanted thoughts burrowing through her noggin, Krystal walked over to Fox to help him with the case,

“What did he say?" Fox said as he pulled the case further up, Looking down at Krystal from the ramp.

“Nothing good, This bucket has barely any defensive weapons!, He's betting on luck that we don't get blasted into space dust!" Krystal complained walking up the ramp to assist fox, Pushing the case into the Cargo hold, Krystal was more so annoyed What the hell did he mean about “blowing up" that should've been the first thing on the Listing!

“I guess there's no backing out now?" Fox asked meekly

“Not unless we can get a Spare ship in 3 minutes" Krystal sighed entering the ship, hoping she'd be leaving a few weeks later. The cargo hold was medium for it's class, around the size of a swimming pool, with the crew compartments, Engines and Bridge sitting above the hold to minimise it's footprint on the ground. Krystal grabbed her Suitcase walked through the many rows of precious medicine a tempting target for a space pirate. Krystal passed through a door way on the left, It was a spiral staircase that led up into the crew Quarters, Fox followed close behind as they began their trek up the winding stairs. By the time they reached the top fox felt a little winded and Krystal's legs were ready for a rest, they entered into a long corridor running the length of the ship. Behind them was the Bridge for Emergency Control, At the other end was the Engine room, On the left was crew Quarters and Medical bay and on the right was the Computer core. Altogether the ship was alright for a quick journey, but I'll suited for a long haul.

“So what now, Love" Fox said standing beside Krystal as she looked through the corridor,

“We relax" Krystal replied smiling as she looked into his emerald green eyes, He seemed happy enough.

With that they entered their Bedroom and unpacked their stuff from the suit cases. The room had a

desk with a personal terminal on it, a Wardrobe and two Single beds. After sorting their stuff and pushing the single beds together. Fox And Krystal decided to look around, exiting their room into the one next to it.

“Oh god" Krystal buried her faces as she saw it, There was the bathroom with a sink and toilet, then also a large communal shower.

Fox attempted to comfort her Discomfort “It's not like anyone you don't knows gonna see" He moved closer to her “Plus now we can both shower at the same time"

“It just feels weird to have a shower this big, Usually they're the size of a phone booth. Not an office." Krystal stated, While Fox Walked back around behind her

“At least I'll be able to see these sooner" Fox said putting his hands around her breasts pretending to jiggle them wildly, “Bwomp" “Bwomp" he said in tunes as he moved her Boobs.

“Be careful now. I may still throw someone out the airlock!" Krystal replied rolling her eyes as fox played pretended with her tits

“Still worth it!" Fox said, Letting go and slipping out of the bathroom. Krystal Smiled, then a thought struck her, They would be entirely alone on this ship with nothing to do for 3 weeks and romance/ Sexual encounters Had been very Sparse these past few months. They were both “Pent up" so to speak. Krystal then checked their food stocks, Down in the cargo hold, Enough meals to last 4 people a month, They wouldn't starve at least. Krystal winced realizing that she'd likely be eating and drinking a lot more during this break, and exercising a lot less. Krystal's was healthy as long as she could remember, but was always worried about her weight. Unlike Fox who seemingly ate Garbage and still weighed less than a tree branch. She walked back up to their bed room, as the couple lay their in bed they felt the jolt as the ship lifted off into the cosmic sea, In a journey homeward. The rest of the Day was uneventful, They had a Meal prepared on a small Kitchen in the engine room, (Interior Planning clearly wasn't that short fox's strongest suit) Fox had somewhat successfully cooked the meal for Krystal, Although the romantic Moment was ruined as the meal was a awful Tasting chicken Pie substitute, While these weren't military Rations they still seemed rather low quality, If every meal would taste this bad Krystal was going to send herself out the airlock. After the disappointingly Terrible meal they snuggled down together in their beds, Sleeping rather softly that night.

Day Two: Krystal Awoke feeling Fox get up out of the bed for his Morning shower, Krystal was going to take the “Morning" In But wanted to see what fun they could do together in that Shower. Pulling herself out of bed she Grabbed towel and pulled off her sleeping Bra and Panties, She usually would Wrap the towel around herself when heading for a shower in most places, But today she said “Fuck it" Walking through the Silent metal corridors fully Naked, At least here there wasn't some sniffling Rookie here to Bump into (If she hadn't been holding her towel, he would've gotten a whole front view of Krystal's naked body). Krystal entered the bathroom Seeing Fox still showering. She walked over to him turning on the Shower head next to him. He looked over, McCloud looked half awake as he stood letting the water pour through his fur, Barely Managing a smile to his partner. Just then the water came down catching Krystal off guard as she was soaked. Fox Smiled and seemed to waken up a bit after that, Krystal Felt Embarrassed as she grabbed Hair conditioner, Rubbing it through her Short, tomboyish hair. Then she just let the warm water run through it feeling pass through her Hair then down through her fur, After the Water did it's job she opened her eyes back up, She wanted to have a little fun. She moved closer to Fox, he turned to face her but before he could ask she Pounced, Grabbing him and pushing him against the wall. Fox Smiled and Blushed at the same time, Krystal felt her body push against his, the Scrawny fox enjoyed the feeling of a stronger lady holding him against the cold tiles. In Response Fox reached his Hands around her waist, grabbing her Wet Ass, feeling the mix of well defined muscle, fat and water running through, sent him Crazy. Krystal in turn Grabbed his Hands, Guiding them back up towards her Chest, he got the hint. Grabbing her Breasts, With his water Soaked hands as She Pushed harder against him, It was all pretty Intense for before 9:00AM. Fox Cupped her Breasts Shaking them to feel their slight heft, While Krystal Rubbed her Fingers across his awestruck Face. After a minute of playing with her “Melons" Fox decided to turn up the heat, Grabbing a nipple In each hand and squeezing them, Immediately Krystal Tightened her grip and Bit her lip as she struggled to contain herself. Fox Then squeezed again Harder, Causing Krystal to loosen her grip and recoil slightly, looking exerted Fox Loosened his grip letting go of her Breasts, Krystal Rubbed her Nipples the Pain had finally Caught up with her.

“You alright?, I'm sorry if I went to hard" Fox asked turning off the shower heads,

Krystal continued to rub her Sore Nipples but she had a look of satisfaction in her eyes “No, no that was great!, I just stood back to steady myself, then when let go the Pain finally hit me"

“Well I'm still sorry for that" Fox said walking over to grab his towel, Wrapping around his waist

“Why are you wearing your towel as if I haven't seen your dick before?" Krystal asked walking over to dry herself on a towel

“I just prefer not Being nude, Plus it's cold in that hallway!" Fox Countered, He was always Guarded about Sexual behaviour or Most things flirtatious.

“I'll stick to Living Free for now, Couldn't do this on a Battleship!" She replied, putting her hands on her hips and striking a sexy Face.

“Yeah, we were certainly lucky for that" Fox Joked as he exited the Bathroom into the corridor. While Krystal looked at herself in the mirror, Her Blue and White Fur was quite unique most people just assumed it was dyed, Maybe one Halloween her and fox could dress up as each other!. Her Chest was your Average pair of breasts, her Midriff was well defined with muscle she was Fit and happy. Although she'd always wondered what it would be like to have a pair of Massive Fat tits that need a custom bra, or a Wide hips and Thick Ass which could crush a man's bones and force her to get Two Seats at a Restaurant. She always enjoyed those unrealistic Fantasies, Despite Never really Having or desperately trying to Acquire an hourglass figure. But I guess that was nature everyone wanted something they couldn't get.

While Krystal Fantasied about boobs, Fox Got dressed Pulling on a Long sleeve t-shirt and a pair of

Jeans he went to go check the various parts of the ship. He got up walking out right as a naked Blue Vixen Pranced into the bedroom, despite her occasional boneheaded personality he still loved her more than anything. Entering the Bridge was underwhelming, it was small filled with a block of computer's on the left and to the right a small and cheap looking pilot's seat and console, the last place fox wanted to use that was in an emergency. As everything seemed in order there, He went along the Corridor to go and check the Engines; After that he'd look through the cargo hold them Krystal and fox would find some way to Pass the time. The engine was a cramped maze of Machinery that was constantly whirring and buzzing while emanating More heat than a Bonfire. Over in the corner of the room was the Impromptu Kitchen which was out of place here and served to make meal prep unbearable, as the Engine's were also quite loud. Everything seemed in order here, Now to see in there was anything amiss in the cargo hold. As he walked down the stair case he already felt that it was getting old, By the Time he reached the bottom Fox felt slightly out of breath. The Hold felt claustrophobic with the rows of crates stacked several meters above them, hopefully they won't be the ones unloading it. He decided to check the Food stocks in the corner, 'Yep still their' God he was already bored!. This trip was going to be torture!, Fox's mind groaned as he wondered of all the things he couldn't do. Wandering to the back of the ship he noticed a Closet or room he hadn't checked yet, With any luck there was a cinema and Bar in there, but that seemed unlikely. He walked towards it pushing a button on the nearby panel to reveal the hidden secrets of this... Janitors closet!. Why would this ship even need a janitor?, The room was filled with to Cabinets and a pile of old brooms and mops. But then something caught his eye, Something that made him Feel... Squirmy?. It was an adult Magazine, of gay pornography... that took him back, he shouldn't but he was curious? It had been years since he'd indulged this fantasy, At least it was something to do around here!. But before Fox could start getting in the mood, he remembered he was going to see Krystal after this, Probably for the best he doesn't think about this again.