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The next three days flew by fast. Next thing I know, it's thursday. Me and Wendell have barely left the house since last weekend. I was hoping we could go on another date soon, but I don't want to rush anything.

Wendell comes back into my room from the shower. He still looks a little damp. I put down Paper Towns for a minute (I'm finally on part two) so I can talk to him.

"Hey." I say.

"What's up?" he says.

"Nothing. Just got done with some of this book. You?"

"I just finished my shower so..." After that, the room falls silent. Wendell's dressed in a red shirt with a white triangle on it, and in blue shorts. I'm only wearing red shorts, I decided to stay shirtless. It's my room after all. Or should I say, our room.

I hop off the bed and hug him. These last few days have been nothing but crazy. My parents finally fixed my bedroom window (they had to call some guy to do it), plus, they've bonded with Wendell a bit, so that helps. It's almost like he is part of the family.

"What do you want to do now?" I ask, "You want to go on another date?"

"Sure. Anything to spend more time with you." he says.

"Aww, you're too sweet you know that?" I kiss him.

"I know. Where'd you want to go?"

"How about we see a movie?"

"Sure. Which one?" I hear a buzzing noise. Wendell goes over to the desk and picks up his phone and answers it.

"Hello?... Oh, hey Bruno! What's up?... Really?... That's great... What? Oh, I'm hanging out with Todd right now... Hey! Can I ask you something?... I was wondering if Todd and I can come with you... Sure, however you want to phrase it... Ok... See you there." he hangs up.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"That was Bruno. He's got a date tonight."

"With who?"

"Sarah Brown." I don't know who that is.

"Who?"

"She's a dalmatian."

"Oh. Ok. What was with the part where me and you can go?"

"I ask Bruno if the four of us can go on a double date."

I scratch the back of my head. "Gee, I don't know."

"C'mon, it's only a friend. What could go wrong?"

"I don't know, but does Bruno or Sarah know that we're both gay?"

"They both know."

"Ok. Whatever. So where are we all going?" I ask.

"The four of us are going out of town to this party in Friendsville."

"What?" Is he insane? "That's a 30 minute drive from here."

"I know. But Bruno's older sister, Jodi, is having this huge house party in her huge mansion on the edge of town."

"Wendell, are you crazy? Mom and dad will never let us go there!"

"Relax. We'll just say that we're going around town. We'll sneak out, then shortly before the party's over, we'll drive back in time by 7."

"How're we going to drive there?" I ask.

"Remember that SUV my parent's got for me on my 16th birthday?"

"I remember that." It's true. Wendell got his license only a few weeks after his birthday. It's a nice blue one.

"My parents have the keys, so I'll just sneak in their house and steal it from them later."

Ok, now he's just being crazy. "Wendell, you were almost caught the last time you snuck in there, and now you want to go back?"

"Yes. You got any better ideas?"

I sigh and roll my eyes. "I guess not. so how's this thing going to work?"

"Well, first, we need to leave in about an hour. We'll say we're going on a date (which we technically are later today) and then sneak over to my parents house and wait 'till they're gone. Then we'll sneak into the house through my bedroom window again. The key should be on the key rack on the kitchen counter."

"Wendell, your ideas always sound crazy."

"I know." he says. "But, have I ever been wrong before?"

"You have but, I'll admit, your plans usually work out."

"Exactly! Are you in or not?"

"I'm in." I pretty much have no choice. "So, where do we start?"

"First, get a shirt on." Crap! I just realized that I'm shirtless the whole time that he was speaking. I run over to the dresser and put on a random shirt. It's a bit small for me, but sometimes I like showing off my figure.

"I've been wanting to ask you about that." Wendell says.

"What?"

"Why are all of your shirts a big snug on you?"

"I don't know. But, I kinda like it." I blush, "Why? Does it bother you?"

"No, I've just wanted to ask that for a while."

"Oh. Ok." I'm getting very scared already about today. We go downstairs, where my mother is sitting on the couch watching FRIENDS.

"Maggie? We're going out." Wendell says.

"Where are you two going?" she says.

"We're going to be all over town today, but we'll be back by seven."

"Ok boys. Be safe."

"We will." We walk out the front door and close it. I'm happy my parents didn't notice anything strange about the two of us being gone all day.

"So, what now?" I ask after we're down the street.

"Well, next, we go to my house and wait until both of my parents are gone." Wendell says. I don't argue with him on the way there. There's no point, even though his ideas sound crazy, in the end, the work and he gets his goal.

Wendell's house is exactly the way it was the last time we came here. But that was just to throw around stuff that was already in the house. This time, we're stealing a car. Is it stealing? It technically belongs to Wendell since it was given to him. While my mind argues with itself about that, we sneak around to the back and go to his bedroom window. He gets on his knees and looks inside. He pulls on the window and it opens. Going feet first, he manages to get in as quietly as he did last time.

"Come on, Todd!" he loudly whispers. I slowly inch my way into his house, trying not to make a single sound, afraid even a pen cap falling on the floor would cause great attention.

"What now?"

"Well, now, we head upstairs and steal the key." We head to the stairs. It creaks a lot so it takes what feels like ten minutes going up the stairs. When we open the door, my heart is racing like crazy. I'm afraid that one of Wendell's parents is going to pop up out of nowhere. Wendell slowly walks into the kitchen and quickly scans the place for the key.

"Is that it?" I point to what looks like a car key on the edge of the table on the other side of the room.

"Yep." He goes over, grabs it, then walks out of the room. I follow. After a minute, we end up in Wendell's garage. Parked in it is his SUV. "She's still here."

"I guess your folks decided not to get rid of it." I say.

"No. My mom decided not to get rid of it. Trust me. If you knew my parents, you'd know that my dad will throw anything of mine away if I make him this mad before." Wendell unlocks the car and gets in the driver's seat. I get in the passenger's seat. He starts it up. "Oh Shit!" I jump in my seat when he yells that.

"What is it now?"

"I forgot to get the garage door opener."

"You mean this." I hold up a remote in my paw, giving an evil grin.

"Why you sneaky little fox." Wendell says in shock. He takes the remote from my paw and opens the door. Wendell slowly drives it out of the garage and into the street. Luckily, this street rarely ever has anyone driving on it. After we're on the street, Wendell closes the garage. "Open your window."

"Why?" I ask.

"We can't keep this with us." he holds up the remote, "We've gotta return it, so I'm just going to have you throw it on the porch." Wendell hands it back to me. I roll down my window, aim carefully, and toss it. It lands on the porch in front of the door.

"Nice job." he says.

"Thanks." And with that, we're gone. "What next?"

"Next, we go to Bruno's house and wait until we leave for Friendsville." Bruno lives in this old run-down shack a few streets away. No, seriously. He lives in that old cabin in town. When we pull up, I'm starting to have second thoughts about this whole plan.

"Hey, Wendell." I speak up.

"What's wrong Todd?"

"Does Bruno know what you're up to?"

"No, but I'm about to tell him." We get out of his car and walk up to the door. Wendell knocks on the door and a black dog answers it.

"Hey Wendell!" he shouts, obviously drunk.

"Bruno, have you been drinking again?" Wendell asks.

"Let me think... yep. I have."

"Bruno has had a drinking problem in the last few months. But he's never drank this much before." Wendell whispers in my ear.

"So, this is Todd huh?" Bruno says, throwing an arm around me. I can smell the booze in his breath. "He's pretty adorable. I can see why you're dating him." he gives me a drunken kiss on the side of my face.

"Do something!" I growl at Wendell.

"Bruno, get your paws off my boyfriend." Wendell says, grabbing Bruno and pulling him off of me. "Where's Sarah?"

"She's uh... she's... right inside." Bruno mindlessly points inside. Wendell and I walk inside. The place is completely destroyed. The couch in this room is totally torn up, the bed does have the back two legs to it angles a bit. The carpet in here smells like expired vinegar and all of the windows are broken. Sitting on the couch is a dalmatian with a purple tank top and skinny jeans.

"Thank god you two are here." she says.

"Sorry we were a while, I had to steal my car keys from my parents house." Wendell says.

"What?"

"Never mind. What happened to Bruno? When he called earlier, he sounded fine."

"He must've drunk a few bottles after he hung up or something." Sarah says.

"Well, what do we do until he recovers?" I ask.

"We're gonna have to look after him." she says, "Where is he?" Me and Wendell both look at the doorway and Bruno is nowhere to be seen. Wendell runs out the door and look around, runs out and in a minute, brings in a drunk Bruno.

"He was out trying to swing on the swingset upside-down."

"That's crazy." I say. When they both get inside, I run up and close the door. Wendell throws Bruno on the couch next to Sarah.

"How long until this whole thing wears off?" I ask. I know nothing about alcohol.

"Well... it might be until tonight, but even then he still might be a bit sauced up." Wendell says.

"So how are we going to attend this party without Bruno?" Sarah asks.

"I guess we're going to have to bring him with us."

"Are you crazy?" I say. I've been asking him this all day, "Bringing a drunk fur with us to a college party might be the stupidest idea ever! We all know how college people are! They'll just drink themselves, and keep drinking and eventually Bruno could be sucked into all of that. You realise that he could die from alcohol poisoning or he could end up getting in a car and kill himself!"

"Relax, Todd. Sarah will keep an eye on him while we're there."

"I will. Besides, I'm not going to miss this. I've never been to a college party before and none of us are going to get another opportunity for another two years." Sarah says.

"Bruno? Are you awake?" I say.

"What? Who said that? Who are you?" Yep, he's still drunk.

"I'm Todd!" I try to keep my voice down.

"C'mon Todd, please stick with us." Wendell says.

"I don't know. This is all fucked up! We could get in serious trouble for doing this."

"Calm down, I'm not going to let anything bad happen."

"But, what if Sarah gets drunk? What if you get drunk?"

"I don't drink, ever and neither does Sarah. Isn't that right?"

"It's true," she says, "I've never had booze and I never will."

"Ok, but what about drugs?" I ask, "Or what if someone tries to get me to have sex?"

"Todd," Wendell grasps my shoulders, "I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you. We're going to go there, we're going to have the best night of our lives, and we'll be back before 7 like we promised your mother."

"Ok, if you say so." Once again, I have no choice but to come. Besides, I can't let Wendell go there by himself, incase someone gets him intoxicated and tries to fuck him.

"Good. We all leave at noon." he says. I look at the clock on the wall. An hour and thirty-seven minutes until we leave. This next hour should be fun.

***

Bruno must've had a hangover and passed out or something, but either way, he's unconscious. It's about fifteen minutes before we have to leave. Wendell and Sarah are both crashed out on the bed (they said they needed last minute rest) with an alarm clock set to go off any minute now. I'm laying down on the floor looking up at the ceiling. It looks exactly how the rest of this cabin: cracked and shitty.

After another minute or two of letting my thoughts run wild in my head, the alarm goes off and I mentally tell my brain to shut up and slow down a bit. Wendell reached down and unplugs the alarm clock. He looks like he's about to fall asleep again. On one hand, that's great because we won't have to follow through with this plan and not risk any trouble. On the other, I didn't go through all this trouble to stop now.

I get up off the floor and stretch out. I've been sitting there for an hour. I walk over to the bed. Sarah and Wendell are facing away from each other. Good. They better not've tried anything funny. Wait, shut up brain! Wendell's my boyfriend and Sarah is on a date with Bruno.

I lean down and whisper in Wendell's ear: "Wake up." his ear just twitches. That's the only response I get. Then I get a better idea. I whisper again: "You better get up or else I'm going to fuck you right here, right now in front of these furs."

That's when Wendell opens his eyes. From the way he opens them, you can tell that he obviously heard what I said. I think even Sarah heard it but I have no way of knowing. He gets up off the bed.

"Wait, you're joking, right?" he says.

"Maybe..." I run a finger down his chest and give an I-wasn't-kidding-around smile. Before I can do anything, Wendell picks me up and carries me outside. Oh no. I'm probably going to get yelled at. Wendell sets me down at the back of the cabin.

"I'm not in trouble am I?" I whimper.

"No. But, I'm this close to fucking you." he says.

"So, what? You're going to let off steam or something?"

"Something like that." he backs me up into the cabin wall, pins my arms against it and kisses me, deep. I love it when Wendell is in full control, but this was unexpected. Within seconds, we're French kissing. I feel Wendell letting go of one of my arms. I think he's pawing himself right now. I use my free arm to pull him closer. We both moan like crazy. Wendell breaks the kiss and trails kisses them down my body. I kneel down and give him kisses too.

"You make me so happy." he says.

"You make me a happy fox." I say. Wendell lays me down on the grass, face up. He gets on top of me and kisses me even deeper than before. He grinds his groin against mine. Why must this wolf make me so horny? This is too hot, but I don't care.

"Now, does foxy still want to play?" he asks.

"Yes." I gasp.

"Ok, then." he goes down to my shoes and takes them off, along with my socks. My feet are very sensitive, and right now, barefoot. Shit! He's found my weak spot.

"What're you going to do?" I ask.

"This." Wendell gives each of my feet a kiss and I shiver. My feet has black fur, then cuts to orange around the ankle. I never knew Wendell was into foot worship. He licks both of my feet a bit and I moan. After another minute of this torture, I decide to turn the tables. He didn't tell me to stay laying down. I get up, taking my feet back, then force Wendell to lay down. He surprisingly does so without argument. I take his feet and remove his shoes and socks. I give his right foot a kiss and he whimpers a bit.

"Does the big bad wolf want foxy's touch?" I playfully ask.

"Oh, yes!" he says. I kiss his feet again, maybe I licked it a bit. It tastes kinds strange, but I love it. Wendell has the cutest feet I've seen on a wolf. After a minute, I grab his left foot so it gets just as much attention as the right one. His feet are the same shade of grey as the rest of his fur. I know he loves this.

"Love this?" I ask.

"Oh, you bet." he says. I need to do something that'll really set him off. I hold up one finger and he looks at he with that "confused dog" look. I take my finger and gently stroke his foot. He laughs and I put on an evil grin. That'll get him.

"What's wrong?" I say sarcastically, "Is someone... ticklish?" Unlike him, I'm not. Finally, I found something that makes him weak. After a few minutes of this, we both get back up, put our shoes back on, and we head back inside.

"What've you two been doing?" Sarah asks.

"Something you don't want to know about." I say. She widens her eyes and doesn't say anything else.

"Is Bruno awake yet?" Wendell asks.

"No." she says.

"Well, we have to go if we want to make it."

"Guess we'll have to carry him." I say. Wendell and I each grab one of Bruno's arms and we pull him to his feet.

"W-Wha?" he starts to wake up, "Where am I?"

"We're heading out and you're coming with us." Sarah says. We have to carry this dog outside to his car. Sarah reaches in his pocket and takes out his keys. She unlocks Bruno's minivan and opens the passenger door. "Just set him in here, I'll drive him there." Me and Wendell manage to get Bruno into the car seat and buckled in. By then, he looks a bit more awake.

"T-Todd?" he says.

"Yes. What is it?" I say.

"I... can't feel... anything."

"Don't worry. You'll be ok." We shut the door. Me and Wendell get into his car (Obviously he's driving) and in seconds, we're getting on the road, with Sarah leading the way.

"How long are we going to be there?" I ask.

"Until about 6:20, then we'll drive home." Wendell says.

"Ok. Whatever you say." We don't really speak on the way there. I mostly just watch the roads and signs go by as we drive. I reach behind me and grab my tail. Whenever I get bored, I sometimes mess with it. Mostly I'll twirl it around in my fingers. And that's exactly what I find myself doing.

"Why're you playing with your tail?" Wendell asks after a while.

"Oh, uh... sometimes I play with it when I'm bored."

"Oh. You're not the only one. Whenever I'm alone, I usually would find myself mindlessly playing with it."

"That's nice. But, I know you love playing with my tail."

"True. I do enjoy it. It's so soft."

"Haha, I guess so." This is really what our conversation resorted to? Talking about our tails? It's a little funny if you think about it. Although, I do have to admit, I like the feel of Wendell's tail too. "I'll let you play with mine when we get there."

"I'm looking forward to it." he says.

"By the way, how long until we get there?" I ask.

"I think about five minutes or so." After being on the road for 35 minutes. We stop. We're parked outside this huge house. Oh wait, I think Sarah or Wendell said mansion earlier, and that's probably the right word for it.It's 1:05 in the afternoon.

I hop out of the car and walk over to Sarah and Bruno, Wendell's right behind me. Sarah rolls down her window. "Is Bruno awake yet?" I ask.

"Yes, but he's still a bit drunk." she says.

"What do we do?"

"We'll have to get him inside and help him out. Maybe Jodi will know what to do with him." It's hell getting Bruno out of the car and into the house. His sister answers when we ring the doorbell.

"What happened to him?" Jodi asks. She almost looks exactly like her brother, except her eyes are blue, his are brown.

"What do you think? He got drunk again?" Sarah says.

"Well, bring him in." We bring him in and we shut the door.

"Damn. This place is huge." I hear Wendell whisper.The whole place has a yellowish glow to it. But that's probably because the floor tiles are yellow. Jodi and Sarah take Bruno to Jodi's bedroom. At least that's what I think I heard them say. Me and Wendell just take a seat at the bottom of the stairs.

"Here." I let Wendell mess with my tail a bit like I said I would let him. I takes it and just pets it a bit. I rub his back while he does this.

"Thanks." he says.

"Can I play with yours?" I ask.

"Sure." I take his tail in my paws. We sit there for maybe three (or possibly four) minutes playing with each other's tail, when the girls finally come down.

"Why are you two playing with your tails?" Jodi asks.

"Because I like it." Wendell says.

"Because I get bored easily." I say. I let go of his tail and vice versa.

"So, Jodi, when's this party of yours?" Wendell asks.

"In about two hours. Why?"

"Just wondering." We all decide to just wander around the place until 3. I walk through this door behind the stairs. That's the kitchen. Or is it a bar? It looks the same. Some of the lights are burnt out in the back. I can't help but be a curious fox. Slowly, I walk towards the back, where the lights are out, with the only light coming from the bar behind me. That's what I decided to call it. After all, it has that counter that looks exactly like one you'd see at a bar. Plus, I'm no expert, but I think those are alcoholic drinks in here. I'll have to remind Wendell to not let Bruno come in here.

I eventually find a wall in the dark and run my paw along it. In only seconds, I bump into something. What the hell is this? I feel around it but I can't tell what it is. I can feel buttons, and a TV screen. I grab my phone out of my pocket and lit up the area. I'm in another room, but the door is open. I see a light switch in the far wall and turn it on. The whole room brightens and I have to shield my eyes. When they adjust, I see what I ran into: an arcade machine. Exactly like the one me and Wendell played at Zuma. It's unplugged though. I plug in the machine and it turns on. Just like the one we played before, it's a bunch of namco games. Except this time, Wendell isn't here to play with me.

Before I even think of getting him, I find myself playing Mappy (my favorite namco game). This is one of those machines that don't need a quarter or a token to operate. Plus, there's no sound.

After playing about 6 or 7 games, I think that Wendell might be concerned about me. That's when I hear music blast loud from the other side of the house and it vibrates my ears a little. I look at my phone again and see the time. 5 voicemails from Wendell and it's 3:47.