/anthro/ - Anthropomorphic

>>89978
>>89979
Yes, that was nice. How much of Averi's outburst was genuine and how much was it done to manipulate our emotionally weak little chud friend? 
>>89980
>It's just so... special and WOWSOHUMAN...
How meaningful and insightful. You should really become an art critic, you'd be a perfect fit fur the front page of Letterboxd.

>>90064
I think it’s all genuine even if Averi might say otherwise. She’s a hothead in this story.

>>90079
>hothead
Someone get her outta here!

SOMEONE GET THIS HOTHEAD OUTTA HERE!

Also bumo geeeegg

>>93103
>>93104
nyagger

Bumping to page 1..

>>93214
i'd rather you guys not needlessly bump until a new chapter comes out.
the thread is cyclic anyway so you don't have to worry about it disappearing

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>>89979

split into two parts award

<…soooo thaaat’s the story of how I learned to always stretch BEFURE doing the dishes~!
Chud munched on his chicken sandwich. To his surprise, it was still in his lunchbox when he sat down fur lunch. He readjusted his glasses and wiped his palms.
>Um… w-what?

Chud didn’t really get it. How the fluff did this vixen manage to turn an everyday household chore into some crazy ordeal? Weren’t women supposed to be good at dishwashing? He guessed that didn’t apply to latinx foxes. Although now that he thought about it, he wouldn’t mind seeing her stretch-
<CHUDDIE~!!! Don’t tell me you didn’t pay attention to my gemmy, genre-defining story! Hmmmpt~!

The vixen crossed her arms and turned away from Chud. He knew she wasn’t really angry at him, though. Ever since they got over their spat at her house a week ago, he’d felt a subtle vibe shift between them. She sent him a text that nyaght, thanking him fur coming over and helping her with the project. He thanked her back, and befure they knew it, they were having a full-blown conversation lasting way past their bedtimes.
<Chuddie, please tell me you have more hobbies than just browsing 4chan all day…
>I literally spend HOURS micromanaging the eastern front to defeat the gay commie Jews in HOI IV… not like you’ll understand since you only play Nintendo slop games.
<Those games are actually FUN though, Chuddie! Do you know what FUN is? Smh… :facepalming_fox:
<Let’s see, I’m an artist, gardener, dancer, gamer, amateur astronomer, and I like eating chicken! And yes, I consider that to be a hobby, Chuddie! Don’t say otherwise!
>What? Since when are you a dancer? Amateur astronomer? We both know you’re not smart enough fur that.
<WHAT THE FLUFF CHUDDIE!?!? TAKE THAT BACK!!! :angry_fox: :angry_fox: :angry_fox:
>Calm down! I was just joking…
<Suuurrre you were, and besides, I’m sure Robin wouldn’t take too kindly to you insulting her vidya like that…

Robin…
Wasn’t she supposed to be “fixing” him? If that was the case, why hadn’t she reached out to him regarding his absence from school? Why hadn’t THEY had a late-nyaght texting convo like that yet? Why was he sitting next to Averi at lunch, listening to HER stories instead of Robin’s? He remembered when Averi decided to bring up Robin’s scheme during their texts that nyaght.
<I’m still suspicious about that little thing you two have going on. In my opinion, you don’t need “fixing”, Chuddie.
>Really? Cmon I’m not that naïve, I know I’m not perfect, as we both know from earlier today…
<Hm.
>What?
<Nothing.
>Aren’t you two friends? I’d imagine you two being women and all, she would’ve told you more about what she’s planning.
<No… you know, we’re actually not that close, Chuddie.
>Really?
<Really. Whatever, just don’t let her push you around, okay?
>What? If anything, I’ve felt more pushed around by YOU!
<Oh, stop being so dramatic, Chuddie… Goodnyaght.

That’s where their conversation ended. Did he piss her off again? Probably. Did she get over it? Apparently, considering they were sitting next to each other like friends, which they were… right?
He scanned around the lunchroom and saw Robin at the opposite end, sitting with Black-Chan and Nekotsuki. He hadn’t seen them since that Halloween nyaght, not like he particularly cared fur them. They probably thought he was a creep or something. No wonder she didn’t want to openly associate with him just yet. Still, it didn’t feel right fur her to be excluding him like that. 

>…I gotta talk to Robin real quick…
<Eh? What? Uh, Chuddie, I don’t think that’s a good idea~…
He got up and began to casually stroll across the lunchroom towards Robin’s table. Averi anxiously followed behind him.
<Uh… Chuddie? Did you hear me?
No point in turning back now, it’ll be too awkward if anyone notices some guy walking back and furth fur no reason.
Averi sighed and suddenly ran in front of him to meet Robin first.

>Aver- fluff!
Goddammit! Why did she always have to get in the way? Now he had no choice but to go along with whatever Averi was planning to not look like a complete dumbass in front of Robin. This is EXACTLY what I was talking about when I said YOU pushed me around, you dumb spic!
<ahem Hey Robbie~!
Robin and her friends turned around to see Averi and Chud standing awkwardly by their table. Chud felt paralyzed as he saw Black-Chan gaze disapprovingly at him. Nekotsuki seemed confused. Robin looked as embarrassed as Chud.
<Uh… Hi Averi, what are you doing here with Chud…?
Averi did her little twirl and nearly smacked Chud in the face with her tail.
<Oh Robbie~! I just wanted to stop and say hi! That’s all! Uh, but it looks like you’re busy, so I think Chud and I are gonna walk ba-
>Uh, Robin, I actually wanted to speak with you regarding something, if you didn’t mind…

Averi slowly turned to Chud. He could feel her angry gaze burning into his pupils. 
<Sure! Whatever, Chuddie. I’ll be on my way…
She stormed back to their table. Shit… I’m gonna have to answer fur that later, am I? He focused his attention back on Robin.
>Uh… Are you busy?
<Not really… I’ll be right there. Sorry girls…
Black-Chan was still glaring at Chud as if he were a serial rapist or something. What are you looking at nyagger? Fluff off… Of course, he couldn’t say that out loud. He and Robin walked to the water fountains near the lunch bathrooms. She kept her distance from him.
<What is it, Chud? Lunch is gonna end soon and I-
>I know, sorry, I just…

He scratched the back of his head as he struggled to come up with what to say. What the fluff was I gonna ask her again? How the fluff did I furget? That stupid beaner distracted me!
<Uh…?
>Sorry, I was gonna ask about our thing, you know…
Robin darted her eyes, making sure no other students were in earshot of them. 
<Should we really be discussing this in the open?
>No, but I was just thinking that if you wanted to help me, you could start by maybe letting me sit next to you…?

Robin was taken aback by Chud’s suggestion. Was she disgusted at the idea of being near me? It’s not like I had bad hygiene or anything, I wasn’t THAT much of a loser, fluff how I should know?
<W-well, I don’t…
She sighed in frustration and face-palmed.
<Look, Chud, I think I’ve been having second thoughts-
His heart dropped upon hearing those words. Please don’t tell me that I heard that… I must’ve misheard her.
>B-but I wore the shirts you picked out!
<Okay? That doesn’t really mean-

No… no no no no no no no! This isn’t happening! Quick Chud! Think of something!
>Wait, maybe you’re right…
<What?
>I… don’t think we’ve had a proper chance to get to know one another yet. Why don’t we play something together again… like we did with Mario Kart?
<Oh God, Chud… you’re not asking me out on a… d-date, are you?

His cheeks reddened as he struggled to answer back.
>N-no! As friends!
Robin contemplated fur a bit befure answering back.
<Well, I recently got a second controller fur my Xbox One. Hmm, how does a Halo game nyaght sound to you? I have the Master Chief collection; we can do co-op or mess around in multiplayer or something like that…

Halo? Chud hadn’t played that game in years since his Xbox 360 died, and he became a PC Chad. Whatever, at least he knew he had a chance to beat her in an FPS game.
>Yeah, that works. This Friday?
<Sure, my parents are gonna be out of town this weekend.
Chud liked the sound of that. Heh, perfect! I can show off my elite gamer skills to Robin, and then maybe we’ll watch a movie and then-
The school bell rang, and the packed cafeteria turned into a frenzy as students rushed to their next period.
<I’ll see you then.
>Yeah…

Chud ran back to his table to collect his bookbag. Averi was nowhere in sight. He sighed and shook his head. Whatever, she’ll get over it.

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Chud met Robin in her backyard that Friday around sunset. Her overprotective father would’ve NEVER approved having a boy over while they were away, so she snuck him through the back, out of sight of their Ring doorbell camera.
<I just ordered some pizza and drinks.
>Nice.
She was still wearing her schoolgirl outfit. Damn, he’d never get over how well it showed off her figure and her personalities. He couldn’t get too excited, though. The last thing he needed was to embarrass himself at her home.
She closed the back sliding door and led him to her living room.
<Uhh… so do you wanna play on the living room TV or my room…? My Xbox is up there right now…

Her room? She’s offering fur us to go up to her room? Uh, hell YES!!! Who cares if their living room has a giant flat screen TV and a fancy sound system?
>Uh, it doesn’t really matter where, but I think it would be more convenient if we didn’t have to move everything down here. I’d imagine that setting up a console on that TV is a pain in the ass.
<You’re not wrong about that, my room it is then!
She gekkered nervously. Chud chuckled in return.
<But why don’t we wait fur the pizza to get here first? 

They awkwardly sat down on the couch in silence as they waited. What the fluff am I doing? This is the perfect time to strike conversation with her, and I’m just sitting here like dead as a rock! He turned to say something to her, only to find that she was already scrolling away on her phone.
Aaaaannnd… that’s what I get fur hesitating, Fluff! He decided to take out his phone as well, so he didn’t look like some psycho staring at a blank TV screen. He saw that Averi finally responded to his text earlier that week. He’d asked her if they were cool after that incident at lunch, only to be left on read.
<Yeah? Why wouldn’t we be “cool”, or whatever dudebro’s like you say?
“Dudebro”? She was definitely still pissed at him.
>Averi, what did I do to you? Does being your friend mean I’m not allowed to talk to other girls?
<No, but you completely ignored my warnings… I was trying to prevent you from embarrassing yourself.
>I understand, but nothing happened! And now I’m playing Halo with her. See? You don’t need to worry about me so much. I can take care of myself.
He saw text bubbles, indicating that she was typing something, but they stopped. Chud was going to respond when their pizza arrived.

They split the pepperoni pizza pie in half and ate it in her dining room. Once Chud was done, he excused himself and went to the bathroom to wash his greasy palms. He checked his phone. Averi still hadn’t responded to him. He shook his head. No point in worrying about her now, he was at Robin’s place fur a reason.
After Robin finished, they both went upstairs to her room. Chud felt his heart pounding out of his chest. Sure, he’d been here befure, but he knew one wrong move could end everything. He casually sat down on the floor in front of her bed, facing her TV screen. It was smaller than the one in the living room, but it was in HER room, and that’s all that mattered. She turned on the TV and her Xbox One befure sitting down next to Chud. She had two controllers in her lap. She gave him the white one. He could see that her black one had extra buttons on the bottom. It must’ve been some try-hard pro controller or some shit like that.

<Why don’t we warm up by doing a one-on-one?
>A what?
Chud’s mind raced as he imagined Robin suddenly jumping on him, and they began to make out. ARRGGG!!! NO!!! Not now… Chud snapped out of it. That’s NOT what she meant…
<sigh Oh cmon! You should know what that is!
>’Course I do! But don’t start crying if I don’t let you get any kills!
<tskt Don’t even, Chud…

Robin set up a custom multiplayer match on the Battlecreek map from Halo: CE. She was going way too fast fur Chud to see what settings she was choosing. Probably something that gave her an advantage, that sly fluffing vixen…
The match began, and they were off to the races. Heh, this will be easy, I can literally see her POV since we’re playing split screen. He walked from behind the bunker he spawned at and picked up a Needler. Now all I have to do is bait her to come into the open and then-
Chud’s shield suddenly broke without warning as two grenades exploded near him. WHAT THE FLUFF??? WHERE DID THEY COME FROM??? Befure he could turn around and get into cover, Robin ran towards him, mag dumping her battle rifle till he rag-dolled. She then proceeded to crouch over him repeatedly. Is she… T-bagging me???
<Heh, what a noob you are, Chud!

Chud stayed quiet as he waited to respawn. Was it different when a woman T-bagged you? He’d been T-bagged in other multiplayer games he’d played over the years. He’d usually respond by raging in chat until he got kicked or outright banned from the game’s server fur “hate speech” or some shit like that. What if Robin T-bagging me… meant something else? What if it were a sign of potential sexual interest? What if-
Chud was so lost in his delusional fantasies that he failed to react in time when his shield went offline again. Robin punched him to death with her battle rifle and t-bagged him again.
<Chud, here’s a tip: Shoot your gun to damage me! GEEEKKKK!!!!
>I… know that…
This fluffing vixen pooch! Does she think I’m retarded?
>I think I need to adjust my sensitivity… My aim is all off…
<Yeah, right! You haven’t even attempted to shoot me yet! You have to press the “right trigger” to attack! Did you know that Chud? Or are you that much of a PClet?

Did she just call me a… PClet? What kind of fluffing insult is that? He respawned underneath the arch in the center of the map. He remembered there being a sniper rifle on a secluded ledge right next to the arch. He was halfway up the ladder when a rocket knocked him off. 
>FUUUCCKKK!!!
<GEEEKKK!!! Are you getting frustrated, Chud? Does losing to a FEMALE make you mad?
He fell down and lost his shield again. He tried firing his plasma pistol at her to no avail. He had to experience the humiliation of being T-bagged fur the third time.
<Wow, I didn’t know Halo had bot support fur multiplayer! GEEEKKKK!!!
This is so embarrassing! Why would a gamer girl like her ever want to be with a console noob like me? I knew switching to PC was a mistake! 
>If this were on PC, I would’ve killed you 10 times over!
<MmmHmm! Suuureee…

After 10 minutes of seeing his Spartan die at her hands, she suddenly paused and ended the game.
>Hey! What gives!
She gekkerd lightly
<I’m taking pity on you…
>Wh- I don’t need your pity! I was just about to sneak up on- 
<Don’t worry, that was just a warmup! Why don’t we do some co-op instead?
>Like the campaign? Sure-
<-On Legendary, of course!
>W-why?

Why is this pooch so sadistic? She just wants to see me suffer! Does she get something out of this? Is she keeping me around just so she can have someone to point and laugh at? What a cunt…
To his surprise, Robin set the campaign to Normal difficulty instead.
<I think we’ll enjoy a more laid-back experience… You don’t mind, do you?
>No, not at all…
If anything, it was perfect! If they weren’t so focused on playing the game, it would give them the perfect opportunity to have a conversation with each other. Luckily fur him, she made the first move while they were fighting their way across the Pillar of Autumn.

<Sooo, if you don’t mind me asking, why were you and Averi absent on Monday?
>Oh! Uh… we had to finish our projects… We kinda furgot, I guess?
<Really? I knew YOU would probably furget that, but Averi? She’s usually on top of things, even if it doesn’t seem like she’s all there…

Huh? What was Robin implying? He knew Averi was eccentric, but he never clocked her as someone with actual mental issues or anything like that… Sure, we did have a little fight, but that was mainly my fault. And she got over that already… He thought about the phone in his pocket. He still hadn’t felt it vibrate. Maybe Averi went to sleep already…
>What do you mean?
<Well, you know she’s been through quite a lot… most of it was when she was back on the island…
The island? Is that what they call Puerto Rico? Chud imagined it as some crime-ridden hellhole; no wonder why she left.
>Well, she’d never told me anything about her past life.
<…Do you want to know?
A part of Chud felt like he shouldn’t be prying about personal details of her life like that. After all, shouldn’t Averi be the one telling me instead?
>Uh, no… not really…
<…Okay…

They were silent as the cutscene fur the Halo mission played showing Master Chief crash-land onto the ring. When they got to the part where they had to search fur survivors with their Warthog, Robin somehow fell off a cliff and got them all killed. They both laughed awkwardly.
<So, how are you enjoying this game so far?
> It's good, I guess…
<You guess?
>Well, it’s not bad per se… I guess I’m just going with the flow…
<…
<You… look a lot better than you did befure…
>Uh, thanks…?

Was that a backhanded compliment? Sure, I did make an effurt to look nice tonyaght, but I didn’t go all out or anything.
<It’s a start, don’t get me wrong. You don’t look like someone who spends hours in their room all day anymore…
>Uh…
What was up with her? Didn’t she know that her “compliments” came off as rude? And that’s coming from me!
>Well, I remember at lunch when I asked if I could sit next to you and…

Robin froze. Chud didn’t have to look at her to tell; her Spartan stopped moving in-game. That clearly caught her off guard.
<Yeah, sorry, I just… my friends don’t know about this whole thing yet… and I don’t really want to tell them about it… You should understand…
>But I also remember you saying… You had second thoughts-
<Yeah, yeah, I know… Look this is all… very confusing to me. You have to understand how weird a situation this is… I still don’t think I’m ready to fully commit to anything right now… Do you understand?
Chud felt his grip of the controller tighten as he tried to contain his anger. Of fluffing course, she was doing some hard-to-get bullshit!!! I only have myself to blame; I agreed to do this with her. But man, I really don’t want her to drag this out only to her to change her mind at the last second. Then again, I am literally sitting right next to her in her own bedroom, which HAS to mean something, right?

>Yeah, I think…
<…
>Hey Robin, quick question if you don’t mind: What do you see in me anyway?
<Eh… uh… wow… that’s certainly a question…
He didn’t like the sound of that. She had to pause the game to think it over.
<Well, you know, back in 5th grade…
>I already know about this Robin. I overheard your conversation with Averi.
<…Of course you did-
>But I find it hard to believe that’s the only reason why you’re doing this thing with me in the first place.
<I get it… It’s just hard to put into words…
>Averi told me that she thinks you’re just pushing me around.

Why did I say that? It just came out… fluff!
<Averi?
Robin shook her head and gekkered.
<Why are you listening to her? We both know she has a thing fur you. You can’t trust anything she says! What a gaslighting pooch…
She crossed her arms and looked straight at Chud.
<And tell me, Chud, why would I need to “push” you around fur? You know, I don’t really NEED a man in the first place, I can take care of myself just fine! But I think I’m a very loving and kind person, and I wanna share that love with others...
She wants to share her “love” with others? That sounds like something a narcissistic whore would say to justify her being a dumb slut!
>I… don’t follow you?
<Well, think of this as an apology fur how I… bullied you back then. A proper one… We both know you haven’t had the best social life since then, and I DO feel kinda bad that I was partially responsible fur that… If I can “fix” you, then I think that I’ll have done something to make up fur that, no?
>I-I guess?
<And maybe by then… you’ll be suitable fur me…
Chud blushed as he heard that. Robin turned away from him, presumably she was blushing too.

<Um… why don’t we continue playing?
>S-sure…
Just as they were about to resume, Robin got a random friend request from within the game. Their username was “ChickenLover89”. Chud and Robin glanced at each other. It didn’t take a detective to figure out who it was. 
>Well, I guess we could do a free-fur-all or some-

Robin declined the friend request.
>Uh… why did you do-
<I’m fluffing tired of that… cunt always barging in where she doesn’t belong!
She held the Xbox button on her controller and shut off the console.

Chud checked his phone; it was just shy of 10 P.M. He was surprised that Averi (If that really was her) hadn’t blown up their phones with angry texts yet. Robin yawned, stretched out her arms, and leaned against the side of her bed. Her floppy ears cutely rested on her head. She caressed her hair slightly. Her tail curled around her legs. Chud gulped at the sight. She smiled as she saw his reaction.

<Why don’t we do… something else, Chud~?

>>95065
Something moid chases Stacy instead of the nerd girl that likes him.

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>>95083
They’re both geeks though, not nerds

>>95064
>>95065
That was nice.

>>95345
Was it really doe?

>>95347
I thought so, at least.

>>95347
Yeah, I want moar

>Chud is less socially awkward than me 
it's fluffing over...
I have spend my entire birthday one month ago reading this fanfic, and i have been checking thread every day to see, if new chapter has came out

>>95443
erm it's called character development, chud

Sorry about not updating as frequently as I used to. I guess I've gotten more lazy over time. Don't worry, I don't plan on abandoning this fic anytime soon.

>>95065
chuddie is about to really lose his virginity now gek.

Post next part so I can stop goofing

this is such a gem holy

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Hello furchuds! I know many of you(like 2 of you i guess) have been wondering where I've been. The answer is that I've been hard at work on the FINALE of MCPL. Yes, I know it may seem hard to believe, but Chud's long journey is finally coming to an end. 

Enjoy :3

THE FINALE (THE END OF EVERYTHING)

Chud was in the middle of another long and productive HOI IV session. He finally finished conquering all of Europe alongside his CPU-controlled Axis friends. All that stood in his way was the Judeo-Zionist States of AmeriKKKa. He fucking hated what Paradox did to the naval gameplay. All it did was make this game more of a micro-management hell.
>Great, now I have to reorganize my entire Navy! I didn't even bother to build any new ships while I was invading Russia...
As he grumbled, he saw he got a text on his phone. 
>R-Robin?
He swiped up the phone and unlocked it. What if she finally asked him out? What if she sent him a sext? What if-
<Hey Chud... How do I say this?
<I... was hanging out with Averi yesterday, and we got into a little fight... it got...physical.
Chud was shocked. Girls? Fighting over him? Impossible! He already knew that Averi started it. Its no surprise to him that the Latinx beaner would resort to violence! He hoped Robin whooped her ass.
>Uh, okay? Did you get hurt?
<No... but-
DING!
He suddenly got another text from someone else.
<CHUDDIE!!! ;( IM SORRY!!!!!
He groaned. He really didn't want to hear this spic yap about how Robin was the instigater, and she's all innocent and-
<I HAD SESBIAN LEX WITH ROBIN!!!!!!!
Chud looked long and hard at Averi's words. He didn't know what to think. Was she... joking?
>Averi, you're not funny
He got a text from Robin.
<Averi already told you, didn't she???
No...
This can't be happening...
Not to him....
>Told what? What the fuck happened?
<Chud... I'm so sorry... I'm crying right now... I don't know why I did it...
Averi texted him again.
<TO BE HONEST CHUDDIE... IT WAS KINDA HOT??? HEH, I BET YOU WISH YOU WERE THERE ;)

Now it was Chud's turn to cry. He threw his phone against the wall and screamed out in anger.
>FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!
>I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT CUCKED BY THAT FUCKING PUERTO RICAN FOX BIIITCCCHHHH!!!!!!!!
His glasses fogged up as tears began streaming down his face. 
All the time he'd spent with her had all been for nothing... He'd begin to imagine Robin and Averi sissoring each other as they laughed at Chud sitting down in the corner of the room, watching.

After crying for a few minutes, he slowly made his way to his now shattered phone and picked it up. Averi sent him one more message.
<BTW... I recorded the entire thing! :evil_fox_grin: I wouldn't want you to feel left out... shhhh!!! don't tell Robin!!! Under the message was a video of... he could tell from the preview exactly what it was.

Why the fuck would she...? Doesn't matter... maybe I'll get someone out of this situation after all...
Fuck my pathetic chudcel life...

20 years later

We interrupt our Aryan programming to bring you a live view from the White House as our supreme Führer, Chud Westfallen, steps to the podium for an important announcement.

>My fellow Aryan Americans, earlier today at 3:57AM Eastern Time, our elite ϟϟ squadron conducted a dangerous raid on the suspected hideout of the two most infamous homosexual terrorists in all of American History. I am proud to announce that... Averi Cactus Fiddleafox and Robin Mimmi have been captured.
The Führer paused and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. Even after everything he'd been through, his assassination attempt, the civil war, the failed coup, nothing compared to what he'd felt when he read their names out loud. Honestly, he'd forgotten they even existed until they bombed a section of the Great Mexican Wall. What were those dykes problem? He admittedly didn't expect women to even be capable of that, much less foxes.
>As we speak, they are being transported to a secure facility before being tried for the various crimes they've committed against our glorious American Reich.
A ϟecret ϟervice agent whispered something in Chud's ear. He grinned from ear to ear.
>And I just learned that they are being forced to watch this very broadcast!
He looked directly into the camera.
>FUCK YOU!!! YOU STUPID FUCKING LESBIAN DYKE WHORES!!! ITS A SHAME THEY DIDN'T PUT ONE THROUGH YOUR HEADS! I FUCKING WOOONNNN YOU DUMB LESBO SLUTS!!!!
The Führer was left breathless and red-faced after his rant. His media team wanted to shut off the feed for Chud's sake, but they didn't dare defy the Führer.
Shit... this probably makes me look like some psycho... and I just really did that in front of hundreds of millions of people?
>...Fuck my pathetic chudcel life...

Happy April Fools! No, this isn't the real finale, not anytime soon atleast. I'll upload the next chapter on Thursday or Friday

>>100981
It’s over…

>>100981
It's so fluffing over...

>>100981
Wow.

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>>95065
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, I’m getting pretty tired…
>W-what? But you asked me if you wanted to do something else? What could you have POSSIBLY mea-
>It meaaans… that it’s 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 gf… 
She clumsily fell on her back. 

Was Robin… drunk??? I didn’t recall her drinking anything while we were playing Halo… I CAN’T have my future wife fall under the influence of the liquid Jew!
>Robin, were you drinking again? Y’know, 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.
<I’ll have you know I’ve 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 couldn’t beat me even if I was drunk… you’re that much of a noob, Chud.
He rolled his eyes.
>Whatever, but what did you mean then when-
<What do you mean, “What did I mean?”, 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 CAN’T JUST TEASE ME LIKE THAT, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!
Robin climbed onto her bed and began tapping on her phone like a mindless drone.
<Geeze…Um, isn’t your mom gonna pick you up or something?
>…I’ll go check.

He was about to send his mom a text when he realized something. 
What if my mom wasn’t able to pick me up? Heh, yeah, maybe I could say she’s already asleep or something! Yes! A perfect cover story!
>Uhhh… my mom isn’t picking up her phone! I think she’s 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.
>Erm… yeah! I guess she’s a heavy sleeper or something, I should’ve called earlier…
Robin glared at him for what felt like forever.
 Gulp 
What’s with that look on her face? Oh God, she knows I’m lying!
<Wanna go camping?

>C-camp… 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.
>Uhh…
<Camping! Outside! In my backyard! Cmon, it’ll 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-
<Chud…?
<…Chud…
<CHUD!!!
>What???? Sorry, I was-
<I don’t 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 wasn’t her first time setting up a tent, but she still struggled.
<God damnit! Don’t just stand there! You’re a MAN! You should be the one doing this, not me!
>Sorry, I-uhhh… 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?
>Erm… don’t you mean “cold feet”?
<Shut up, nerd! You know what I mean! Besides, it’s nice to do something away from technology for once… Oh, can you shine your phone’s flashlight or something so I can see what the fuck I’m doing?
He groaned as he turned on his light. So much for staying away from “technology”.
<Thanks, that’s a little better…
This is a perfect opportunity to prove my manhood!
>I could help secure it in place or something…
He scrambled around the tent to find something to patch down.
<Don’t bother, I already finished setting it up…
>Of course you did…

The tent was a lot larger than Chud expected. It was clearly meant for multiple people. He began to day(midnight?)dream again…
>Sooo, why are we doing this again? It seems kinda… random, don’t you think? And doesn’t this mean we’re gonna have to sleep toget-
<Oh God, stop Chud… 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 father’s face when they first met that Halloween.
>Robin. Stop making so much noise… (you fucking foid…)
<Sorry… I just… oh wow… 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 you’re not gonna be able to get an Uber at this time of the night-
>That’s not-
<-which means you’ll have to stay here, outside, to be specific.

OH, SO THAT’S WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT??? SHE REALLY DOESN’T TRUST ME SLEEPING OVER??? WHAT A FUCKING BITCH!!!
>You know, I could just walk home.
<You? Walk home by yourself? 
>So? It’s only a 30-minute walk, and I’m a MAN after all…
<I know how shitty your neighborhood is, Chud. I don’t think that’ll be a good idea…
She was right. He feared getting mugged by ‘coons or nigs on his way home from school, and that was during the daytime. He didn’t want to think about what degenerates lurked around at this hour of the night.
>Oh, so you were looking out for me… how nice of you…
Robin grinned.
<Yeah, look at me, looking out for my *man*. GEEEKKK!!! Sike!
Chud rolled his eyes. This whole “pretend that we aren’t in a relationship” thing was so stupid. But he couldn’t stop himself from smiling a bit too.
So, she DOES care about me… 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 you’re all set! Goodnight!
Chud watched her stroll back inside as her tail bounced without a care in the world.
>…Goodnight…

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.
It’s 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 wasn’t snowing, not like we often see that around here anyway…
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 Chud’s 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. She’s so kawaii… I mean… CUTE!!! I’m not a weeb! (anymore…)
His nose picked up a delicious scent coming from the set of paper plates in her paws.
<Oh, good! You’re 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, sure…
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 Chad… and then afterwards we’ll-
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.

>Mmmm…
They tasted AMAZING! Was everything by Robin’s 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 though… 
GAHHH!!! JUST FORGET ABOUT THAT!!! Besides, I think you need to use powdered milk to make that anyway…
Gulp Wait… was she not wearing a bra??? Oh my-
<Sooo… are they good?
Chud swiftly broke his gaze from Robin’s chest.
>Oh! Uh… yes! It’s the breas-I mean, best I’ve ever had!
She gekkered with pride.
<Wow, they’re that good, huh? Ghidarille makes the BEST chocolate bars… oh…uh, you have something on your face, let me…

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 guy’s face and then they-
She gently rubbed the napkin across his graham crumb and chocolate-covered cheek.
AAAHADSFEREASHHH!!! I can’t believe she’s 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 something…?

<Sorry… that was a really fucking weird thing for me to do, right?
>No, I mean it kinda was, but I-
<I think I’m gonna go back inside now, good night, Chud.
She quickly grabbed up the empty plates and unzipped the tent door. 
>No! Don’t 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, that…
She shook her head and sighed as she stepped out of the tent.
>No Robin, I… I want to talk to you! 
<Talk about what exactly, Chud? 
>Uhh… stuff… life… y’know…?
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 first…
Yes!!! Nice save, Chud! Who knew talking to women would be so easy? Maybe there is a Chad inside me after all…

They sat together in silence, looking at the starry night sky through one of the mesh windows of the tent. They couldn’t see much, but pretending to be invested in astronomy allowed them to avoid talking to each other for a good 10 minutes.
<…I thought you wanted to talk…
>Well, you didn’t say anything after you came back…
She snarled.
<Neither did you! Funny, because YOU were the one who asked to “talk” to me!
>Right, right, uh… sorry, I’m not good at talking to girls…
Robin facepalmed.
<Oh my God, Chud! We’ve known each other for MONTHS now! Why are you still scared of talking to me?
>I-I don’t… Oh! Uh, why don’t you tell me your Halo or Mario Kart strats?
She gawked at Chud with her mouth wide open. Her teeth weren’t as sharp as Averi’s…
<Oh… so you only wanted to talk about video games…Wow! Maybe I should just go-
>No!

FUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!! Now this bitch DOESN’T want to talk about vidya???? WHY ARE “GAYMER” WOMEN SO INCONSISTENT AND RETARDED????
>Uh… what do YOU want to talk about then, since I clearly can’t come up with a Robin-approved idea?
She frowned at him. Was she about to curse him out? Maybe call this whole “fixing him” thing off? Confess her love for Averi? Wait, what-
<Fine. I have a question: What do you think about us “anthros”, Chud?

Chud pushed in his glasses. This was gonna be good. She stepped back into the tent and sat down.
>Well, considering that I’m 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, I’ve 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 don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I haven’t 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 you’re just making excuses to avoid changing for the better, which need I remind you, is a prerequisite for our little thing-
>Okaaay…I get it, Robin!
A mischievous smirk grew on Robin’s face.
<Do you? You know, it’s just like how you have to level up a skill tree in an RPG… Oh, that’s right, you won’t get that either since you’re not a REAL gamer like me…gek!
Oh, so NOW she wants to talk about vidya?
>Oh my GOD!!! I’ve played video games before, you dumb bitch-
Slap!

Sir a gem just hit the 'foo

Kino.

>>111631
That one nearly knocked the glasses out of Chud’s face. He put his hand on his stinging left cheek. Even girls with paws hit hard…
<Very funny, Chud, but you need to remember that I’m not like Averi; I’m not gonna sit around and let others berate me like that, no sirrree! Consider this your first strike, you misogynist prick! Hm!
What the fuck? She didn’t even sound that mad, yet she still hit me with that much force? And of course I can’t fight back! I hate society…

<Apologize, Chud, NOW.
After that previous ordeal with Averi, Chud knew better than to hesitate in apologizing to a fox woman.
>I’m sorry I called you that, Robin, I was just frustrated with your teasing…
<Awwww? Did I offend you? Am I being a big, bad bully? A bully fox perhaps? Geeekkk!!!
He wiped his glasses and put them back on.
>So funny… anyway, what does this have to do with anthros again?
<Oh, right! Tell me, do you think we’re an evolutionary mistake? An abomination of nature? Something that was never meant to be?

Well, that came out of nowhere. Was she open to race realism? 
>No? I mean, not really… well, I do think some things about your “lore” are strange…
She gekkered.
<”Lore?” Really Chud? We’re not some video game faction or some fairytale race of creatures; we’re REAL people with a RICH and VIBRANT culture and history just like you-
Chud snorted.
>Yeah, a history of being violent savages that can only be tamed by working for the white man!
<Oh shut up! It wasn’t just your race that enslaved us anyway, everyone did, even the Africans…
>And yet, those nig- I mean African tribal leaders still sold us their kind alongside yours, almost as if they weren’t very bright to begin with, don’t ya think? 
<Maybe… your kind is really good at manipulating people against their own self-interests? I don’t know…

My kind? MY KIND? MANIPULATE? AGAINST THEIR OWN SELF-INTERESTS??? OH, DOES SHE EVEN KNOW ((( WHO’S ))) REALLY TO BLAME???
>Oh, you have a LOT to learn, Robin…
Chud was about to go full /pol/ sperg mode, but she wasn’t having it.
<Okay, let’s move away from that tangent. Do you think we’re aliens?
>Aliens? You mean… You think anthros are… actually aliens? Like the type that comes from UFOs or something?
She yawned and nodded.
<I actually don’t think it’s that crazy of an idea, think about it! I mean, what are the chances that different families of animals just happened to evolve consciousness and other “human-like” features?
>Why did you say “human-like” like that?
<Well, to be honest, I don’t like how human-centric biologists and anthropologists are when it comes to us anthros. In fact, I don’t even like the word “anthro”. Why are we assumed to be the outliers? If anything, YOU are the weird ones since your kind doesn’t have fur at all…

Oh no… is she some kind of “Anthro Rights Matter” libtard? That would explain her dumb foid worldview… How could she ever be my tradwife now??? 
Wait, I’ve had this same argument before on the ‘chan… I know the PERFECT talking point to own her Ben Shapiro style!
>Erm, actually, the fact that there are no fossil records of species bridging ferals and anthros begs the question if YOU are the natural ones, not us. We’ve found proto-human fossils, yet no one has ever found the same for a proto-anthro fox or cat or something like that. That’s completely contradictory to the theory of evolution. It’s like you guys just sprang up out of nowhere! Maybe that alien theory of yours has something to it-

He was interrupted by Robin, suddenly resting her head on his shoulder.
>Wha-
She snored.
>Great, you bored her to death…
He soaked in the moment for a few minutes before realizing that she was in no shape to be sleeping out here in the cold. Chud sighed.
>…Do I really have to do this?

Chud’s heart hammered as he wrapped his arms around her body. If she woke up now, he’d end up a murder victim. No, the courts would say it was in self-defense anyway, stupid matriarchal society… 
He slowly lifted her up. She wasn’t THAT heavy… was that a good or bad thing? He figured that Averi probably weighed a bit more, considering her obsession with chicken, and her- Chud stopped himself. Now was Robin time; there would be time to think about that beaner’s femurs later.
He unzipped the tent and carefully made his way to the sliding door. Luckily, she forgot to lock it. He slid it open and carried Robin inside the heated interior of her house. 
I can’t believe she was really expecting me to sleep out there… maybe it would’ve been better to leave her out there-
No… I have to get her on my side, think of the bully BOOBIES that await me when I succeed…
He gently dropped her on the living room couch and draped a blanket from the armchair on top of her. She shifted to her side and grabbed onto the couch’s throw pillow.
He glanced at her for a second before quietly making his way back out to the tent, taking along a blanket from the second living room couch for extra protection against the cold. 

As he settled into the sleeping bag, he pondered if he should’ve done something else. After all, he had the dream opportunity of every /r9k/ incel.
>No, I’m not evil… sure, I may be weird and anti-social, but I have morals, it’s what separates me from the animals and other subhumans… I shouldn’t even be thinking about this shit… 

--

Chud woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the red glare of the rising sun seeping through the mesh screen of the tent. He didn’t even have time to stretch before he heard a car pull up to Robin’s driveway. 
>…Oh fuck!
What if that was her parents returning home early? Oh, he would be so FUCKED!!! He quickly got out of the tent and stormed inside the house. Robin was already awake, flipping pancakes in the kitchen.
<Morning, Chud! I’m making breakfast if you-
>Who just pulled into your driveway?
Her body froze.
<Hopefully not my-
The doorbell rang in quick succession.
<Chuddie~! Are you awake~?
Robin and Chud gave each other a look.
>Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding-
The doorbell kept on ringing. What was this beaner’s problem? Why would she even be here at this hour?
>Maybe we can pretend we’re not here-
An older, yet familiar, female voice came through the door.
<Chud, sweetie? Please tell me if you’re there?
>Mom? What the-?
Robin raised an eyebrow at Chud.
He realized there was no point in hiding. Chud bit his lip as he opened the door.

Averi and Chud’s mom were waiting for him on the front porch. Averi was wearing her usual green sweater, and his mom looked like she had just gotten out of bed. Averi pulled Chud onto the porch.
<Hiiii Chuddie~! Did you miss me~?
>Uh… hey, whoa!
She hummed with joy as they embraced. Well, as SHE embraced him, Chud tried his best to avoid hugging her back, considering how awkward this situation was. He was able to confirm that she was 100% flat, or was she? It was hard to tell if that was her fur or something else…
She pulled back, looking a bit annoyed that he didn’t reciprocate his half of the hug. 
His mom laughed.
<Is that how you kids hug these days?
>No- I mean yes, I mean-
Robin stepped onto the doorframe.
<Oh, did they come to pick you up?
Averi twirled, grazing Chud’s mom with her huge bushy tail.
<MmmHmm~! Chuddie must be tired of losing against you in Halo anyway~…
>How did you know that we played-
<Anywaaay, I just got my learner's permit the other day, but I don’t have a car to drive. Luckily for me, your mom was nice enough to let me drive her car!

>What.
Averi? Driving? 
That was a TERRIBLE idea! But my mom letting her drive the car? That was next-level retarded! Now this spic is gonna total the car and get my mom fired, it’s so over…
Wait, how the FUCK did she even contact my mom to begin with?
Robin tapped Chud on the shoulder.
<Uh, so… I guess you’re going then…
>N-
Averi answered for him.
<Oh yes, Robbie~! His mom is SUPER busy today, so I kinda have to drive myself back home ASAP so she can do her errands~!
Chud knew there was no point in arguing, especially in front of his mom. That sly fucking latinx beaner fox! 
>Yeah Robin, I guess I don’t have a choice. But thank you for having me over…
He started following Averi and his mom back to their car when Robin grabbed him by the shoulder.
>Wha-

She quickly pecked Chud on the cheek. Her cheeks flashed bright red as she turned away from Chud.
<Um, th-thank you for bringing me in last night…See you later.
She slammed the door shut in his face. His mind was filled with static noise, still trying to comprehend what just happened, when his mother’s cries broke him out of his trance.
<Chud! Sweetie! Are you paralyzed? We need to go now; I promise I’ll make breakfast when we get home!
He turned to see Averi standing by the open driver’s side door. She didn’t look upset, no… she looked as happy as ever!

But her tail and ears said otherwise.

Damn wtf is wrong with averi that weird ahh stalker pooch

>>100981
You got me bro

WAIT, AM I AT THE END ALREADY??? I NEED MORE PLEASE AND THANK YOU! 

On a realer note, considering the vast amount of effort you put into this project, I think you should attach a PDF or EPUB file with the whole story at the end.
I've loved this project so far. Thank you for writing this!

>>114312
I’m phone posting rn, but there will be a new chapter on Thursday or Friday. I’m also waiting for my AO3 account to get approved. I would do a pdf if there was a way to get it to color format the quote symbol like it does on here. I’m glad you’ve enjoyed it so far!

>>114329
Just set the font color to whatever you need in your chosen document editor.
Also, you were Averif(l)ag all along?

>>114370
Were you a shitskin freak all along Mr 💩?

>>114396
Why you racist nigger...
I can make the PDF for you, if you'd like. Doesn't seem too hard.

>>114695
not yet

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>>111704

Sorry for the long wait. I'm thinking about potentially ending the story on New Year's in the timeline, mainly because I feel like this fic has gone on for far too long(54k words so far), and it's honestly not very good. I guess you could consider August-December as "Part 1". Maybe I'll come back in the future and do "Part 2" from January-July, but it'll be properly formatted like a real story(and hopefully be of a much higher quality), and it will likely be on AO3. 
We still have a few more chapters to go before that happens, hopefully before GTA VI comes out gek.

Also, here's the drawing I did a few months ago. It would be nice if the thread OP pic was changed to this, if that's even possible.

Winter Break

Chud slouched back into the chair as he stared at the paper in front of him. He was in his 7th period English class on the Thursday before Christmas break, and of course his (literal) pooch of a teacher decided they needed to end the year with a practice exam. He frowned as he read the prompt. It instructed him to analyze a poem about a guy finding some ruins in the middle of the desert or something.

He huffed his nose in frustration. Why were they even learning about this shit? This wasn’t gonna help him find a job when he got out into the real world… it’s as if the roof rats WANTED him to land a wagie McDonalds job for the rest of his life! Chud’s mind was too preoccupied with the events that happened last weekend for him to concentrate anyway.

A kiss on the cheek…

He smiled as he replayed the scene in his head over and over again. How many more “dates” till they made it official? Hell, at this rate, he’d expected them to go full LIPS mode by Valentine's Day! And then-
His grin faded as reality set in. Robin hadn’t spoken to him at ALL this past week. Sure, Chud had been busy doing his homework at the last minute before the end of the semester, leaving him with little time to socialize (Not like he did much of that anyway), but he expected her to at least send him a text or two. Now that he thought about it, that beaner fox was nowhere to be seen at lunch either.

Jingle!
<10 minutes remaining class!

10…? Chud glanced at the sheet, void of any writing. He felt his heart drop faster than a fat Japanese calico cat dropping to catch a French fry before it hit the floor.
Oh shit… why did I spend so much time daydreaming??? Foids fluffing ruin everything!!! I-I can’t fail English; that’ll make me look like some retarded ESL cuck!
He adjusted his glasses as he skimmed the poem and prompt again.

Wait… is this supposed to be about some lost civilization? Oh shit, Hyperborea??? Agartha??? Atlantis??? I know ALL about this stuff!

Chud sat straight up and cracked his knuckles as he began scribbling schizophrenic nonsense about the TRUE meaning of the poem. All of his long “study” sessions on /pol/ and /x/ were finally paying off! He ranted and raved about how the poem was obviously an allegory for the fall of an ancient ARYAN civilization that dominated the planet tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the poem contained a secret coded message pointing to the heart of this lost civilization… he bet that the experts on /x/ could help solve the mystery! The part at the end of the poem about “nothing” remaining was clearly an attempt by ((( them ))) to stop the goyim from finding out the truth of what REALLY happened to the-

Jingle!
<1 minute left!

Chud frantically scanned his work. There was no time to correct any mistakes now. He quickly signed his name at the top of the paper just as the teacher rang the bells on her ponytail for the last time. He relaxed in his chair with his arms behind his head. 
That was a piece of cake! I can’t wait to see the look on Ms. Isabelle’s face when we get back and she announces to the entire class that I’ve written the best essay in all of Whitehaven High history!

Chud bolted out of the classroom as soon as the dismissal bell rang. The last place he wanted to be was a crowded hallway full of sweaty anthros (unless they were female, of course).
As he boarded the school bus, Chud realized he didn’t have anything to look forward to for this break, apart from the usual (Browsing 4chan and playing HOI IV). He sat down near the front of the bus and spent the ride looking outside the window. Christmas decorations were displayed everywhere, something he failed to notice until just now. As the bus passed the shopping plaza near his house, he saw a couple (both humans) walking together holding hands. Instead of feeling anger or resentment, Chud felt… happy for them?

What… Impossible! No wait… what if that was me and Ro-

Chud’s eyes widened.
Oh shit… I think I know what I want to… no, what I NEED to do this Christmas…

--

The use of online services on this console is currently restricted by Nintendo

Robin whispered the message over and over again to herself. There was no need to; she knew she understood English and the words currently displayed across the screen of her Nintendo Switch, but this was the last thing she wanted to see coming home from school.

>No…
>…
>Okay, no need to panic… Maybe if I turn it off and on again, that always works for stuff like this…right?

The Switch shook in her paws as she pressed. Robin set the console down on her desk and fidgeted with her digits as she waited to see the screen light up again. She felt her heart jump out of her throat as the screen displayed the same damn message as before.

>UURRRGGGHHH!!!

In one fell swoop, she grabbed the Switch and raised it above her fluffy copper hair. Oh, how badly she wanted to smash the damn thing into pieces! But just as the gamer fox was about to commit 2nd degree murder to her Nintendo console, her emotions got the better of her. She clutched the Switch against her chest and fell backwards onto her bed as tears swelled up in her eyes.

All of the games she had bought on the E-Shop, the hundreds of hours of playtime soaked into Animal Crossing and Monster Hunter, the ruthless grinding done to get into Mario Kart tournaments, it was all for nothing. All because she forgot to disable the console’s Wi-Fi before she booted into the jailbroken firmware.

>I…I’m such a fluffing idiot… 
She turned over and stuffed her head into her pillow as she sobbed. The last thing she needed was to explain to her parents that she just made a $200 paperweight.
>W… what am I gonna d…do???
Of course, she knew there was nothing she could do… Nintendo didn’t play around, especially when it came to piracy.
>There g…goes my fluffing winter break plans…

As Robin felt another round of sobs bubbling up, she was interrupted by ringing coming from her phone. The caller ID said it was Black-Chan. Robin’s digit hovered over the “decline call” button, but then she remembered all the other times they helped each other get through rough times. A girl’s chat felt like something she needed right now. Robin wiped her tears and sniffled before bringing the phone under her drooped ear.

<Why are you crying girl??? What happened? OMG, don’t tell me it had something to do with that boy-
>No! No… it had nothing to do with him… geeze…
<Hmmm… are you sure about that, R?
Robin growled back at her.
>Yes! Can’t we NOT turn every conversation into something involving boys?
Robin was about to hang up when Black-Chan stammered something back.
<W-wait! I’m sorry, I was just teasing you…Uh… sooo, are you gonna tell me why you sound like a total mess?

Robin explained the whole Switch situation to Black-Chan and even mentioned how Chud jailbroke it for her months ago.
<Oh, you see? It WAS his fault all along! If he hadn’t-
The gamer vixen tsked.
>C’mon Black-Chan, this was my fault. If anything, I feel kinda bad that I made him go through all of that trouble for nothing…
<Bah! Don’t be so dramatic, Robin. We both know he only helped you because he wanted to get inside your pants, right? I don’t trust him and- Oh… look, you made us talk about boys again! Ha!
Robin rolled her eyes.
>I don’t know… I actually think he’s changing for the better, slowly… thanks to me, of course!
<Suuurrre he is… Anywaaay, I was calling to see if you were available Saturday. It’s been a minute since we did something fun together and seeing how you’re all doom and gloom right now, maybe it’ll help cheer you up.
>Well, I think I’m already in a better mood just from talking to you.
<Really? I wonder what you think of winning one grand then? 

Robin’s eyes lit up. Now this sounded interesting.
>O-one grand??? That… sounds too good to be true…. Are you-
<Only if our team wins!
>”Our team”? What are you talking about?
<Yeah girl, let me finish first! Damn… now you wanna get all talkative just because money is involved, eh?

Black-Chan went on to explain how there was going to be a laser tag competition hosted by the mall on Saturday. It would be a game of elimination where the last team standing would win the grand prize of 1k dollars. Robin’s imagination went wild with the possibilities. 
Just imagine how many games I could buy to fill my library on my new Switch! Or I could buy those overpriced rare retro games I saw on eBay a while ago! Actually, I think I’ll spend it all on getting P2W slop for Genshin! Eh, why don’t I just do all 3???

<Hello? Robin? You there? I hope you realize that if we’re gonna team up, you’re gonna have to split that prize money.
Oh, that’s right… so I guess I’ll just stick with getting a new Switch and maybe one good game…
>Yeah, I knew that. So… is it just gonna be the two of us or…?
Black-Chan groaned.
<Oh no, don’t tell me you’re thinking about inviting that racist dork-
Robin happily cut off her black kitty furriend.
>That’s exactly who I was thinking of, Black-Chan. But we’ll need more than that…
<Like that Averi girl…?

The vixen paused for some time.
<…Hello? Are you on mute or something? Aww… are you trying to hide your sniffing-
>No? I’m waaay past that point now! But… sure… I’ll… invite her too, I guess… and Nekotsuki as well! Anyway, I gotta do chores; we’ll talk more about this tomorrow.

Robin thanked Black-Chan for calling and hung up. Her sadness was replaced with excitement and anticipation. Laser tag was easy peasy; she had always gotten the top score when she played as a kid and was 100% sure her l33t gamer skills would pave the way to victory and a sweet one-thousand-dollar deposit to her bank account. (She forgot they were splitting the money again). Maybe she’ll get a Switch Lite this time to save money for more games, it’s the same console Aver-

She groaned.

God, for some reason, I get really pissed off whenever her name pops up in my head… am I really getting jealous over that clumsy bitc- I mean… fox?

Robin went to the bathroom to wash her face. She grimaced as she saw black streaks from her eyeliner running down her cheeks. As she cleaned up, she began to formulate a game plan for Saturday.
>Hmm… would it really be worth having Nekotsuki on our team? Something tells me she would better serve as a shield if anything… GEEKKK!!!
Robin was surprised at the crudeness of her own joke; she hadn’t been that rude to someone since-

The vixen froze in the mirror before flashing a sly grin.
>What if… I accidentally forgot to invite Averi?

Robin smirked as she imagined Averi’s shocked Latinx face when she and Chud came back with a stack of $250 ($333 if Nekotsuki was also “accidentally” forgotten) dollar bills in their hands.
>Oh, she’ll be SOOO pissed! And the best part is that she’ll just blame “Chuddie” for not inviting her instead of me!!! GEEEKKK!!!

Was she going too far? Nah, she figured that it was about DAMN time that she started to fight back against that obsessed, chicken-eating, Latina- no… that LATINX fox!!!

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Blank.

Nada.

Nothing.

That was all that came to mind as Averi gazed at the blank canvas on her drawing tablet. She’d been sitting at her desk all Friday afternoon trying to think of something to draw, but to no avail.
She scratched her forehead with her paws.

>C’mon, Averi… think! THINK!!! fluff… It’s been a while since I’ve had a drawing block…

She got up from her chair and spun around her room on one leg. Usually, the dizziness that followed would somehow help her come up with an idea, like the time she drew microwaves with swords. However, even after she nearly knocked over her fiddle-leaf fig pot with her giant fluffy tail, Averi still couldn’t conjure up something for her stylus to bring to life.

>Mierda! What is wrong with me? I’m Averi Cactus Fiddleafox~! The greatest Tumblr artist there ever was~! (Even though she only had like 12… now 11 followers)

Averi did an overly dramatic pose like the one she’d seen done by her favorite villains in anime. The audience of chicken sandwich wrappers and questionable Japanese books reacted with silence on the floor of her room. She fell face first onto her beanbag chair in defeat. It was hopeless! She was really hoping to do something productive this winter break, but it looked like it was gonna be another wasted 2 weeks.

>I need inspiration… I need… Chuddie~!!!

Averi snatched her phone from the desk and sat back down on the beanbag. As she opened her contacts list, her eyes froze upon seeing Robin’s name.

That Saturday… that kiss… was it real? Am I really gonna lose Chuddie to that GAYMER WHORE???
She stood up and closed her eyes, anticipating her anger boiling over and sending her on a frantic rampage. But nothing happened. Confused, she slowly sat back down.
>Why? This is literally the BIGGEST red flag ever!!! I’m losing so fluffing badly and yet…
Averi’s digits hovered over the virtual keyboard in Chud’s contact, but she couldn’t bring herself to type anything. Why was she so apathetic about this? She knew for a fact that she would’ve smashed her phone to bits if this had happened a month earlier.
>Maybe I’m just in shock… or…

Averi grabbed her drawing tablet from the desk and swiped until she saw the “secret” folder on her screen. She opened it up and waited for the files to load. Her eyes darted back to her phone when she saw a text bubble pop up.

Chuddie… is texting me out of the blue??? Is he making the first move? Oh my-
<IDK if you’re busy or not, but Robin invited me to this laser tag thing by the mall tomorrow, and the winning team gets a LOT of money. Maybe your experience with jumping borders and evading ICE could be of use? Haha JK… unless?
The Latinx vixen rolled her eyes.
>This fluffing guy…
She couldn’t help but smile a bit… until she realized something.
Why did CHUDDIE of all people invite me, and not Robin? Was she trying to…? That fluffing…!
She texted back.
>Wowie, that sounds fun! :happy_fox_face: I can’t wait to use that money to get chicken sandwiches for life!!!11!!!

Averi wished she was as joyful as her text implied. Instead, she felt a fire rage inside of her as the Latinx vixen realized that she was in a state of war with the gamer fox.

Sure, kissing Chuddie on the cheek was one thing, but trying to separate ME from him shows that she’s really serious about this relationship! thingy!! They weren’t supposed to be progressing this fast… Does Robin actually have feelings for him…? 
Averi glanced at her tablet, now showing the contents of the “secret” folder in full glory, and smiled.

>Oh well, I guess I have no choice but to initiate “Operation Heartbreak”~…

>>120874
If you do wish to pinch it off I’d love to see a story in the future with your own setting in characters.

>>120874
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<Chud… mind explaining why SHE’S here???

Robin’s arms were crossed against her camo blue jacket as she waited to hear the moid’s response. The green sweater-wearing Latinx vixen bopped up and down happily next to Chud, seemingly oblivious to the gamer fox’s displeasure. The glass façade of the Whitehaven Mall's entrance shimmered as the sun set behind them. Right above the sliding glass doors was a crudely drawn banner advertising the “MOST XTREME LASER TAG EXPERIENCE ON THE PLANET!!!”. Chud was still in disbelief after finding out that the competition wasn’t being held in the laser tag arena; the ENTIRE MALL was the battleground! How the hell did the arena’s management even get approval for that? Chud figured that the mall was desperate for more customers and was willing to suspend operations for an entire day just for the boost in publicity. But would ((( they ))) really risk losing sales during the Christmas season? Maybe there was something else going on… Not like he cared that much anyway; he thought it was fucking cool that he was going to be able to live out his urban combat military LARP fantasies. But the sound of bickering vixens brought him out of his daydream and back to reality.

<What’s the matter, Robbie~? I thought you needed help-
<Suuurrree you did… and you know that we’re all gonna have less money to share-
<OMG WHO CARES?!?! We’re doing this to have fun! Do you remember “fun”? So much for being a “gaymer”~…

Robin grunted at Averi’s particular pronunciation. Her ears perked up and her paws formed into fists. Uh oh…
<Why did you say “gamer” like that… Averi?
The Latinx tried, and failed, to hold back a small gek.
<Oh, you know… don’t you? Maybe Chud knows… Geeekkk~!
The gamer’s face flashed red as she realized what Averi was insinuating.
<If anyone here is… into that stuff, it’s YOU!!! You projecting Mexican bitc-

Without thinking, Chud grabbed Averi’s shoulders and held her back just as she began to lunge towards Robin. To his surprise, the latinx didn’t fight back. The vixens eyed each other coldly, their tails pointing straight up. He positioned himself between the two and tried to think of something to say to de-escalate. How the fuck did I end up in this situation in the first place? He looked around to make sure no one was looking. Luckily, it was only the three of them standing out there. I’m pretty sure everyone else is already inside the mall… probably signing up and choosing their gear… while I’m stuck out here dealing with this shit…

 >C-Can you girls not make a scene for once?
That sounded a lot better in his head. Averi groaned.
<Hah! That’s funny coming from YOU of all people, Chuddie~… Oh, and don’t try to “both sides” this shit; we all heard what this pendeja said… Hmmmpt~!

Robin huffed, then slowly uncurled her paws as her ears drooped to the side of her head. Her angry gamer face switched to an innocent, cute, vulnerable fox face… Chud’s favorite.
<Okay… I’m sorry for calling you a… Mexican…
Averi couldn’t handle it; she burst out gekkering the moment Robin started apologizing. The gamer fox revealed her set of sharp teeth.

<W-What? Oh, were you pretending to be offended? Is all of this some kind of joke to you?!?!?
Averi brushed off her accusations with a wave of her paw.
<Pfffft~! C’mon Robbie~! I don’t care about that~!
Now it was the latinx’s turn to droop her tail and ears.
<It’s just that… you basically said that you’re only doing this for the money~! Aaand you’re willing to dump your friend (That’s me, BTW) over it~! What would Black-Chan and Nekotsuki think? Good thing they haven’t shown up yet-
<It’s one thousand dollars, Averi! Don’t tell me you wouldn’t care about that! No fucking way! I already know what you would spend that on… what a waste! At least I’m gonna get that bag while having fun instead of working at some boring fast-food job… Oh, and by the way, that act you’re pulling right now isn’t fooling ANYONE…

Chud facepalmed. He was getting really tired of this never-ending foid yapfest.
>Okay, can you girls stop fighting and just make up already?
The two vixens growled at Chud for daring to interrupt when Robin’s feline friends walked over from the parking lot.
<Hey R! Hey… Averi? And… you… Did I barge in at the wrong time?

The foxes put on their best fake smiles as they pretended that the last 5 minutes never happened. Robin and the kitties grouped up and chatted as they all walked inside the mall. Chud and Averi lagged behind the trio as they made their way down the eerily quiet atrium. It was unnerving to see a place that should’ve been bustling with Christmas shoppers, barren of life. Everyone must’ve already been down at the arena, which was on the opposite side of the building. Chud glanced over at the Latinx, seeing her fiddle with her paws as she walked, looking down at the floor. But he noticed that her tail and ears weren’t drooped anymore.

>So… what was that about?
She flashed a carefree smile.
<What was what about, Chuddie~?
>You-
<Oh~! Pffffft~! That was NOTHING~! Just a little girl fight, that’s all~! I wasn’t gonna actually attack her or anything, maybe just a little gekkering and pushing like how those feral foxes do on Animal Planet~!
Chud rolled his eyes. It was hard to tell if she was joking or serious most of the time.

After a few minutes of walking, the sound of chatter filled Chud’s ears as they turned the corner and saw a crowd of people gathering around the front of the laser tag arena. Sure enough, most of them already received their gear, and the younger participants were running around pretending to shoot each other. Robin’s ears fell.
<Shit, don’t tell me we’re too late…
A tall, orange-haired, glasses-wearing, grey rat with a worn-out brown jacket and a matching cap walked out of the storefront for the arena. Chud only took note of her due to the official employee ID lanyard hanging around her neck. He did a double-take when he saw the multi-colored pin on her cap. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but he was sure it was a sign of her being a member of the LGBTQZYP+67! Community. Meh, why should I care? She’s literally a RAT! The employee pulled out a megaphone.

<TEST, TEST, 1, 2, 3!!!
Everyone in the crowd cringed at the whine of feedback coming from the device. She smacked it twice before continuing.
<Okay everyone! This is the last call for anyone who hasn’t signed for the… Oh God, do I really have to say this out loud? “The most extreme laser tag event on the planet”. Yay. Woohoo. Anyone? Going once. Going twice. Okay, I guess that’s it-
<NOOO!!!
Robin jumped in front of the rodent and got on her knees as she begged her to let them sign up. The rat sighed at the pathetic display. Chud chuckled at Robin’s desperation. She really cares about winning this thing, huh?
<What are you--I mean, uh, sure… right this way!

As the rat led them inside the store, he got a look at her name on the ID. “Xandra”. What a weird name… though he felt that someone like HER would have that name. Xandra went to the front desk and gave Robin a sign-up sheet. But right as Robin was about to write down her name, Averi tapped the rat on the shoulder for an unexpected request.
<Hey~! Ms. Possum~!
<P-Possum? Holy shit, you’re the first person I’ve met to not call me a fucking rat…
<Oh really~? It’s pretty easy for me to tell the difference~… aaanyway, I was wondering if you could get another sheet for me?

Oh shit, was she going lone wolf? Or… lone fox? Why? Was she still upset at Robin? Or was this whole thing planned from the beginning? It would be an Averi thing to do… Robin smirked.
<Oh great! At least we’ll have more money to go around!
<Exactly Robbie~! You’re sooo smart~! Gek~!
The Latinx twirled around in joy. But Chud was experienced enough in foidspeak at this point to know that the vixens were being passive-aggressive with each other. Black-Chan and Nekotsuki looked at each other before stepping back, clearly wanting nothing to do with their beef. Averi stopped spinning as she poked her digit into Chud’s chest.
<Heeeyyy~… why don’t you join my team, Chuddie~? You’ll get at least $500… or $400 if we win~! Pretty sure that’s a LOT more than Robbie is willing to share, gek~!
If Chud WAS desperate for money, which he kinda was, he would’ve taken her up. But it was the SFF of all people making the offer…
>Sorry, but no. If anything, I’d be willing to give up my share of the prize to Robin so she can buy her replacement Nintendo slop console.

He cringed so hard at himself. Since when did I become such a beta male simp? Was this the price of being in love? Anything to make Robin happy… who wagged her tail upon hearing the news.
<Really, Chud? Wow… you know you don’t have to do that… well, only if you REALLY don’t want to, that is… I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything, gek!
The moid tried not to roll his eyes at her poor attempt to appear humble. Foxes and foids are all the same… Xandra was losing her patience.
<Okay, so the fox girl with the big tail is gonna be on her own team now? Great. Can you guys get your shit together before my boss yells at me?
That wasn’t very professional and work-appropriate for her to say. But she’s a libtard dyke rat, so I guess it can’t be helped. Heh, I bet she’s gonna major in gender studies or something stupid like that (Does he know?).

Xandra groaned as she took both sheets of paper and led the group to the back storage area. She flicked on the lights, revealing a trove of equipment laid out for them to choose. The vests only came in black and were covered in a variety of sensors and lights to indicate when someone was hit. The laser guns themselves had a confusing mix of styles: vibrant colored kiddie looking ray blasters next to frighteningly realistic dark colored gun replicas. Some of them had orange tips just like on airsoft guns; others clearly had theirs torn off years ago. Was this even legal? He didn’t really care though; his eyes caught an interesting-looking G-36-esque rifle which he picked up and inspected.

While he’d never held a real gun before, he knew from his hours of vidya experience that this gun was strange. The magazine was physically bigger than he’d expected, the muzzle had a thick suppressor or some kind of compensator (He really didn’t know shit about guns), and the carry handle had a red display screen in the front right below the iron sights. He figured that these were necessary modifications since it was a toy laser gun at the end of the day.
Robin chose a generic-looking black pistol with an orange tip while Averi picked up a shitty green alien gun thingy. She had such bad taste in weapons… Black-Chan grabbed a gun that looked like an Uzi SMG (Fitting for a nigga gangster like her), and Nekotsuki equipped something that looked like a water gun. Chud scoffed at everyone’s lack of tacticool weapon sense. Was Robin, the GAMER fox, the only foid in the world who knew a thing or two about guns???

As they walked out of the store and back into the crowded corridor with everyone else, Averi split from the group. She mumbled something about needing to plan without them “spying” on her or something. As she disappeared into the crowd, Robin cursed under her breath.
>What? Aren’t you glad she isn’t on our team anymore?
She gave a look to Chud.
<We both know her… she’s probably planning something sinister to get us eliminated the moment the game starts. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so mean-
>Hey, it wasn’t your fault. If anything, I should be the one apologizing since I invited her in the first place without asking you.

She shook her head. Suddenly, Chud felt a soft, furry sensation in his palm. He looked down to see her paws wrapped around his hand. His heart skipped a beat as he registered what was happening.
<Mmm… no, you don’t have to apologize for anything; at least we can do something together for once without her bothering us… Were you serious about giving me your share of the money?
>A… Y-yes, I was… I’ll do anything for you, Robin.
She gekered.
<Awww… how sweet of you… Maybe you are worth “fixing” after all… I think it’s working so far, no?
She let go. Chud tried to remain stoic, but he was screaming inside. HOLY SHIT!!! DID THAT REALLY JUST FUCKING HAPPEN??? SEE??? MAYBE BEING A “SIMP” ISN’T SUCH A BAD THING AFTER ALL!!! FUCK YEEESSS!!! I’M FINALLY WINNING FOR ONCE!!!
>Y-yeah, maybe it is…

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The crowd of a hundred or so participants murmured anxiously as they waited for the general manager of the laser tag arena to fix his megaphone. He was flanked on both sides by his fellow employees, including Xandra. Chud saw she was now wearing a purple vest. What a dumb outfit choice…
Finally, the manager spoke.
<HELLO WHITEHAVEN!!! WHO’S READY TO WIN THE GRAND PRIZE OF 10 BENJAMINS IN THE MOST EXTREME LASTER TAG EXPERIENCE ON THE PLANET?!?!

Chud instinctively covered his ears as the crowd raised up their guns and filled the corridor with a thunderous cacophony of roars and cheers. He saw Robin curl up her ears for a second before she adjusted. Damn, I wish I had that ability…
<FUCK YEAH!!! THAT’S THE KIND OF ENERGY I WANTED TO SEE TONIGHT! Now for those of you who came in late or didn’t bother to read the fine print-
Chud felt like this speech was directed specifically towards HIM.
<-I’ll do a quick recap of how this is gonna play out: We’re gonna give everyone 10 minutes to wander around to find your starting location. Everywhere in the mall except for the stores themselves is fair game. I don’t want to hear any reports of break-in attempts.
Only ‘coons and nigs would try such a thing. I don’t think I’ve seen a single one in this crowd so far. Maybe they’re too busy shooting each other IRL.
<The game itself is going to be one hour. Every ten minutes, the combat zone will shrink until it’s just the central area with the water fountain, just like those battle royal games you kiddos love to play these days. My employees here in purple will give you visual cues as to where the zone is. Oh, and they have all discretion on who’s out of bounds or not, no arguing about that!
Oh, great… I bet the libtard rat is gonna be really strict when it comes to us just because we pissed her off earlier…
<Oh, and one last thing… this will be a “LIGHTS OFF” event.

Just on cue, all the lights in the mall, except for the area where they were standing, shut off. Chud didn’t even realize it was nighttime already. The crowd murmured and whispered in excitement over how cool it would be to fight in the dark. Chud looked down the corridor that led to the rest of the mall. He could barely see anything except for the faint glow of emergency lights from the ceiling and the reflections of the storefront windows. This was definitely not a legal or smart thing to do in any way (Just imagine the lawsuits from people getting trampled), but why would he complain? The only thing he really cared for right now was a pair of NV goggles! Good thing I have a fox on my team…

<Any questions? No? Alright, the 10-minute timer starts… NOW!!! GO, GO, GO!!!
And with that, they were off to the races.

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>Robin… I…can’t…keep…up…!

The humoid hyperventilated as the desperate gamer vixen dragged him in the dark to God knows where. There was no way that Black-Chan and Nekotsuki were keeping pace with them at this point. All he could hear was the echo of dozens of boots squeaking across the floor along with some screaming and laughter. How the fuck was it possible for this foid to see where we were going? And why was I so out of shape? Fuck… this is so embarrassing! What foid would ever want to be with a physically unfit loser like me? After minutes of being jerked around in the dark, they finally came to a stop. Chud fell to the floor as he struggled to regain his breath.  Robin squatted down and gekkerd at him.

<Sorry about that… I just wanted to make sure we got a good place to start where we wouldn’t be spawnkilled… And I also wanted to make sure that she didn’t follow us…
Chud struggled to look up.
>W…well…I…think…you…also…lost…the…others…too…
The vixen gekkerd again at the sight of the struggling moid.
<You really need to start exercising. Maybe we could start doing more physical activities like this instead of gaming, hm?

Chud liked the sound of that, mainly because his brain went somewhere else when she mentioned “physical activities”. She pulled out a water bottle from underneath her vest and handed it to him.
<Here, I think you’ll need this more than me.
He grabbed the bottle and chugged it down without hesitation.
<Hey!
He gasped as the bottle was ripped out of his mouth.
<Girls need to drink too… geeze…
Wait… does that mean that Robin is gonna drink from the same bottle as me? I-Indirect kiss moment??? And what if I drink from it after??? AIIIEEE I’M GONNA GET COOTIES!!! THAT’S NOT A BAD THING DOE!!!

As his mind went back to normal, he stood up and tried to get a bearing on their surroundings. They were sitting on a fake dirt pathway surrounded on both sides by shrubs and small trees. He realized that they were inside the enclosed glass dome that housed the mall’s indoor park. The darkness mixed with the wooded environment provided the perfect form of concealment. Too bad they would have to move towards the center as the game progressed. The PA system cracked as it came to life.

Okay gamers! You have one more minute!
Robin turned on her weapon and vest. Chud followed. He was surprised to see the red screen on his rifle display the number “31”. Fuck… don’t tell me I nerfed myself by choosing a gun with “immersive” features. He remembered how he made fun of Averi for choosing the alien ray gun. He’d bet that people like her had a huge advantage now. Robin noticed Chud’s frown.

<What’s the matter?
>It’s nothing… Is your gun good?
<Yeah!
Robin twirled the pistol around in her hands and tossed it into the air. She caught it and proceeded to snap the slide back as if she was the cool™️ dude in a cheesy action movie. Why couldn’t my gun have that instead of “realistic” ammo capacity…
<You ready to win?
>Y-yes…?

A screeching whistle blew through the PA system’s speakers. It was go time. But before they even had a chance to start moving, the sound of rustling came from the bush directly in front of them. Wait… I can hear more rustling behind us… and now there’s footsteps coming from down the path???

So much for “perfect” concealment…

>>125064
Actual high stakes with Averi going on her own.

>>125064
The gem that saved the 'boo

>>125076
>>125082
Thank you!
Is their anything about the new chapters that stands out to you compared to the older ones? Is the quality and readability better?

>>125085
The writing got more mature, less imageboard greentextish the best way I can describe it.
The flow of the story improved, natural interactions with actions that move the plot forward while also giving time for downtime and exploring the characters.
I can't really point at anything specific, not very good with analyzing writing or media in general, but my impression of the story got better. So if possible just do what you're doing

>>125064
Imagine if Nekotsuki accidentally made her own team and ended up winning the event

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>>125536
I think she's too big of a target to last long by herself doe...

Also, it's been 1 year since I first posted this story, and I just wanna say big THANKS to everyone for supporting this project! I never imagined this shitpost would be the thing it is today, and I'm grateful that this site's existence made this story possible! Hopefully, I'll finish the last few chapters for this fic by the end of August (No promises, though) so I can finally focus on doing other stuff without feeling guilty. I think I'll return to do MPCL 2 (Which will cover the second half of Chud's pathetic senior year and answer whether or not he gets a vixen gf 4 life) either early next year or later THIS year, depending on my mood and how things go.

>>125568
we love you too ficanon!