Moving In
#1 of False Walls
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On a warm summer afternoon in Tennessee, A moving van was seen pulling into the driveway of a house way out in the rural country side. A Ford Fusion could be seen pulling up behind it. Out of the moving truck, a large burly grizzly, and an equally large Clydesdale horse hopped out and opened up the back of the truck. Out of the Ford Fusion, a male timber wolf in his early thirties with silver fur stepped out of the driver's side door. He was followed by a chocolate brown cotton tailed bunny with cream white fur that started from her collar bone and continued inward in her late twenties. She walked up to his side and placed a kiss on him and placed her paws on. his shoulders. The wolf grinned and kissed her back, wrapping his hands around her waist. His attention then went to the movers, who were standing by the truck and waiting for his orders. "Alright, if you guy's can help me set up everything in the house and leave all the other stuff in front of the garage, I will pay you extra with a case of beers?" The wolf offered.
That sounded like a fair deal to them and they nodded to each other before turning to face the wolf. "Sure, just tell us where you want it all. The grizzly bear said with a deep, hoarse voice. "Diane, I'm going to help set up. Could you get the kids out of the car?" The wolf sighed, looking at the tinted black windows in the back seat. "Sure Tony, I'll try to get them to come out." Diane said. One of her large brown ears folded downward, giving her a slightly goofy look. As Tony grabbed a large box and led the movers into their new home, the bunny walked over to the car, opening up the drivers door and poked her head in to see a timber wolf with silver fur, much like his fathers. He however, had black rosettes all along his fur, like a leopards. He also had snow leopards ears and tail, just with his fathers silky, but shaggy fur. He was blaring music from a tiny mp3 in a pair of neon blue earphones. Next to him,was a bunny girl who looked like a smaller version of her mother, but with a larger bust. Her left ear had small hoop ear rings in it and she had an angry expression on her face as she held her Samsung Galaxy s4 into the air. The older cotton tail switched her gaze from one teen to the other.
Soon, the young bunny looked up to see her mother and let off an exasperated sigh. "Ugh! Mom, why couldn't we move to somewhere with freaking WiFi! I can't get a connection to the internet and get to YouTube or Facebook!" she complained before tossing her phone in her lap with a defeated sigh. "Well Felecia, you don't see Mark complaining about music. He brought his mp3 player." Diane noted as the teenage weopard still had his eyes closed and the ear buds in his ears. "Well he's stuck in the stone ages or something. Nobody has those old little things anymore! That's why phones were invented." Felecia said.
"Yet I'm not the one complaining about my music." Mark spoke up in a soft tone, still keeping his eyes closed. Diane turned to look at him, a bit surprised that he had heard them. "Whatever geek. Just mind your own business." Felecia told him. "What do you want, Diane?" Mark asked as he opened his eyelids to reveal sharp, crystal blue eyes staring at the older bunny woman with obvious boredom. "Mark, your father and I have been married for eight months now, you can call me mom if you want to!" Diane said in a perky voice. Mark's bored, expression and eyes turned into a very cold and angry one, very quickly. "My mother was a snow leopardess at the height 6'2" and had blue eyes. You are a bunny, you are brown and white. You're eyes are brown, and you're brown and white. You are definitely not 6'2" and you are not my mother. So I will ask again. What do you want, Diane?" Mark asked, putting harsh emphasis on her name.
Diane stood there, speechless. She had known him to have a bit of a cold demeanor towards her for some reason. But this..This was something new. Had she crossed some sort of line? She had known from one of Tony's old stories, Mark used to be very protective of his mother, even as a young baby. He got into a fight over a harmless "Yo mama" joke. Trying to defuse the hostile feelings, she returned to her normal plan of getting him and his step sister out of the car. "Um, I was wondering if you wanted to come outside and look around and see where we're all gonna be living, It's beautiful and really peaceful out here, I thought it might just be the kind of place you would enjoy?" she suggested. Mark thought for a moment before opening his door and looking around. He saw the dirt road they just traveled along, a house a couple yards off, the large grassy field surrounding them, and the occasional oak tree. A few robin's chirped at their arrival. Just as she said, the country side was a peaceful, scenic, and very mellow place. He gave a small smile and decided to give this place a shot.
"I'm gonna pick up my own boxes to make sure they don't break any of my stuff. I have some brand new manga and I don't want any of the pages ripped before I read them." Mark said as he shifted his crystal blue eyes onto the moving truck before walking towards it. Diane gave a sigh of relief as she was finally out of his uncomfortable glare. "One down.." The cotton tail muttered to himself as she looked back into the car, watching her daughter fumble around with her phone. "Felecia, I promise, me and Tony will buy a WiFi setup as soon as we've all settled into the place, but for now, just come on out and try to enjoy yourself! You see Mark likes it here." She motioned a paw to the wolf leopard who was carrying two large boxes under his arms and looking around with an unusual calmness about him. Not the usual stoic, unemotional feel one could get from him. This was just..Calm.
Felecia watched him and gave a slightly surprised raise of her eyebrows as she saw him carry the heavy boxes as if they were empty. "He's a bit stronger that I would've thought for an anime nerd his size.." she thought. The young lapine female gave another defeated sigh and opened the door to her side of the vehicle. Diane frowned as she looked over her daughter and her style of choice. Felecia had chose to wear an ink black skirt that barely went past her thighs. Just one fair gust of wind would give the world a view of her panties; which her mother was almost certain were as revealing as her skirt, if she had chose to wear any at all. She had on a long sleeved fish net shirt of a flamingo pink color. If she didn't have the black tank top on beneath it, she would be showing her impressive bare breasts to anyone who would be lucky enough to look her way. She had on black ankle socks and pink and black Converse high tops.
"Really 'Lecia? You couldn't have put on something more.... Modest?" Her mother asked with a raised eyebrow. "Mo, it's just a skirt! Besides, our closest neighbors are like, a football field away from here. They'd have to have a telescope or something to see anything." Felecia retorted. Diane sighed and shook her head. "Just head inside, see if your father needs your help with anything. Or even better, pick your room, because it's first ome first serve. Whichever room you unload your stuff into first, that's it. That is unless you feel like repacking and setting up elsewhere by yourself. Cause I'm not helping," Diane laughed as she went inside the house to check the progress. Seeing that she would have no internet service until their WiFi would be set up, Felecia shrugged and huffed, walking towards the house.
The inside of the house looked rather dignified. Like a miniature palace, Instead of the rustic, backwoods feel she thought they would get from a house so far out in the country. The front entrance led to the living room, which was very spacious. The floors were made of lacquered Mahogany. They were very clean and shiny. All of the walls were a white drywall. In the front of the living room was a mantle made of onyx over an old fashioned brick fireplace with a poker beside it. If you looked straight from the doorway, you would see the dining room with almost bleach white carpeting. There was enough space for a large table, among other items. There was a white wall which separated the living room from the dining room. In the middle of that wall was an arch made of the same Mahogany as the floors, wide enough for two people to go through at a time. As Felecia went though to the living room, she saw a set of steps leading upstairs. The same white carpeting from the dining room continued up the flight with a brass railing on both sides, symmetrically placed parallel to each other.
She climbed the steps and saw that her step-father had the movers carrying his and her mother's boxes into the master bedroom first before anything else down the hall. Most of the doors on the upstairs were open, except for the one on the right of the hall between the master bedroom and the staircase. The young cotton tail was tempted to enter the room, but decided against it. She thought she should try to look for a room to sleep in first before exploring what might just be an old storage room. Right beside the closed door, closest to the staircase, she saw a room. Inside was a large empty space with white walls. It was wider than it was long and had a boxy shape. One the left side, she saw a large rectangular window,so large that she could stand in front of it and still have enough space around her. She had a fantastic view of the road they had driven on and the city a few miles further down. Immediately, the Lapine female bolted downstairs and grabbed her boxes, setting them down by the door. When Tony and the movers had just finished with his bed, Felecia ran up to him. "Daddy, can you bring my bed into my room next?" The cotton tailed teen pointed to the elegant room with the window.
"Sure Felecia, just give us a minute." Tony smiled down at his young step-daughter, who had taken fond of calling him 'daddy'. If only Mark could take the same shining to Diane..
Back outside, Mark had stacked up his Manga numerically, by series. His anime was in alphabetical order, just like his other books and movies in his room. Now he was just outside, enjoying the serenity of the rural area just under a shady oak tree, ten yards away from his home. "I'll just set them up in the book case correctly when I can get dad help me put it in my room, and then my bed. I can set the flat screen up myself.." Mark thought as he enjoyed the shade provided to him by the oak tree. He was a very organized teenager, and organized fur in general. Aside from the clothes strewn here or there, and a cup or something of the like on his desk from the night before like every normal teen, Mark was clean and independent as well, cooking, cleaning, and washing his own clothes. The young wolf always had his agenda set.
But for right now, all he wanted to do was enjoy the country side. He had to admit, his father had picked a pretty amazing place to live. He saw a large forest a few miles back so he knew he would probably see a few feral creatures around. He always enjoyed watching nature peacefully, along with studying and writing about feral animals he came across. His eyes shut in contempt as he leaned against the strong trunk of the oak. He envisioned himself sitting here at the tree's base, or on one of its sturdy branches, reading a manga, or any other of his many books. His thoughts then turned to the older bunny and her child. His peaceful smile slowly transformed into a frown. What did his father see in that unnaturally cheery lapine woman anyway? To mark, he saw her as a replacement for his mother. He loved his mother too much to let her be replaced. The pained memory of his mom brought a flood of emotions to his heart. Sadness, anger, happiness, sorrow, love grief, and all other sorts of feelings.
When he was thirteen, the snow leopardess was under a very large amount of stress. This was before his father had came up on his current job in a law firm. When they were in debt, every penny they had went into bills, which only piled up more and made their efforts almost useless. His mother, Mary, was a house keeper at a nearby motel and her father worked as a janitor at the same place. Besides all the large appliance bills and low pay, she had to do strenuous work. From lifting the beds by herself to vacuum beneath them, to bending and twisting to get to hard to reach places like behind the sink. The only enjoyment she had was when she got home, seeing her baby boy's face light up when she walked in through that door. She saw her own eyes in his along with her ears, her beautiful rosettes, and her fluffy feline tail, even if it was covered in his father's fur.
Each night, she would hug him, cook dinner with whatever they had, and he would sit right beside her, or sometimes in her lap, feeding her as if she were his child. That was something that always amused her. When it was bedtime, she always read him a story. He remembered the last book she was reading him. It was called "Of Mice and Men"; she was just on the part when Lenny broke Curly's hand.
The next day when he was expecting his mother to come home and preform his daily routine, his dad was the first one through the door this time. In confusion, the prepubescent weopard asked:"Where's mommy?" The fur on his father's cheeks was matted down with previous tears and his eyes were red. "Mark..Your mother.." He had to stop, choking back a new batch of fresh tears. "Your mother had a heart attack, son. Her blood pressure has been up dangerously high in the last year and she didn't want to scare you. But she died on the job today.." Tony explained in grief, reaching a paw out for his child. Mark backed up, shaking his head in horror and disbelief. "No! No! You're lying! Mom! Mom!" Mark shrieked, running outside, hoping it was just some sick joke by his father, hoping he would run out into his mothers arms or see her getting out of the family car.
The punchline never came. His mother wasn't in the car,and his father was just coming out of the house to get him. "M-mommy.." Salty, pained tears streamed down his cheeks, and he sobbed hard, simply sitting on the porch and holding his head in his small paws. Ever since then, Mark turned away from the real world, losing himself in his books, his poems, and his music. And of course, being a major Otaku. He turned his back to his friends, his father, and most anyone who tried to reach out to him, sheltering himself. Now he felt his father was trying to replace Mary, and bury that memory. But he would never forget. He would never forget the way she used her claws to gently tickle his foot pads and laugh when he wrestled her down and tickled her ribs in retaliation. He would never forget her beautiful smile whenever he spooned his food into her maw. He would never forget the love he felt from her and the love he returned.
Slowly wiping a single tear, Mark stood up to go back inside to finish setting up his new home.