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Took forever to post a nu chapter award. I split this one into two parts. I'll post the second half when I come home from work since I still need to work on the formatting a bit
<Actually, Iām getting pretty tiredā¦
>W-what? But you asked me if you wanted to do something else? What could you have POSSIBLY mea-
>It meaaansā¦ that itās getting fucking late, and this vixen needs to sleeeep~! GEEEEEKKKK!!!
Chud winced. The tendency of foxes to gekker at the littlest of things was starting to get on his nerves. Maybe there WERE downsides to having a fox gfā¦
She clumsily fell on her back.
Was Robinā¦ drunk??? I didnāt recall her drinking anything while we were playing Haloā¦ I CANāT have my future wife fall under the influence of the liquid Jew!
>Robin, were you drinking again? Yāknow, like how you did that night-
She quickly sat up; her ears and tail perked.
<Chud, how dare you!
She crossed her arms and pouted.
<Iāll have you know Iāve been 100% sober!!! Did you even see me drink anything? How could I have constantly pwned you over and over again if I were drunk???
She gekkered mischievously.
<Heh, you couldnāt beat me even if I was drunkā¦ youāre that much of a noob, Chud.
He rolled his eyes.
>Whatever, but what did you mean then when-
<What do you mean, āWhat did I mean?ā, Chud? It meant I was fucking tired! Do you not understand English? Are you ESL?
Chud turned away from her as he hid his seething rage.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? YOU CANāT JUST TEASE ME LIKE THAT, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!
Robin climbed onto her bed and began tapping on her phone like a mindless drone.
<Geezeā¦Um, isnāt your mom gonna pick you up or something?
>ā¦Iāll go check.
He was about to send his mom a text when he realized something.
What if my mom wasnāt able to pick me up? Heh, yeah, maybe I could say sheās already asleep or something! Yes! A perfect cover story!
>Uhhhā¦ my mom isnāt picking up her phone! I think sheās sleeping.
<W-what?
Robin hastily crawled over to the front of her bed. He looked back at her, trying to appear surprised and totally not enthusiastic about this sudden development.
>Ermā¦ yeah! I guess sheās a heavy sleeper or something, I shouldāve called earlierā¦
Robin glared at him for what felt like forever.
Gulp
Whatās with that look on her face? Oh God, she knows Iām lying!
<Wanna go camping?
>C-campā¦ what?
She jumped off her bed and ran into her walk-in closet, shutting the door behind her. Crashes and thumps came from the closet as Chud wondered what the hell she was planning.
A muffled gekker indicated that she found what she was looking for. The door opened to reveal an ecstatic Robin carrying a large, blue duffel bag in her arms.
>Uhhā¦
<Camping! Outside! In my backyard! Cmon, itāll be fun! GEEEEKKK!!!
Before he could respond, she grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him out of her room, down the stairs, and into the living room. She slid open the glass door to her backyard and stepped out.
Why the FUCK would someone camp in their own home instead of doing it for real in the woods? Wait, why am I complaining? If anything, this is a GREAT opportunity for us to- Oh yes, how GENIOUS and ROMANTIC of you, Robin! Was this your plan all along?
He smiled as he imagined them jumping inside the tent and-
<Chudā¦?
<ā¦Chudā¦
<CHUD!!!
>What???? Sorry, I was-
<I donāt care! Come out here, I need your help with something.
He walked into the dark backyard to the sight of Robin attempting to pitch a tent under their large oak tree. Luckily, their yard was surrounded by a white fence, so there was no danger of her neighbors seeing them, from a first-floor window at least. He could tell this wasnāt her first time setting up a tent, but she still struggled.
<God damnit! Donāt just stand there! Youāre a MAN! You should be the one doing this, not me!
>Sorry, I-uhhhā¦ why are we camping in your backyard again?
<Urrrgghh!!! I asked you if you wanted to do something else, so why are you getting cold footpaws now?
>Ermā¦ donāt you mean ācold feetā?
<Shut up, nerd! You know what I mean! Besides, itās nice to do something away from technology for onceā¦ Oh, can you shine your phoneās flashlight or something so I can see what the fuck Iām doing?
He groaned as he turned on his light. So much for staying away from ātechnologyā.
<Thanks, thatās a little betterā¦
This is a perfect opportunity to prove my manhood!
>I could help secure it in place or somethingā¦
He scrambled around the tent to find something to patch down.
<Donāt bother, I already finished setting it upā¦
>Of course you didā¦
The tent was a lot larger than Chud expected. It was clearly meant for multiple people. He began to day(midnight?)dream againā¦
>Sooo, why are we doing this again? It seems kindaā¦ random, donāt you think? And doesnāt this mean weāre gonna have to sleep toget-
<Oh God, stop Chudā¦ GEEEEKKKK!!!
Robin nearly fell over as she struggled to contain her gekkering. The last thing he wanted was to attract attention and have someone post on Facebook about a boy and a fox girl messing around in the middle of the night. He remembered the stern look on her fatherās face when they first met that Halloween.
>Robin. Stop making so much noiseā¦ (you fucking foidā¦)
<Sorryā¦ I justā¦ oh wowā¦ did you really think that?
Chud was both flabbergasted and embarrassed. What else would two people of the opposite sex camping out in one tent imply, you fucking retarded furball foid???
<Sorry for getting your hopes up, Chud, but we both know that youāre not gonna be able to get an Uber at this time of the night-
>Thatās not-
<-which means youāll have to stay here, outside, to be specific.
OH, SO THATāS WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT??? SHE REALLY DOESNāT TRUST ME SLEEPING OVER??? WHAT A FUCKING BITCH!!!
>You know, I could just walk home.
<You? Walk home by yourself?
>So? Itās only a 30-minute walk, and Iām a MAN after allā¦
<I know how shitty your neighborhood is, Chud. I donāt think thatāll be a good ideaā¦
She was right. He feared getting mugged by ācoons or nigs on his way home from school, and that was during the daytime. He didnāt want to think about what degenerates lurked around at this hour of the night.
>Oh, so you were looking out for meā¦ how nice of youā¦
Robin grinned.
<Yeah, look at me, looking out for my *man*. GEEEKKK!!! Sike!
Chud rolled his eyes. This whole āpretend that we arenāt in a relationshipā thing was so stupid. But he couldnāt stop himself from smiling a bit too.
So, she DOES care about meā¦ a little.
Robin unzipped the tent door and showed Chud inside. There was a sleeping bag, some blankets, and a small electric lamp.
<Welp, it looks like youāre all set! Goodnight!
Chud watched her stroll back inside as her tail bounced without a care in the world.
>ā¦Goodnightā¦
He stepped inside the tent, zipped it shut, and climbed inside the sleeping bag. He was glad he brought his jacket with him, but it was barely enough to keep out the cold.
Itās freezing out here! Why the fuck did she think it was a good idea to send me OUTSIDE in the middle of December? At least it wasnāt snowing, not like we often see that around here anywayā¦
He turned to his side and opened the web browser on his phone. If Chud was truly alone, he might as well take advantage of the situation and-
The sounds of a sliding door opening up and rapid footsteps across the grass coming towards the tent killed that idea on the spot.
>Oh shit! What the fuck does she-
Robin unzipped the tent with no regard for Chudās privacy. He noticed that she ditched the school uniform for gym shorts and a yellow T-shirt. She also put her already short hair back into a ponytail. Sheās so kawaiiā¦ I meanā¦ CUTE!!! Iām not a weeb! (anymoreā¦)
His nose picked up a delicious scent coming from the set of paper plates in her paws.
<Oh, good! Youāre awake!
>I-I thought you said you were tired!
<Oh yeah, gek! Well, setting up that tent woke me up a bit. I decided to make some s'mores. Do you want some?
>Erm, sureā¦
Oh my god, she made food for me??? HOLY TRADWIFE MATERIAL??? I can just imagine her making me scrumptious homemade meals every day when I come home from my 6-figure job being an Aryan Sigma Chadā¦ and then afterwards weāll-
She sat down next to him and gave him a plate with two s'mores. He grabbed one and took a bite, not expecting much.
>Mmmmā¦
They tasted AMAZING! Was everything by Robinās paws magically enhanced with her SISA fox girl powers? Was the chocolate (assuming that it was milk chocolate) made with her brea-
No, what the FUCK is wrong with me? It would be kinda hot thoughā¦
GAHHH!!! JUST FORGET ABOUT THAT!!! Besides, I think you need to use powdered milk to make that anywayā¦
Gulp Waitā¦ was she not wearing a bra??? Oh my-
<Soooā¦ are they good?
Chud swiftly broke his gaze from Robinās chest.
>Oh! Uhā¦ yes! Itās the breas-I mean, best Iāve ever had!
She gekkered with pride.
<Wow, theyāre that good, huh? Ghidarille makes the BEST chocolate barsā¦ ohā¦uh, you have something on your face, let meā¦
She grabbed a napkin from her plate and moved her paw towards his face. His heart raced as he realized what she was about to do.
OH MY GOD!!! Is this like the scene in the movies where the girl cleans the guyās face and then they-
She gently rubbed the napkin across his graham crumb and chocolate-covered cheek.
AAAHADSFEREASHHH!!! I canāt believe sheās actually doing this! This is basically the equivalent of kissing, right? Her paws were on that napkin, so if I licked my lips after this-
Robin unexpectedly coiled away from him. Did he do somethingā¦?
<Sorryā¦ that was a really fucking weird thing for me to do, right?
>No, I mean it kinda was, but I-
<I think Iām gonna go back inside now, good night, Chud.
She quickly grabbed up the empty plates and unzipped the tent door.
>No! Donāt go, Robin!
<Why? So we can have another 10/31 incident?
He could hear the trembling in her words.
>10/31? What are you- Oh, thatā¦
She shook her head and sighed as she stepped out of the tent.
>No Robin, Iā¦ I want to talk to you!
<Talk about what exactly, Chud?
>Uhhā¦ stuffā¦ lifeā¦ yāknowā¦?
Robin looked at Chud, the house, and then back at Chud again before putting her paws up in defeat.
<I-I need to use the bathroom firstā¦
Yes!!! Nice save, Chud! Who knew talking to women would be so easy? Maybe there is a Chad inside me after allā¦
They sat together in silence, looking at the starry night sky through one of the mesh windows of the tent. They couldnāt see much, but pretending to be invested in astronomy allowed them to avoid talking to each other for a good 10 minutes.
<ā¦I thought you wanted to talkā¦
>Well, you didnāt say anything after you came backā¦
She snarled.
<Neither did you! Funny, because YOU were the one who asked to ātalkā to me!
>Right, right, uhā¦ sorry, Iām not good at talking to girlsā¦
Robin facepalmed.
<Oh my God, Chud! Weāve known each other for MONTHS now! Why are you still scared of talking to me?
>I-I donātā¦ Oh! Uh, why donāt you tell me your Halo or Mario Kart strats?
She gawked at Chud with her mouth wide open. Her teeth werenāt as sharp as Averiāsā¦
<Ohā¦ so you only wanted to talk about video gamesā¦Wow! Maybe I should just go-
>No!
FUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!! Now this bitch DOESNāT want to talk about vidya???? WHY ARE āGAYMERā WOMEN SO INCONSISTENT AND RETARDED????
>Uhā¦ what do YOU want to talk about then, since I clearly canāt come up with a Robin-approved idea?
She frowned at him. Was she about to curse him out? Maybe call this whole āfixing himā thing off? Confess her love for Averi? Wait, what-
<Fine. I have a question: What do you think about us āanthrosā, Chud?
Chud pushed in his glasses. This was gonna be good. She stepped back into the tent and sat down.
>Well, considering that Iām spending my weekend with a fox girl instead of a human one, I would say that my opinions of them are pretty self-evident.
She looked skeptical.
<Oh, really? I mean, Iāve never seen you be friends with a male anthro. Why is that?
Chud looked at her as if she had just said the most retarded thing in the world.
>I donāt know if youāve noticed, but I havenāt had any friends PERIOD, not since-
<Oh my god, Chud! I refuse to believe that I, or Chad, or anyone else was responsible for you being an antisocial shut-in!
She slapped a fly that flew on her arm.
<Honestly, I think youāre just making excuses to avoid changing for the better, which need I remind you, is a prerequisite for our little thing-
>Okaaayā¦I get it, Robin!
A mischievous smirk grew on Robinās face.
<Do you? You know, itās just like how you have to level up a skill tree in an RPGā¦ Oh, thatās right, you wonāt get that either since youāre not a REAL gamer like meā¦gek!
Oh, so NOW she wants to talk about vidya?
>Oh my GOD!!! Iāve played video games before, you dumb bitch-
Slap!