Unbroken Bonds: Chapter 3
Sorry it's short, needed a decent cliffhanger so moved about a quarter of the chapter.
Being the idiot that you are, you failed to notice the glances that you were getting, as the unfortunate Otter excused himself from the lesson. You had been pushing things by entering the school a year later than most, but they still had some room for you, even then. After that lesson however, you were doomed to be rejected by the entire school.
For the next two lessons the day went by much as any other, the chemistry teacher demonstrating an interesting property of pure ethanol by pouring some onto the table and then igniting it, the tables were unharmed. He showed this to every class of course, his corvid brain delighting in the looks of amazement the faces of the young, naive students.
Finally you had to go to games, and with games, the inevitable changing rooms. You may now have developed an attitude of nonchalance, but back then, that wasn't true. You were terrified. You entered the room slowly, casting about for any hostile glances, to your dismay they were not in short supply. You were soon drowning in this newly formed sea of anger. You may have missed the looks earlier, but there was no chance you could miss them now. You quickly changed into your shorts and T-shirt, trying to avoid the eyes of those around you. Once you were in your kit you made a break for the only exit, hoping desperately for a release from this musky, sweaty unfriendly hell.
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"And you criticise me for exaggeration" complained Urban, his bitchy whine bringing everyone back to reality. "I am honestly offended by your hypocrisy" This was obviously not true, the sly smile on his face a clear signal of his true feelings.
"Where was Nikko during all of this?" asked Julian "I hope you haven't forgotten about him." This remark won a short snigger from Kelly, who responded by saying
"Forget Nikko? How could we? No-one would ever forget Nikko. He had simply not yet entered our lives." This explanation appeased the fennec, who noticed both that all the guests were now present and that Kelly and Urban had together managed finish their first bottle of champagne. Julian called the room to attention "The meal is ready, if you would all move to the dining room, I'll be with you shortly." To the side he asked Urban, Kelly and Nikko "more of the same?" to which their response was a unanimous yes.
The dinner was amazing and was promptly devoured by Urban, Nikko and Kelly, who kept returning their plates to the centre of the table to have yet another mountain of food piled upon them, this gained them a number of distasteful looks despite the fact that the fox had stated several times that everyone must help themselves to as much food as they needed.
Eventually dessert was served, an unbelievably good selection of tarts, cheesecakes and ices that renewed the hunger of all the diners. Especially Nikko, who had a taste for lemon cheesecake, something he had acquired shortly after joining the school and meeting Urban and Kelly. Julian looked up from his desert to ask Kelly, just out of interest, how the story of Urban ended. Kelly took a moment to collect her thoughts before saying
"Like this"
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I was in the gym as usual, dancing to Rock DJ, cheesy I know; when I heard a clatter of noisy feet rushing down the adjacent corridor. Of course my immediate thought was that Mr. Low was taking the under years for a run. Fortunately enough for Urban, as the feet rushed past I noticed some things that were out of place. Firstly there were only three pairs of feet audible, a number that was undeniably significantly lower than even the smallest run hosted by Mr. Low. Secondly it was unlikely that even Mr. Low would start a run inside when the sun was hot enough to make the heating of swimming pools redundant. Finally I detected something that would be barely present amongst a gaggle of noisy under years, the undeniable stench of fear.
I bolted out of the room, admittedly at that point just to see the show, unaware of the display I was about to receive, and as you well damn well should have guessed I saw an unusual panorama. A lion and a brown bear had cornered a small cheetah between a wall and a fence guarding a sheer drop into the main sports hall, it was clear that there was no way out for the cheetah but forwards. The Bear then proceeded to shout something not entirely unexpected.
"You dirty little faggot. You think we didn't see what you did with Tony back there?"
"Yeah" joined the Lion "That was disgusting! He'll never be able to live it down." It had become quite clear at this point that the two believed that the cheetah had attempted something sexual with this 'Tony', the only Tony I knew in their year was a shy little otter who I had decided was probably gay anyway. I was considering intervening but since neither the lion nor the bear had noticed me I decided to wait and see how things played out.
"I swear all I did was tell him that he might want to deal with his erection." appealed the cheetah "How was I to know he had sensitive ears?" At this I smiled, having figured out how the situation got to its current peak. "That does not make me gay!" The cheetah was obviously a bit slow, he had not yet figured out that the large males cared no more about the whether or not he was gay than they cared about whether the universe is a sheet, a sphere or a torus. They wanted a fight.
"Get him." Ordered the bear.
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Well that's it, I'm putting this series on hiatus due to some other projects including this:
"Read your request and thought I would suggest something for your consideration. The scene is set in a grassy little clearing in a wooded area, not too far from an average neighborhood. Sunny and pleasant early afternoon. In the clearing there is a young Skunk fem who has taken off her clothes to sunbathe in what she thinks is a private area that only she knows of. She starts to explore herself a little and have a bit of fun. She is well into puberty so certain urges have made themselves known to her.Now we throw in a young male Fox, out messing around in the woods, as young males will, just walking around to see what he can find, innocent enough. He chances upon the clearing and sees her. He is a couple years older. Without telling you more and effectively writing the story myself, I will only add that I would prefer an encounter that is pleasant for all. Hope this meets your requirements and will watch for what you choose to write on.
Dasher Cheetah"
(probably be my only M/F ever, but still the practice is good.) Also I have been requested to work on a project by _geneseepaws w_hich may take some time. Still hope to have the next chapter up within a fortnight though.
P.S. I leave you with this promise.
"Lucifer will rise again, the time is soon."
Work that out! :)
High_Ace