I had a lot of fun doing this one! I might be doing some more Starfox themed stuff in the near future. Hope you all enjoy these two flabby pilots!!

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“Mind if I have a lick, Fatass?” A refined, venomous voice rang right into Fox’s ear as a firm, gloves hand gripped his shoulder. *Oh, you have got to be kidding me... it can’t be him.* Suddenly, Fox flinched as he felt someone pinch his round belly. *Nope. It’s him.*

Fox attempted to contain his anger as he said, “Shouldn’t you be rotting in a military prison, Wolf?”

“Aw, now don’t be that way, old friend. Just because I’m a wanted criminal doesn’t mean I don’t have as much of a right to enjoy this luxury resort as you do... and clearly someone has really been enjoying this place’s restaurants, hah!” Wolf said, his wicked smile visible out of the corner of Fox’s hate-filled eyes.

Fox spun around, ready to bark back an insult, but the sight he beheld stopped him in his tracks. “What in the world...” He felt his jaw drop as he took in the sight of his once muscular adversary. Wolf’s head still looked the same, complete with his smug, humorous grin, but once you got below the neck... he was huge. His body looked flabby and soft in general, with his massive beer belly instantly catching Fox’s eye. Fox felt the anger begin to fade from his visage as he struggled to hold back laughs.

“Pfft-Oh... this is great - Haha!!” As he was desperately trying to keep his composure, Fox could just barely see through squinted eyes that Wolf’s arrogant smile had vanished, replaced by a menacing glare. Not that he cared. Even though they were in a deserted food court, the resort’s robotic security would be on him in seconds if he tried anything. “Haha, oh, man... And you have the GALL to call me fat... What the hell happened to you? You’re absolutely HUGE!”

“Well, clearly the same thing that happened to you, Tubby!” Wolf barked back.

“Oh yeah, well-“ “WAIT!” Wolf said, interrupting fox as he rushed at him. Taken aback, Fox nearly signaled for security to come, until he realized that Wolf has stopped the bottom scoop of ice cream with his hand just as it was about to fall. “Oh... thanks...” Fox said, surprised that Wolf had been so... helpful. Fox didn’t really want Wolf’s greedy paws anywhere near his food, but still, he helped. There had to be a catch. “No problem... hey... so, you probably can’t finish this thing alone,” Wolf said, one gloved hand still clutching the bottom scoop. There it was.

Fox sighed in annoyance. Ugh. Did he really want to be eating after someone like Wolf? Then again, what did have to lose? Besides, it's better if some of those calories go to Wolf’s bountiful waistline rather than solely Fox’s own stomach. ”Fine. Go ahead. We can eat while I go back to my room. Don’t eat it all in one bite, Wolf O’Lardbutt.”

Wolf chuckled bitterly, saying, “So long as you share, Star-Flab.”

Fox McCloud, Wolf O'Donnel © Nintendo