Kell and Chris (A Strange Day)
I don't know if I will make this a series or not, only I think it's kind of funny. But, I want to see what you guys think first before I go making more chapter to this. All characters will not be stolen and used in other work without My permission. Also, I'm still looking for a publisher if you are interested. -Far
Kell, a 6'' 1' black wolf, woke up to the smell of pancakes. He loved pancakes enough to actually wake himself up and slowly fall out of the bed. The best part of this time of the day, is that it seems like everyone feels just the way you feel, tired. But, this feeling only lasts so long until some people decide to wake up quickly when others don't. Because of this, he knew this was the only time his hyperactive roommate Chris, a 5''10' fox would act normal enough to have a decent conversation with. So, he walked in right as Chris put the pancakes on the table. Kell was reaching across the table, stretching out full length, to attempt getting his syrup after he sat down. This was a bad idea. He lost his balance and fell on his side in the wooden chair. While his kidney began to ache, Chris lost every little bit of coolness he had and started laughing as hard as he could.
"Dude, just shut up and help me," Kell said with a sharp tone that he only seemed to use on Chris.
"Wow! You just," he stopped as I stared at him with fire in my eyes. "Fine, fine. But you should've seen your face!" He bent over and helped me up and reset the chair in its upright place. "So," he said trying to calm ME of all people down, "how did you sleep?"
"Actually, not to bad. I had the best dream. I met this guy in class, only, I didn't know him, and he was perfect. He came up to me slowly, with this understanding sparkle in his eyes, like he knew I liked him, and began to-
"Dude," he interrupted as I was in a dreamy state, "No offence, but I really don't care to hear about your gay dreams and fantasies."
"Well, maybe I don't care too much for your talking about all the 'hot drunk chicks' you pick up!" It was true, and we always got into this argument. I would say one little thing, and he would shove it back in my face without even listening. Note to self, never talk to Chris again.
"It's not my fault that I enjoy pussy!" he shouted.
"Really? Is that ALL you can say? Wow..."
"Screw you man. I mean, I make you these pancakes and you give me hell over nothing-
"No!" I yelled, then I got a lot quieter, "You started this, and... thanks for the pancakes I guess, you would do something nice for me."
"Well, whatever, I am about to leave, got to go see if my friends want to hang out."
"Sure," I sighed, "I guess I'll figure out what to do with myself today." Chris already was done with his breakfast and grabbed his coat to walk out the door. I was happy when the door slammed as he left. It gave me the chance to openly do anything I wanted to in the room. Maybe I could have some friends over? Chris couldn't stand my friends, most likely from their being gay, and I loved bringing them over just to piss him off. So, I called Anthony over. Anthony was a smaller husky. He was mainly white, but had a black patch on his face. He thought it made him look sexy. Now why he would think that made him look sexier, I have no clue. But, he bragged about it often. I also decided to bring Sam, a funny, tall fox. He always lightened the mood. Well, unless his day was bad. He usually went into long depression stages. But, when he recovered, he would be fun to be with again. I called them both over, but, they were both busy until later in the afternoon. I decided I would just work on studying for once until they came over, but, it was going to suck because Chris was going to be back by then. He would be such a buzz kill, just trashing us all the time. Because of this, I have asked Chris if he was a homophobe, but, he said he really wasn't, but he 'Wasn't into the idea at all'. Whatever, I could tell he really was.
Around 4:30, Chris walked in and hung up his coat. He let out a long yawn and jumped onto the couch, proceeded to grab the remote and flip the channels, until he got to Fur MTV 2. But, right behind him, came in Sam and Anthony.
"Uh...hey...," Chris said surprised.
"Hey! Is Kell here? Well, I know he is, but whatever. I thought it would just be polite to ask," said Sam smiling and Anthony shyly wavering behind him.
"Sure...and, Kell is in his room. You know the way," he said looking back at the t.v. Sam quickly walked by Chris to the back and opened up Kell's door. Only, Anthony slowly walked by Chris and looked at him and sighed. Kell told him that Chris was a homophobe, but, he didn't want to believe him. Antony wanted Chris bad until he was told the news. But, he was going to still try despite how pointless it is.
"Hey Chris," Anthony said quietly, and a little shakily.
" ...What?" he asked after a second. Anthony didn't think this far into his plan.
"Ugh... oh! What are you watching?"
"Nothing really, there is nothing on. Why? I thought you were going to hang out with your ga-...friends..." he said restraining himself from saying it.
"Well, I have been here a lot and we never have talked. Maybe we can be friends."
"Sure...whatever."
"Mind if I sit with you?" Anthony asked while walking in front of the tv towards the couch.
"I guess so," Chris said getting as close to the opposite end of the couch as possible.
"Are you avoiding me or something? Or do you think I need that much room?" asked Anthony. Chris got a bit closer to Anthony, but not by much. "I mean, I don't bite or anything." Chris got again, just a tiny bit closer. "Just get over here man," Anthony said, making Chris sit next to him but not touching him. Anthony looked at Chris and thought about how sexy he thought he looked, and he was beginning to get really, really tempted while sitting this close to him for the first time. "Chris," he said almost without anything logical going trough his head, "just be quiet ok?"
"What do you mean, I am already," he stopped because Anthony put his finger over Chris's mouth.
****Shortly before****
"I suppose we should go get Anthony. Chris is most likely kicking his ass in there. Wait, why is he in there anyway? He knows Chris hates us," Sam said to Kell.
"I don't know, I almost forgot about him when we started catching up with each other," Kell said.
"Wait! Instead of barging in there, let's spy on them. I want to see if Chris's heart isn't as black as coal towards us. Maybe they are getting along."
"I guess we can, there is a nice little peep hole in that lock on my door."
"Cool! Let's do dis!" Sam said as he walked up to the hole in the door. Only seconds after, he took his eyes off the hole wide eyed. "You have to se this..." he said it really quietly getting up from the hole to let me look. As I looked out, I thought I had just gotten higher than the sky. Almost like the world had finally gone crazy, or it was going to be opposite day everyday. Because what I saw in that hole, was a certain homophobe locking lips with Anthony on the couch.
*******I did not edit this, so sorry for spelling, also, I wrote this really late at night, so it was slightly rushed.