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Hello y'all!

Here's what everyone, myself included, has been waiting for, and I hope you guys like it. Yes, it's a bit short, but this is a hectic chapter, and I also admit that I had some difficulty starting out on it, and I was sick when writing (the flu sucks!)but I did like what I managed to write for you, so I do hope that it'll be a satisfying continuation to the story of Rory.

Comments are welcome as always, they're the best and most accurate measurement of the quality of my work, and I thank you for them all. Perhaps I am too critical of myself to begin with.

Expect a longer chapter next time, but now, please, enjoy yourself y'all!

Cheers,

Gruffy, kicking off 2012 and woot for SF 2.0!

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WE'RE NO STRANGERS TO LOVE

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The hunky lynx and the wolf girl slowly made their way through the bar and over to the bar counter, the wolf carefully matching Haakon's steps. The lynx had his arm around her narrow wait and she wagged her tail, and as I watched, she stood up on her tiptoes to whisper something into his ear.

YOU KNOW THE RULES AND SO DO I

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Haakon laughed. It was a piercing sound that managed to reach my own half-flat ears even through the din of the 1980's nightmares that blared from the loudspeakers around the karaoke stage. Haakon's own thick tail waved leisurely behind the tan-cloth-covered ass that definitely filled out his pants and made for an eye catcher, even at this moment of strange...stillness that filled me.

A FULL COMMITMENT'S WHAT I'M THINKING OF

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My eyes flicked over to the empty seat in front of me on the other side of the table, searching for any stray signs of a grey-furred ear or tails that might belong to the frat wolf of a coworker of mine who had just dived out of sight, obviously not wanting to be seen by the lynx.

Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck.

What the hell was going on? This was supposed to be good, simple, and pain free, not complicated at all.

Just a night out between friends.

Oh shit.

YOU WOULDN'T GET THIS FROM ANY OTHER GUY

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I leaned over the table a little, my tail stiff between my legs as I put but my weight on my paws.

"Mason?" I whispered, breathlessly. "Hey..."

I was not going to let this descend into weirdness. Whatever Mason was going after with this behavior, I was not going to tolerate any more bizarreness in my small little comfortable life that was as of late all to prone for making soap-operatic turns all too suddenly.

"Mason?"

I JUST WANNA TELL YOU HOW I'M FEELING

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"Ma -"

"RORY, YO!"

Ohhhhhh fffffffff.....

My words directed at Mason were caught in my throat when my head snapped to the direction of the voice that filled my ears, all too clear despite the noisy atmosphere of the karaoke bar. Haakon was no longer stationary by the bar counter but he was on the move, walking towards me with that leisurely "look-at-me-I'm-sexy" guy walk that was only accentuated by the presence of the girl clinging to his side.

My eyes must've widened a little when the masculine cat scent of the hockey lynx filled my nose, with a hint of the girl's own perfumed scent presence that was heavily overshadowed by the musky male. Under any other circumstances, the whiff would have been well-appreciated, but now it spelled doom and social destruction.

"Hi, Rory!" the lynx rumbled, flicking his pierced ear in greeting at me.

I just stared.

"Uhmm...hi," the wolf girl spoke with an unmistakably canine voice.

NEVER GONNA LET YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU DOOOOOOOOOOWN

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"It's a small world!" Haakon shouted.

Too small!!!!

My jaws refused to smile, no matter how much I tried.

"Yeah!" I yelped.

"Your friend, Hank?" the wolf girl's teeth flashed in a pearly white show of her dental care standards.

Haakon purred so loudly that his whiskers shook.

"It's Rory, Mason's buddy from work," Haakon grinned, "Rory, meet Jessica, Jessica, Rory."

She did not make a move to shake my paw, and I did not feel inclined to try that either. I just kinda...stared.

NEVER GONNA MAKE YOU CRY

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"Nice to meet you," I wasn't so sure whether she sounded that enthusiastic either, probably preferring Haakon's company to mine.

"Evening," I rumbled between my clenched teeth. "How do you do?"

Haakon just kept on smiling like he'd just swallowed a whole juicy herring, and his ears kept on flicking along to the off-key singing. His arm remained around the girl's waist.

"Pretty nice place yeah?" Haakon grinned, looking down at me from his high ground vantage point.

My heart hammered in my throat. The cider in my belly felt all too warm all sudden as well, keeping my belly in a churning state of indecision.

"Yeah...uh...yeah," I tried to smile again, and rapped the tabletop flippantly, trying to make light of the horrible situation.

There was still no sign of Mason, either, and I was on the spot.

NEVER GONNA TELL A LIE AND HURT YOU

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"You wanna sing?" the wolf girl smiled, wagging her tail as she watched the hunky lynx who was a head taller than she was.

Haakon radiated.

"If they've got some Bruno Mars, sure," the lynx licked his lower lip in agreement.

My tail tried to strangle itself. The chair felt wobbly.

"You got a friend with you...uh...Rory?" the wolf girl was looking down to me again, his eyes looking at me, and past me, and...

Oh shit...

From the corner of my eye, I saw the tall glass, filled two thirds with the Tail Twister, Mason's drink of choice, the glass now standing alone and untouched on the other side of the table. There was no mistaking it to be my drink, not when it was that far away from me.

Maybe she just wanted an excuse to excuse me and my "friend" so that she could go back to having real fun with Haakon and leave me behind, or maybe she really was genuine curious about why I was sitting here all alone while obviously I had someone here with me...or maybe...

Oh shit...

My ears flicked at the sound of something scraping against the floor. The eyes of the two furs standing by me widened.

"MASON!"

"DUDE!"

There was a flash of grey and blue in the very edge of my field of vision, and then that whole mass of grey and blue collided with the tan, towering hunk. The girl screamed.

WE KNOW THE GAME AND WE'RE GONNA PLAAAAYYYY IIIIIIT

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I jumped up from my chair just as the two frat boys became a single pile on the floor. Mason's momentum was more than enough to throw them both down, Haakon landing hard, with the wolf, flat-eared and with a flailing tail smashing down on him at the very same instant.

AAAND IF YOU ASK ME HOW I'M FEELING

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"Mason!" my furs bristled, my mane and even my tail roughing itself up into defense mode, while my eyes tracked the sharp, aggressive angle of Mason's arm, pulled back.

DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE TOO BLIND TO SEE

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"Mason what the fuck???!?!?!?" the wolf girl yelled.

Mason's paw caught Haakon's muzzle with a resounding, audible THUMP. The lynx's tail flailed and I saw his paws clench, the same paws that were clutching on Mason's back. His claws had tore on the wolf's shirt. The lynx let out a muffled snarl and his head twisted to the side from the force of the impact of the fist. Mason's knee slammed him in the stomach the next, causing Haakon to make a noise that vaguely sounded like "uuuhuuuuuuuhhmhp!"

The wolf didn't say a thing before he was already scurrying up and rushing for the exit.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"HEY!"

"WHAT THE HELL!"

"OH MY GOD!"

"SOMEONE CALL NINE ONE ONE!"

"WOOOOOT BAR FIGHT!"

"LOLWHAT THE FUCK!"

NEVER GONNA GIVE NEVER GONNA GIVE

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"Oh my God Haakon!" the wolf girl screamed.

We were now the center of attention, me, Jessica, and Haakon, lying sprawled on the floor, his tail smacking it wildly while he coughed and spluttered, one paw clutching his belly. At least I couldn't see any blood on his muzzle.

"SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!"

NEVER GONNA GIVE NEVER GONNA GIVE

The coyote bouncer approached us, his paws clutched into fists, ready for action. He was glaring at me.

"You mind telling what's going on here, man?" the coyote bared his teeth.

The girl went down on her knees and held onto Haakon's arm with her paws.

"Hank, I'll call the ambulance..."

"So?" the coyote grunted, my eyes snapping to attention and fixed at him. "Mind telling a bit about what happened?"

Ohhhhhhh fuck.

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Here you go!

What do you think, guys? Still going strong? I hope you enjoyed the read, I'll see you all with a longer installment next time...I can't wait!

Cheerio!