This choice: and Foxy make it to his ship at the port without any issues. • Go Back... You and Foxy were able to sneak out without any trouble, as the shift had ended and you both were the only ones left in the store. Per his request, you had brought the ray gun, to “make tonight a little more exciting”. He guided you towards his ship, bringing you towards a coast you visited every so often yourself.
The two of you entered the pier, tucked away inside one of the multiple coves. The walk had been a little embarrassing, as walking with a 7ft fox while you held what looked like just a toy gun in your hand as an adult isn’t exactly the most shameless thing in the world, but the roads were mostly clear this late at night.
Foxy fiddled with the lock, struggling with his larger hand to get it open. He managed to get it open before jumping on deck seconds later, pulling you up with him.
“Anyways, lemme show you around!” He said, clearly excited to give someone a tour of his boat. It was pretty big, designed for someone to live in for more than a week at a time. He finally stopped in the main room, the one on the lowest of the three levels the boat had. “Just wait ‘ere for a little bit, I’ll get changed out of me costume.” he told you. Everything felt giant in here, the boat made for someone much larger than you, even before Foxy had grown. Hopefully the boat would grow with him if he were to grow any more, otherwise it’d get cramped in here for him very quickly.
The rust-colored fox returned after a minute or two and sat down right next to you, wrapping an arm around you. Your blushing was very noticeable, and he picked up on it right away. “You’re kinda cute, ye know that?” He told you with a knowing smirk on his face. “Let’s go above deck ‘n do some stargazing.” He said as he nudged you up. “And take that ray gun, you’re dyin’ to use it on me. Wouldn’t mind it meself either.” He climbed above deck, and you followed. But you were still getting used to balancing on the boat, and after a few steps without anything to hold on to, you tripped and faceplanted into the ground, firing the ray gun and hitting Foxy in the process. It was almost too perfect of a setup, but Foxy hadn’t even noticed he had been hit by the gun, he was more concerned for you at the moment. You slowly got up to your feet, and as you checked the ray gun you saw it had been set to...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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