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Sorry for the delay! Second day of Rene's week of heck! This time starring Crossdog367's Headlight Friday! Guest appearance by Jennifer Marine of theaubri!
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Rent-a-Fox: Day Two
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DAY TWO: TUESDAY
René went into school the next day with a barely cured headache as he bumped into his new 'owner' for the day. Or rather, her entourage found him.
Looking down, René found a small little pichu sitting on the floor in front of his locker, looking up at him curiously. “Hey there little guy.” He grinned. “What're you doing he—OWWCH!” He yelped as the pichu bristled and shocked him.
“Chuuuuu--!” The living yellow spark-plug growled at him.
René winced and idly sucked on his shocked finger. “Let me guess...you're Didactic, aren't you?” It nodded once, sparks flying away from his cheeks. “Look...Headlight bought ME! It wasn't like I asked her to—”
Didactic looked furious...“CHUUUU!”
“--Not that there's anything wrong with escorting Headlight for a day!” René blurted out. “I mean, it's going to be great fun! She's nice, she's friendly, she's cute—”
“CHU!” Didactic leaped at him, clawing at his face.
René covered his face as the little pichu knocked him to the floor. “I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT! OW! QUITIT! YEOOWCH!”
“Didactic!” The yellow mauler stopped beating on René for a moment and looked up. “Didactic leave René 'lone!” Headlight Friday stamped, the pichus two siblings Circuit and Null sitting atop of the parichisu's tail.
Shooting René one last warning look, Didactic climbed off René and leaped onto Headlight. “Sorry about that.” Headlight giggled as she offered René a hand up. “The little guy is a little overly protective of me.”
“I noticed.” René groaned as he got up, rubbing his head. “Hi Headlight.”
“Hey.” She grinned. “Shall we get started?”
“Started? With what?” He asked hesitantly. The pachirisu grinned.
“I've got off first period and I'm in the mood for a sparring match. Interested?”
“...Do I have a choice?”
“--Nnno.”
René sighed. “I thought not.”
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“You know...” René panted. “Not a lot of people would think that a small cute nature-girl would be able of dishing out so much HURT.”
“I get that a lot.” Headlight grinned knowingly as she rubbed her arm where René had grazed her. “You know, you're not half as bad as everyone says.”
“Oh.” René blinked. “Thanks? Ow!” He yelped as she punched him in the arm.
“Come on, I didn't mean it like THAT. You're pretty good actually.”
René shrugged. “Yeah, well I would've had an easier time of it if your cheer-squad didn't keep trying to shock me from the sidelines.”
“Price of fandom.” Headlight giggled as her three pichu-crowd dashed around on her shoulders. “Come on. Let's go home. I've got some things for you to do.” She grabbed the fox's hands and started dragging him along.
“Like what?”
“For starters,” Headlight said as she deposited Circuit onto his head. “You can watch Circuit...little fellow its get into a lot of trouble.”
“Chu!” Circuit chirped as he pranced around on René's head.
He shrugged. “That's not so bad...”
“Good. Because that's just the START...” Headlight said as she dragged him along. “The mobile home needs some sprucing up.”
“Mobile home?” René asked, unsure he heard her straight.
Headlight just nodded. “It's where my family lives.” She explained.
“...Oh.” René mumbled, unsure of what to say. He knew most would respond negatively if he offered her any pity or said he was sorry. But still, René seldom felt as guilty for being from a wealthy family as he did now.
The small pachirisu just patted his hand. “Silly fox...no need to get all frowny on me!”
“Chu!” Circuit agreed as he burrowed himself into one of René's voluptuous tails. The vulpix dug a hand into his tail and started fishing around.
“Hey!”
“Aww, you can leave him in there, can't you?” Headlight pouted.
René sighed. “If you want...” Still, it was a little awkward for René to have the pichu buzzing about in his tails so close to his backside. Static electricity and the vulpix did NOT mix. Still, aside from the occasional minor zap to the rear it was a pleasant walk to Headlight' home...van.
At least, it sure LOOKED like a van. It was a decent sized mobile home...though René felt it prudent not to ask about the odd pot-leaf decorations on the sides. “So,” He said stretching a bit as Circuit hopped from tail to tail. “What do you me to do? Wash the windows, rotate the tires...sorry, I didn't mean to make fun—”
“No need to fret,” Headlight waved him off. “Actually, you could start by weeding the blueberry patch.”
“Sure...” René winced as he rolled up his sleeves. Gardening work was a dirty, grimy business. As Headlight and her pichu entourage watched, René got on his hands and knees, grumbling as he grabbed out and yanked weed after weed from the blueberry patch. He rubbed the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. Headlight left after a time as René trudged onwards, wrestling with the weeds.
Finally René got to the last weed. Naturally it was the toughest one of the bunch. He strained as he grabbed it. “I will not...be beaten...by a weed!” He panted. It was so embedded he had to grab it with both hands and plant his feet into the ground on either side of it. He grunted and pulled until he tore the root out from the ground, falling over on his back in the process.
“--CHU!” Circuit squeaked in protest as the vulpix fell on top of him, unconsciously shocking René.
“--YOWIE!” René yelped as his fur stood on end. “I HATE electricity...” He coughed as he rolled over onto his belly. He blinked as he saw a pair of feet appeared in front of his face.
Headlight chirped. “Oh, you done already? Good. Then you can hang up this laundry on the line.” She gestured with the basket of laundry in her hands...which she then upended onto René's head. Of course with all the static electricity in his fur the clothes starting clinging to the poor fox until he looked like a mummy.
“HMMMM!!” He protested inarticulately. Headlight just walked away.
“Oh and when you're done with the laundry you can come around back. There's something else I need you for.” She added as she left.
René groaned as he fought his way free of the clingy laundry. For such a cute little girl Headlight sure was a taskmaster.
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After René fought his way free of Headlight's oppressive laundry—beginning to understand just why Headlight preferred to go au natural so often—and hung said laundry up to dry, made his way back behind the mobile home.
René stretched. “So Headlight what is it you want me to do--” He stopped short, clapping his hand over his eyes. She giggled at his reaction. “Why aren't you wearing CLOTHES?” René couldn't help but whine.
“Clothes are oppressive.” Headlight declared simply as Null leaned against her bare leg and mewled. “Uncover those eyes René, you need to be able to see for this.”
“Do I HAVE to?”
“Yes!” René groaned at the answer and uncovered his eyes, but still trying NOT to look at the naked pachirisu. “So what do you need me for...besides trying to give me an aneurysm?”
Headlight gestured. “See that basin?” René looked and saw a water-filled wooden tub. He nodded. “See that soap?” He did. René went pale.
“Headlight...you're not going to have me give you a bath, are you?” He gulped.
Headlight laughed. “No you big doof!”
“Oh thank Arceus...”
“--You're giving Mighty-Anne a flea bath!” She explained as she gestured to the large mightyena standing next to Headlight—also not wearing a stitch of clothing.
René looked puzzled. He wasn't sure if she was a feral or not. “Um is she...self-aware? Sentient? Or a feral?”
Shrugging, Headlight gave a so-so gesture. “She's a were.”
“Huh? She's there.” René pointed. “There mightyena. There mobile home.”
Headlight cocked her head. “Why are you talking like that?”
“I thought you wanted me to.”
“No, I don't want you to.”
René shrugged. “Suit yourself, I'm easy.” Headlight rolled her eyes.
“...Yeah. Just give her a flea bath. I'm heading inside—away from the splash zone.” Headlight retreated. “Have fun!”
René sighed and turned back to the impressively sized Mightyena. She growled at him. “All right now,” He said evenly as he held out a bar of soap. “Bath time.” Mighty-Anne grabbed him by the arms and growled deeper. René gulped. “Um, nice 'yena? --ULP!” He gaped as she tossed him into the tub.
“No baths!” She barked at him. Spitting and glubbing, René climbed out of the tub, drenched to the bone. He pursued his lips and blew his limp, wet hair out of his face.
“Like it or not, you're GETTING a bath!” He seethed as he rushed at her. The wereyena grabbed him by the wrists and flung him back in the tub. This time however, she went and planted her foot on his back, keeping him submerged under the water.
“Give. Up.” She snarled. René frantically strained against her foot until his head broke the surface of the water. Then he grabbed Mighty-Anne's tail and yanked her in too. She snarled and grappled with René as he tried to fend her off and hold onto the soap. Mighty-Anne scratched at René. He countered with soap scrubbing. The fight drenched everything within a ten foot radius.
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Fifteen minutes later...
“Here you go...” René panted as he leaned against the wall of Headlight's mobile home. “Ta da...”
Headlight practically squealed as Mighty-Anne stood before them, her fur all nice and clean. Mighty-Anne growled at René who looked like he had gone a few rounds in a battle...which actually wasn't far from the truth. “She looks gorgeous!”
“Thanks—” René said woozily as he swayed from side to side. His fur was ruffled and messy and his clothes torn and soaked through. “I think I'm gonna lie down.”
“Well, if you want to relax—” Headlight offered. “There's a hot spring out in the woods behind the house. You can use that if you want.”
René looked at her gratefully. “Thanks.” To Mighty-Anne he remarked. “No hard feelings?” A deadly growl answered THAT question. René gulped and headed for the door.
Headlight giggled as René turned to leave. Mighty-Anne had torn out the seat of his pants.
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“Ah...” René breathed contentedly as he soaked in the hot tub Headlight had directed him too. He had left his clothes—or rather the wretched collection of rags that were his clothes, that wereyena was vicious!--to hang from a tree branch. René closed his eyes and let his head rest against the side. It was all so relaxing: Night had fallen, the hot water was seeping through his fur and offering great protection against the cold. The sweat and grime just washing away, the nearby torkoals were chirping, the burbling and giggling of the water was—the giggling?!
René slowly opened one eye, soon both of them were bulging as he realized he was no longer alone. “Hi René!” Headlight grinned as she sat in the warm water not an arms length from the naked vulpix, herself wearing nothing more than her fur. The water just barely came up to cover her chest. “Do you know Jenn?”
“Hey René!” A naked Buizel girl sitting in the water next to Headlight waved. “Jennifer Marine at your service bro!”
“Um, yeah I've seen you in the halls and locker rooms.” René waved weakly with one hand as he slowly crossed his legs.
Jenn grinned. “Me too! You've got a cute butt!” René blushed and lowered himself as low as he could get into the water. “C'mon li'l dudette! You're great eye candy. I'd LOVE to drag you to the beach sometime and teach you to surf in the buff.”
“How deep is this spring?” René mewled to Headlight. “And can I drown myself in it?”
Headlight shook her head. She turned around a bit, her large tail nearly knocking René over. “Could you scratch my back, René?”
“Uh, okay.” René gulped as he started scratching Headlight's back.
“Little lower.” She asked. With a sigh, René moved his hand down. “That's the spot.” She sighed, her tail wagging a bit in René's face. He flushed and mumbled something about how awkward this was. Headlight looked at him over her shoulder. “I don't get your weird hangup with clothes. I really don't. Do you?” Jenn shook her head too.
“Like, don't ask me. I totally think a bunny should be free to feel the wind!” Jennifer stretched out her arms as she abruptly stood up. René unconsciously leaned forward, then snapped his head back as soon as he realized that he was. He bashed the back of his head against the side of the spring and knocked himself out.
He came to a few minutes later. René blinked as he saw that Headlight and Jennifer were gone. “Oh thank Arceus,” he breathed, wiping his forehead in relief. After looking around to make sure they weren't lurking about somewhere, René crawled out of the tub and went to grab his clothes from the tree branch he'd hung them from.
They were gone. Growing a little panicked the fox frantically searched around on the ground. They weren't there either! It was then in the growing darkness that René saw the note attached to the tree his clothes had been hung on. Opening it, René's heart sank.
'Dear fox-boi,' It read. 'Jenn and I decided to head back and let you rest up a bit. We took your clothes because we felt that it wasn't proper for you to wear such torn-up rags. Additionally, we felt that it would be more appropriate if you, as my guest, adopted the customs of me and my family. Your body is a beautiful thing. Embrace it. Treasure it. Sincerely, Headlight Friday.'
René shivered as a cold wind blew right through him. Crossing his arms over his naked body, he banged his head against the tree. “Great,” he moaned. He looked at the note again, just now noticing something below the main message. 'PS could you take care of that pesky, wild ursaring? Thank you!'
That's when René heard something behind him growling. “Come on!” René moaned as the ursaring emerged. “I don't wanna die naked in the middle of the woods!”
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One panicked, naked running-fight later, René Vulpes emerged back out of the woods at the Headlights mobile home. The ursaring had been driven off with several blasts of fire, but not after scoring several hits on the fox's poor body. He wouldn't be sitting down for a while.
René burst out of the woods, frighting off several zigzagoons who had been rummaging through the Friday's trash. Panting heavily, he wiped his forehead and started inspecting the numerous scratches the ursaring had inflicted.
Wincing slightly in the dark René made his way forward to where it got a bit brighter. Turning a corner around the mobile home, the naked vulpix came to a dead halt. There was Headlight, a veritable army of pichus, and a pair of older parichisus looking at René, dumbfounded.
“Hi René!” Headlight chirped as she waved. “You haven't met my parents yet have you?”
That was when René fainted dead away.
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Rent-a-Fox: Day Two
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DAY TWO: TUESDAY
René went into school the next day with a barely cured headache as he bumped into his new 'owner' for the day. Or rather, her entourage found him.
Looking down, René found a small little pichu sitting on the floor in front of his locker, looking up at him curiously. “Hey there little guy.” He grinned. “What're you doing he—OWWCH!” He yelped as the pichu bristled and shocked him.
“Chuuuuu--!” The living yellow spark-plug growled at him.
René winced and idly sucked on his shocked finger. “Let me guess...you're Didactic, aren't you?” It nodded once, sparks flying away from his cheeks. “Look...Headlight bought ME! It wasn't like I asked her to—”
Didactic looked furious...“CHUUUU!”
“--Not that there's anything wrong with escorting Headlight for a day!” René blurted out. “I mean, it's going to be great fun! She's nice, she's friendly, she's cute—”
“CHU!” Didactic leaped at him, clawing at his face.
René covered his face as the little pichu knocked him to the floor. “I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT! OW! QUITIT! YEOOWCH!”
“Didactic!” The yellow mauler stopped beating on René for a moment and looked up. “Didactic leave René 'lone!” Headlight Friday stamped, the pichus two siblings Circuit and Null sitting atop of the parichisu's tail.
Shooting René one last warning look, Didactic climbed off René and leaped onto Headlight. “Sorry about that.” Headlight giggled as she offered René a hand up. “The little guy is a little overly protective of me.”
“I noticed.” René groaned as he got up, rubbing his head. “Hi Headlight.”
“Hey.” She grinned. “Shall we get started?”
“Started? With what?” He asked hesitantly. The pachirisu grinned.
“I've got off first period and I'm in the mood for a sparring match. Interested?”
“...Do I have a choice?”
“--Nnno.”
René sighed. “I thought not.”
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“You know...” René panted. “Not a lot of people would think that a small cute nature-girl would be able of dishing out so much HURT.”
“I get that a lot.” Headlight grinned knowingly as she rubbed her arm where René had grazed her. “You know, you're not half as bad as everyone says.”
“Oh.” René blinked. “Thanks? Ow!” He yelped as she punched him in the arm.
“Come on, I didn't mean it like THAT. You're pretty good actually.”
René shrugged. “Yeah, well I would've had an easier time of it if your cheer-squad didn't keep trying to shock me from the sidelines.”
“Price of fandom.” Headlight giggled as her three pichu-crowd dashed around on her shoulders. “Come on. Let's go home. I've got some things for you to do.” She grabbed the fox's hands and started dragging him along.
“Like what?”
“For starters,” Headlight said as she deposited Circuit onto his head. “You can watch Circuit...little fellow its get into a lot of trouble.”
“Chu!” Circuit chirped as he pranced around on René's head.
He shrugged. “That's not so bad...”
“Good. Because that's just the START...” Headlight said as she dragged him along. “The mobile home needs some sprucing up.”
“Mobile home?” René asked, unsure he heard her straight.
Headlight just nodded. “It's where my family lives.” She explained.
“...Oh.” René mumbled, unsure of what to say. He knew most would respond negatively if he offered her any pity or said he was sorry. But still, René seldom felt as guilty for being from a wealthy family as he did now.
The small pachirisu just patted his hand. “Silly fox...no need to get all frowny on me!”
“Chu!” Circuit agreed as he burrowed himself into one of René's voluptuous tails. The vulpix dug a hand into his tail and started fishing around.
“Hey!”
“Aww, you can leave him in there, can't you?” Headlight pouted.
René sighed. “If you want...” Still, it was a little awkward for René to have the pichu buzzing about in his tails so close to his backside. Static electricity and the vulpix did NOT mix. Still, aside from the occasional minor zap to the rear it was a pleasant walk to Headlight' home...van.
At least, it sure LOOKED like a van. It was a decent sized mobile home...though René felt it prudent not to ask about the odd pot-leaf decorations on the sides. “So,” He said stretching a bit as Circuit hopped from tail to tail. “What do you me to do? Wash the windows, rotate the tires...sorry, I didn't mean to make fun—”
“No need to fret,” Headlight waved him off. “Actually, you could start by weeding the blueberry patch.”
“Sure...” René winced as he rolled up his sleeves. Gardening work was a dirty, grimy business. As Headlight and her pichu entourage watched, René got on his hands and knees, grumbling as he grabbed out and yanked weed after weed from the blueberry patch. He rubbed the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. Headlight left after a time as René trudged onwards, wrestling with the weeds.
Finally René got to the last weed. Naturally it was the toughest one of the bunch. He strained as he grabbed it. “I will not...be beaten...by a weed!” He panted. It was so embedded he had to grab it with both hands and plant his feet into the ground on either side of it. He grunted and pulled until he tore the root out from the ground, falling over on his back in the process.
“--CHU!” Circuit squeaked in protest as the vulpix fell on top of him, unconsciously shocking René.
“--YOWIE!” René yelped as his fur stood on end. “I HATE electricity...” He coughed as he rolled over onto his belly. He blinked as he saw a pair of feet appeared in front of his face.
Headlight chirped. “Oh, you done already? Good. Then you can hang up this laundry on the line.” She gestured with the basket of laundry in her hands...which she then upended onto René's head. Of course with all the static electricity in his fur the clothes starting clinging to the poor fox until he looked like a mummy.
“HMMMM!!” He protested inarticulately. Headlight just walked away.
“Oh and when you're done with the laundry you can come around back. There's something else I need you for.” She added as she left.
René groaned as he fought his way free of the clingy laundry. For such a cute little girl Headlight sure was a taskmaster.
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After René fought his way free of Headlight's oppressive laundry—beginning to understand just why Headlight preferred to go au natural so often—and hung said laundry up to dry, made his way back behind the mobile home.
René stretched. “So Headlight what is it you want me to do--” He stopped short, clapping his hand over his eyes. She giggled at his reaction. “Why aren't you wearing CLOTHES?” René couldn't help but whine.
“Clothes are oppressive.” Headlight declared simply as Null leaned against her bare leg and mewled. “Uncover those eyes René, you need to be able to see for this.”
“Do I HAVE to?”
“Yes!” René groaned at the answer and uncovered his eyes, but still trying NOT to look at the naked pachirisu. “So what do you need me for...besides trying to give me an aneurysm?”
Headlight gestured. “See that basin?” René looked and saw a water-filled wooden tub. He nodded. “See that soap?” He did. René went pale.
“Headlight...you're not going to have me give you a bath, are you?” He gulped.
Headlight laughed. “No you big doof!”
“Oh thank Arceus...”
“--You're giving Mighty-Anne a flea bath!” She explained as she gestured to the large mightyena standing next to Headlight—also not wearing a stitch of clothing.
René looked puzzled. He wasn't sure if she was a feral or not. “Um is she...self-aware? Sentient? Or a feral?”
Shrugging, Headlight gave a so-so gesture. “She's a were.”
“Huh? She's there.” René pointed. “There mightyena. There mobile home.”
Headlight cocked her head. “Why are you talking like that?”
“I thought you wanted me to.”
“No, I don't want you to.”
René shrugged. “Suit yourself, I'm easy.” Headlight rolled her eyes.
“...Yeah. Just give her a flea bath. I'm heading inside—away from the splash zone.” Headlight retreated. “Have fun!”
René sighed and turned back to the impressively sized Mightyena. She growled at him. “All right now,” He said evenly as he held out a bar of soap. “Bath time.” Mighty-Anne grabbed him by the arms and growled deeper. René gulped. “Um, nice 'yena? --ULP!” He gaped as she tossed him into the tub.
“No baths!” She barked at him. Spitting and glubbing, René climbed out of the tub, drenched to the bone. He pursued his lips and blew his limp, wet hair out of his face.
“Like it or not, you're GETTING a bath!” He seethed as he rushed at her. The wereyena grabbed him by the wrists and flung him back in the tub. This time however, she went and planted her foot on his back, keeping him submerged under the water.
“Give. Up.” She snarled. René frantically strained against her foot until his head broke the surface of the water. Then he grabbed Mighty-Anne's tail and yanked her in too. She snarled and grappled with René as he tried to fend her off and hold onto the soap. Mighty-Anne scratched at René. He countered with soap scrubbing. The fight drenched everything within a ten foot radius.
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Fifteen minutes later...
“Here you go...” René panted as he leaned against the wall of Headlight's mobile home. “Ta da...”
Headlight practically squealed as Mighty-Anne stood before them, her fur all nice and clean. Mighty-Anne growled at René who looked like he had gone a few rounds in a battle...which actually wasn't far from the truth. “She looks gorgeous!”
“Thanks—” René said woozily as he swayed from side to side. His fur was ruffled and messy and his clothes torn and soaked through. “I think I'm gonna lie down.”
“Well, if you want to relax—” Headlight offered. “There's a hot spring out in the woods behind the house. You can use that if you want.”
René looked at her gratefully. “Thanks.” To Mighty-Anne he remarked. “No hard feelings?” A deadly growl answered THAT question. René gulped and headed for the door.
Headlight giggled as René turned to leave. Mighty-Anne had torn out the seat of his pants.
&&&
“Ah...” René breathed contentedly as he soaked in the hot tub Headlight had directed him too. He had left his clothes—or rather the wretched collection of rags that were his clothes, that wereyena was vicious!--to hang from a tree branch. René closed his eyes and let his head rest against the side. It was all so relaxing: Night had fallen, the hot water was seeping through his fur and offering great protection against the cold. The sweat and grime just washing away, the nearby torkoals were chirping, the burbling and giggling of the water was—the giggling?!
René slowly opened one eye, soon both of them were bulging as he realized he was no longer alone. “Hi René!” Headlight grinned as she sat in the warm water not an arms length from the naked vulpix, herself wearing nothing more than her fur. The water just barely came up to cover her chest. “Do you know Jenn?”
“Hey René!” A naked Buizel girl sitting in the water next to Headlight waved. “Jennifer Marine at your service bro!”
“Um, yeah I've seen you in the halls and locker rooms.” René waved weakly with one hand as he slowly crossed his legs.
Jenn grinned. “Me too! You've got a cute butt!” René blushed and lowered himself as low as he could get into the water. “C'mon li'l dudette! You're great eye candy. I'd LOVE to drag you to the beach sometime and teach you to surf in the buff.”
“How deep is this spring?” René mewled to Headlight. “And can I drown myself in it?”
Headlight shook her head. She turned around a bit, her large tail nearly knocking René over. “Could you scratch my back, René?”
“Uh, okay.” René gulped as he started scratching Headlight's back.
“Little lower.” She asked. With a sigh, René moved his hand down. “That's the spot.” She sighed, her tail wagging a bit in René's face. He flushed and mumbled something about how awkward this was. Headlight looked at him over her shoulder. “I don't get your weird hangup with clothes. I really don't. Do you?” Jenn shook her head too.
“Like, don't ask me. I totally think a bunny should be free to feel the wind!” Jennifer stretched out her arms as she abruptly stood up. René unconsciously leaned forward, then snapped his head back as soon as he realized that he was. He bashed the back of his head against the side of the spring and knocked himself out.
He came to a few minutes later. René blinked as he saw that Headlight and Jennifer were gone. “Oh thank Arceus,” he breathed, wiping his forehead in relief. After looking around to make sure they weren't lurking about somewhere, René crawled out of the tub and went to grab his clothes from the tree branch he'd hung them from.
They were gone. Growing a little panicked the fox frantically searched around on the ground. They weren't there either! It was then in the growing darkness that René saw the note attached to the tree his clothes had been hung on. Opening it, René's heart sank.
'Dear fox-boi,' It read. 'Jenn and I decided to head back and let you rest up a bit. We took your clothes because we felt that it wasn't proper for you to wear such torn-up rags. Additionally, we felt that it would be more appropriate if you, as my guest, adopted the customs of me and my family. Your body is a beautiful thing. Embrace it. Treasure it. Sincerely, Headlight Friday.'
René shivered as a cold wind blew right through him. Crossing his arms over his naked body, he banged his head against the tree. “Great,” he moaned. He looked at the note again, just now noticing something below the main message. 'PS could you take care of that pesky, wild ursaring? Thank you!'
That's when René heard something behind him growling. “Come on!” René moaned as the ursaring emerged. “I don't wanna die naked in the middle of the woods!”
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One panicked, naked running-fight later, René Vulpes emerged back out of the woods at the Headlights mobile home. The ursaring had been driven off with several blasts of fire, but not after scoring several hits on the fox's poor body. He wouldn't be sitting down for a while.
René burst out of the woods, frighting off several zigzagoons who had been rummaging through the Friday's trash. Panting heavily, he wiped his forehead and started inspecting the numerous scratches the ursaring had inflicted.
Wincing slightly in the dark René made his way forward to where it got a bit brighter. Turning a corner around the mobile home, the naked vulpix came to a dead halt. There was Headlight, a veritable army of pichus, and a pair of older parichisus looking at René, dumbfounded.
“Hi René!” Headlight chirped as she waved. “You haven't met my parents yet have you?”
That was when René fainted dead away.
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Oh man, feel so sorry for Rene. Neve doesn't seem like such a bad mistress now, does she? *giggles*
Love the way you portrayed Jenn here, though I should have mentioned that she rarely uses surfer lingo. And god, she would try getting him to surf in the buff if only to see his reaction to it!
Love the way you portrayed Jenn here, though I should have mentioned that she rarely uses surfer lingo. And god, she would try getting him to surf in the buff if only to see his reaction to it!
Oho...poor poor Rene.
Headlight: He's a very good worker. His efforts gave me a little more time to study for Miss Mory's test. Because he worked so hard for me, I'm proud to call him him Brother! =3
Didactic: <I still don't trust him. D< >
Circuit: <He sat on me. ;.;>
Nullifier: <You're just being paranoid. He seems like a nice boy. =3>
Brilliant story, though. Nice writing overall, and fun to read. Though I would say that the Chu Army isn't just pichu. There's Pikachu and Raichu too!
Headlight: He's a very good worker. His efforts gave me a little more time to study for Miss Mory's test. Because he worked so hard for me, I'm proud to call him him Brother! =3
Didactic: <I still don't trust him. D< >
Circuit: <He sat on me. ;.;>
Nullifier: <You're just being paranoid. He seems like a nice boy. =3>
Brilliant story, though. Nice writing overall, and fun to read. Though I would say that the Chu Army isn't just pichu. There's Pikachu and Raichu too!
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