A Christmas Starfox

Herro this is a late christmas pic, and YES its another starfox XD, haven't made anything super gay in awhile so here it is!, got the idea from from reading his sarcasim in another way! hooray ;3 and this was supposed to have a story with it, so lets see if it fits shall we?



Twas the day of christmas eve on the blue planet corneria, a day to cure saddness with pure happiness. It's good to see and great to feel, It never gets old, because of the story thats told " The christmas spirit that travels the world to grant wishes, just listen and hear it. Soft jingle bells, floating from ear to ear, alerts you that he is near". People show their excitement that day, but one, nay. A mercenary, with pointed ears, that twitch to the sound of bells he hears. A tail that flicks from angst and carols, a large mouth with fangs to restrain growls. With an eye so eerie that it grows weary, at the sight of fools wasting energy about something so cheery. He was a Wolf, a lone Wolf. He didn't believe in spirits or the fairy tale, he disliked christmas as much as he disliked hail.
The big Wolf moved along the snowy paths then stopped to see a couple of cats, they held hands and were kissing. This left a feeling in the wolf's stomach, like something was missing. He was feared with infame, almost everyone knew his name. But he was misunderstood, and not liked how lovers would, he just envied those who had that missing part. They just couldn't see he wanted a fresh start, all he wanted was, is that piece of heart. He may hate christmas, and be very mean, but he isn't green to take christmas to be unseen. Nobody understood, but he knew someone who could. His memory was dim but began to remember, that little fox, so cute and so slim, the little fox he tried to kill, he began to miss him. The fox he fought in outer space, in a battle between ace. The memories of Fox gave him a smile and couldn't believe he tried to anile. The grin faded on the white fur on his skin. He was smitten and it was the one permanently written, but all he gave were lasers, not kisses. Yell insults and loud hisses. Hate from the little fox's voice was all he coud hear, it brought nothing but a tear. The Wolf went home so cold and alone. He opened the door and checked his phone, but no new messages were shown. He sighed and turned on the light on his christmas tree for whatever reason, but he knew that this was gonna be a sad season. If he could have one thing for christmas he would wish of nothing but the little fox to cling to him by the arm, not to take aim, and the big Wolf would do the same. It would bring him healings if he were to share his feelings. He was tired of fighting, and wanted a new lighting. The fox is the one he loves he says, no more lies to bring down his days. He couldn't just sit and had to admit, he loved the little fox with his heart lit. The wolf didn't realise he was asleep and woke from his dreams with a leap. Disappointment is all he felt, wishing it was the real fox he held. At a sudden, there was a knock, a knock at his door step. Who could it be? thought the wolf, he heard another knock and looked at the clock. It was already the night of christmas eve, he stood up in annoyance and told them to leave. But there was a voice he recognized, which took him by surprise. It was the little fox who called his name, the big wolf hoped it wasn't a game. He walked toward the door and undid the lock, he opened it with a shock. It was the fox, but why? "hey" said the fox. The wolf did not reply and was flustered, there were barley words he could muster. He finally spoke saying "come in" and so he did. The Wolf sat on the couch, and couldn't help but notice that there was something in his pouch. The little fox stuck his hand in his pocket, to bring out a box and a locket. He handed it to him, the silver and blue, it was a christmas gift the Wolf never knew. "For me?" said the big wolf. "Yes" replied the little fox. He took the presents in hand and looked at the trinket of a different brand, there was a tracing in dark lacing, it was a shape of a Wolf's head, and above were words that read "StarWolf". He turned his eye to the box covered in blue, what's in it? He had no clue. He ripped the paper, quicker then later, and took off the lid to see what the little fox did. The big wolf made a little gasp, to see what he had grasped. It was a hand made scarf, that was nicely knit, and was a perfect fit. It was sweet of the fox, but he knew he wanted more. He looked at the floor and told him what he would adore . "Thank you but, there is something else I want." The fox shifted his knee and asked "What could it be?" Both heard a soft ring, and looked above to see a plant, of love. It was a mistletoe, and they were below. They blushed like a fools, but they know the rules. Both as red as a beet, inched closer to let their lips meet. The wolf's heart raced, faster than it's pace, as he let his tongue trace, the lips on Fox's face. They both shared that passionate kiss, laughed in their heads to what they have missed. The big Wolf smiled so did the little fox, they held both in arm without any alarm. "I wanted you..for christmas" whispered the Wolf, "Me too" whispered the fox. "Merry Christmas" they both said, the Wolf smiled and kissed the little fox's head. "Come on now, lets go to bed." and so they did.


The End