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Hello matsutzu & readers! By following this story, from the index here, you’re agreeing that you ship Fox with Falco above all else. Because, let’s be real, that’s the biggest gay ship of the series.
Anyway, continue on ahead if you want some Falox romance! And enjoy!
[HANGAR/FALCO]
Taking the door to the hangar, Fox stepped in, and gazed around. He glanced at the docked Landmaster, a tank that was covered with a sheet and due for upgrades. A board was across from it, usually used for blueprints and schematics, though it was currently switched off.
Further along, toward the hangar gates, a quartet of Arwings rested. Between them, a blue-feathered bird ambled by, squinting at a computer behind them and nodding.
“Falco!”
Raising his head, the bird glanced up and waved to Fox.
“Yo, Fox! Come on down, let’s have a race!”
“Pass. I mean I’m coming down, but not to race.”
Taking a lift that lowered to the base level for the hangar, Fox walked across the hangar and to the Arwings. Falco stepped from between them and folded his arms, wearing a smirk on his face.
“Ah, why no race?” Falco rolled his eyes. “It’s not like we have anything better to do now, do we?”
“Well, no, but—”
“So what’s the problem?” He nudged Fox and beckoned him back. “Come on, I’m fixing for a flight, and I’m looking to whoop your butt again.”
“It’s late,” reminded Fox, “we don’t need to tear through the night sky at blazing speeds for fun.”
“Under all the stars, over Corneria’s open waters? That’s the kind of stuff folks find romantic.” He blinked and jerked his head back. “Not that I would, I just wanna fly, but, ah, you know what I mean.”
“Falco Lombardi, are you getting softer these days?” Fox mockingly gasped and touched his chest. “Goodness, it’s almost like you’re interested in other things besides just proving how great you are at flying!”
“Ok, ok, you can take it easy on the insults there, Foxie,” grumbled Falco. “Sheesh, I try to talk about a nice time just once, and you go to town on me for it.”
“Ha, I’m sorry Falco. I couldn’t resist.” Fox patted his friend’s shoulder. “You never really loosen up, or open up, and it’s nice to see and hear that from you now and again.”
“Hey, I’m plenty open!” Falco folded his arms as Fox lowered his eyes. “…When I, ah, want to be, that is.” Falco smirked and shrugged. “Whatever, Fox, you want to sit up in the Great Fox tonight, be my guest. I’m sure you can fool around with Slippy or Peppy, right?”
“They’re both busy.” Fox smirked. “You, on the other hand—”
“Ouch. Fox, it’s almost like your insults are getting as sharp as mine.” Falco rolled his eyes. “Maybe it’s better if we’re not hanging out, then.”
“Or…?”
Fox folded his arms and waited as Falco blinked. He shifted his eyes around the room, and shrugged.
“Uh…you wanna finish that thought?”
“And here I thought you were getting good at opening up,” mocked Fox. “I was waiting for you to suggest something else.”
“Me? Geez, just spit out, Fox!”
“You could too, you know.”
“Huh? W-what?”
“Suggest something else for us to do, Falco.”
“Oh. Yeah! I knew that!” Falco paused and tapped on his head. “Uh…gimme a sec.”
“Take your time.” Fox grinned and opened his mouth to continue, but had a wing press against his lips.
“Yeah, no, don’t need that next part, thanks.” Falco sighed and tapped his foot. “…You know what? We are flying tonight!”
“Again, I’m not in the mood—”
“To race, sure you’re not. But how about you let me do the flying, and you just come along for a ride?”
“Uh, sure, I guess.” Fox shrugged. “You know, I could just follow in another Arwing.”
“Yeah, but uh, I don’t have anywhere in particular to go,” admitted Falco. “So, it’s better to, um, just take out one ship and we won’t go far. Just…around a few times in the air. Sound good?”
“Why do I get the feeling that you have some, I don’t know, ulterior motives?”
“Me? Nah, you’re crazy, Fox,” insisted Falco. “Just wanna get some fresh air, and I’m kidnapping you for fun too. How about it?”
“Ah…well, sure,” relented Fox. “Let’s just not stay out all night.”
“Foxie, I’d never!” He grinned as Fox rolled his eyes. “I promise I’ll be good tonight, honest.”
“If you insist.”
Unfolding his arms, Fox followed Falco to one of the Arwings. He paused and scratched his head as Falco opened the fighter’s cockpit.
“Uh…Falco, the Arwings aren’t exactly roomy.”
“What’s wrong? You got a problem sitting on my lap?” Falco winked. “I won’t tell the others much if you enjoy it.”
“Wow, that’s not even…fine, your lap’s funeral, then.”
Laughing, Falco climbed into the Arwing, followed by a hesitant Fox. He slid in as Falco scooted back in the seat, slowly lowering himself against his teammate, and then blushed as the bird reached around his waist for the controls.
“Ooh, Fox, you sure know how to make a move,” teased Falco. “Must have been your plan all along.”
“What are you talking about? This was your idea!”
“Sure, that’s what you’d want me to think.”
“Just shut up and fly.”
With another fit of snickers, Falco closed the ship and readied it for launch. The pair stared out of the hangar gate, and the Arwing rocketed off.
Fox gazed from the window and watched the night sky whip past him, as Falco took the ship onward. He watched as it lowered toward Corneria’s open waters, and observed the buildings in the distance.
“It really does look beautiful,” admitted Fox.
“Yeah…sure does.”
“Can you even see that well?” Fox’s ears twitched. “I feel like I’m in the way.”
“What? No way, I’m taller than you.” Falco chuckled. “Plus, I’ve got a perfect view, so I don’t know what you’re going on about.”
“…Uh…if you’re sure.”
“Of course.” He leaned forward against Fox. “Now hang on. We’re gonna have some fun.”
The Arwing rolled around as Falco had the ship flip. He brought it closer to the water, as Fox grabbed at the sides of the ship, clutching tightly against it. Spiraling around again, Falco let the wings dip against the water’s surface, and boosted back into the air.
“Ha, see that?” Falco grinned. “Now that’s how to really enjoy a flight!”
“Falco, you’re insane.”
“Maybe a little bit.” He forced the ship to climb upward. “Come on, let’s get a nice view of the sky, huh?”
“Geez, Falco, cool it!”
“Come on, you’re enjoying yourself, right?” Falco leaned in again. “You liked what you saw before, didn’t you?”
“Well, yeah—”
“Then trust me a little.”
Sighing, Fox eased back against Falco, relenting. Blushing a bit, Falco brought the ship up further into the sky, before leveling it out. Slowing the pace, he and Fox gazed outside of the cockpit, admiring the dark clouds and studying their shapes.
“There’s no way to travel like flying,” claimed Falco. “This kind of view is everything right…”
“Yeah, it’s pretty great up here.” Fox smiled. “It’s been fun, Falco.”
“Aw, you’re not bored already, are you?”
“No, but, we should get back soon.”
“Ah, fine, you do need your beauty sleep.” Falco brought the ship down in a nosedive. “Although…let’s pass back this way, so we can catch one more great view.”
Though Fox opened his mouth to protest, he slowly closed it and let Falco guide them forward. He brought the Arwing back up, and it burst from a sea of clouds, emerging near Corneria City.
Fox gawked and gazed at the city lights, enjoying the night view of skyscrapers and small buildings alike. Falco guided them around Corneria Command, soaring past the tower and back around, zipping away from the city once more.
“Bet you hardly ever take the time to enjoy that view,” wagered Falco.
“Well, I’ll admit that I don’t get to fly around like that, and…not as often as I’d like, no,” confessed Fox.
“Thought so.” Falco nodded. “So, how about we make this more of a regular thing? Let me take you out when you’re done with being cooped up all night, and we can just fly off, enjoy the air, and take time to relax in Corneria’s skies.”
“That sounds great, Falco, but…I don’t know.”
“Figured you’d give me that answer.” Falco scoffed. “Never can let Fox out to relax for too long, huh?”
“Look, it’s not—”
“Nah, I get it. Let’s get back to the Great Fox.”
Flying the ship onward once more, Falco guided the Arwing back to the flagship. He slowed the ship’s descent as they reached the hangar, and carefully landed it inside. Once it stopped, he sighed and released the controls, opening the pilot’s seat.
“Safe and sound,” announced Falco. “Please watch your arms and legs as you exit the Arwing. Thank you for flying Air Falco, have a nice night.”
“Adorable, thanks,” teased Fox, as he climbed from the cockpit. He waited on the ship’s edge, and turned back to Falco. “Are you coming?”
“Uh, yeah, in a bit.” He smirked at Fox. “Ladies first, you know?”
“Slippy’s right, you know how to ruin a good moment.”
“Knew that twerp talked behind my back,” grumbled Falco. “Whatever, just hop down, and I’ll be out in a sec.”
“No you won’t, I know this act.” Fox folded his arms. “You’re going to take off and go somewhere on your own, sulking about whatever has you in a mood right now, rather than coming out and talking to me about it instead.”
“…Nothing gets past our great Fox, huh?” Falco scoffed. “Fine, yeah, maybe I wanted to go for a personal cruise next. Is that an issue? We don’t have anything else to do tomorrow.”
“We don’t know that.”
“Doesn’t matter, I’d be fine.” Falco shrugged. “It’s not like anyone can doubt my flying.”
“That’s not the point,” argued Fox. “My issue is that you’re running off, again, rather than just talking about whatever it is that’s got you worked up.”
“It’s you,” snapped Falco. “You’re the one that’s got me so ticked, ok?”
“Why?” Fox swayed his tail as he watched Falco seethe. “What did I do?”
“Just leave it be, Fox.” Falco groaned and dragged his wing over his face. “You go get some rest, I’ll go fly, and we’ll be good by morning.”
“Falco, please!” Fox slid back into the ship. “I don’t like arguing with you, honest! Just tell me what’s wrong. What did I do, why did I make you angry?”
“Look, I’m not really angry, or I wasn’t until right now!”
“Then what is it?”
“You’re not happy!” Falco through his arms in the air and flailed. “Fox, I took you out for a nice ride on a great night, and you just…I don’t know, had such a controlled reaction. It seemed like you enjoyed it, and I thought you’d let yourself go a little, but you just…I don’t know, you never cut loose!” Falco shook his head. “You’re so uptight, you have to stick to schedules, and you never…you never just enjoy a moment for what it is.”
“…Falco, I’m sorry.” Fox dropped his head. “I did really have a nice time. It was something that I needed and I really appreciated you taking me out.” He sighed. “But I’m leading a team, and I have to be able to keep up with it. I’d love to stay out all night with you, but…I guess you’re right. I can’t shirk on my work.”
“Fox—”
“Look, if you want to go flying to clear your air, you can.” Fox spun around, sliding from the Arwing. “I’m sorry that I always bring out this sour side of you…”
“Aw, don’t give me that. Fox.” Falco hopped up from his seat. “Hey, Fox!”
Jumping from the Arwing, Falco chased after Fox, stopping him before he left the other Arwings. He tugged him back around and the two gazed quietly at one another for a moment. Falco pulled back, and glanced away, as Fox exhaled.
“If you want to go—”
“You already talked me out of it.”
“Fine, sorry for that too.” Fox shrugged. “If you’re sure that you can handle it—”
“No, no, you ruined it.” Falco flopped his wings, a few feathers flying off. “Look, I can’t leave you, because now I’m going to feel even worse after that guilt trip.”
“Now you’re making me feel worse.”
“But I’m not trying to!” Falco clasped his wings on Fox’s shoulders. “Look, I’m sorry too, ok? I just want you to be happy too, and then I got all huffy because I thought you weren’t enjoying yourself. You’re right, you do need to be at the top of your game, no matter what.” Falco exhaled and shook his head. “I’m selfish, ok? I want to go out and have a good time when we get a minute. That’s just…that’s me.”
“That’s not you at all,” countered Fox. “You changed whatever plans you had the second I came down here. You went from going alone for a flight to taking me out for the night. Falco, that’s literally the opposite of selfish, that’s selfless.”
“Yeah, but…I don’t know, I wanted to keep having a nice night with you.” Falco shrugged. “We never get to bond that much, and…I don’t know, I’m kind of jealous.”
“Jealous? Of what?”
“The others,” admitted Falco. “Both of them have had more history with you. Slippy’s been your buddy since you were kids, Peppy’s been in your life for pretty much the same amount of time or longer, and I…I don’t know, I wasn’t always.” Falco rubbed his beak. “I just, I don’t know, I want to fly solo a lot of times, but I…I like flying around with you too, Fox.” He huffed and turned away. “Now we know I’ve gone soft.”
“Definitely.” Fox chuckled. “But, that…means a lot to me. You’re a valuable member of this team, Falco, regardless of history. And you mean a lot to me.” Fox blushed and smiled. “You’re more than just a pilot and teammate; you’ve become a great friend to me. And I’m hoping that goes beyond Star Fox.”
“If it does for you, and it does for me, then it will.” Falco smirked. “This the part where we confess our feelings for each other, admit that we make each other’s hearts throb, and all of that mushy junk?”
“…I, uh…well, I…”
“I’m teasing, Fox.” Falco chuckled, but stopped as Fox rubbed his shoulder. “…Fox?”
“Well, I doubt you’d be the one to make a first move,” determined Fox. “So, I might as well do it.”
“What are you talking about?”
“That mushy junk you mentioned, it’s…well, I guess I do feel some of that around you, sometimes,” confessed Fox. “Um…maybe more often than some of the time. Maybe a lot of times, but, it’s…if you’re not really—”
“Whoa, whoa, back up, you’re not fooling around, are you?”
“…No.” Fox shrugged. “I don’t know if that’s, or if I’m…to your interests, but…”
“Wow, wait, y-yeah.” Falco’s face burned into a blush as he grinned to Fox. “You are definitely someone that I’m interested in Fox. And yes, in that way! I’m…w-well, I’m, y-you know…I play for that team?”
“Smooth.”
“Shut it, I’m trying to open up just for you.”
“Then, go on.”
“Look, I…ok, I-I admit it, I really wanted to make swoon and go crazy from tonight,” admitted Falco. “Me snapping before and, ah, and getting so worked up, I…I wanted you to tell m-me that you loved our night out, that you did want to do it more often, and that…that we could be…”
“You’re adorable when you stammer, you know?”
“Quit teasing me, Fox.”
“Just spit it out, then, Falco.”
“Fox, you make my heart throb, I’ve got the most ridiculous feelings for you, and I want to share all kinds of mushy junk and tender moments with you, even more nights like tonight, and I want to be yours, ok?” Falco threw his wings out. “There, that’s everything. You happy?”
“You know, I did go first.”
“First is the worst, second’s the best.” Falco smirked as Fox rolled his eyes. “So, uh, h-how about that one, Fox?”
“Hmm. Well, I did have a nice night, and you did finally talk it out with me,” surmised Fox. “So…I think you earned this next part.”
“What next—?”
Falco choked on his next words, as Fox pressed his lips against his beak. He froze for a moment, and then wrapped his wings against Fox’s back, moving into the kiss. They pressed into one another for a minute or two before parting, just slightly.
“…So that’s what it is.”
“Like it?”
“Almost as much as sliding your butt around on my lap,” teased Falco. “So, how often can I get my leader back into the Arwing, huh?”
“Just for that, not often at all,” fired back Fox.
“What?! You can’t be serious.” Falco pushed back into Fox, who smirked and chuckled. “Don’t do that to me!”
“Come on, you asked for it.”
“All I asked for was you.”
“And you got me.”
“…Yeah, I did.” Falco beamed. “And you got me, too.”
They rested in one another’s arms for a little while longer, teasing and flirting with each other. After a little while, though, Fox yawned, and prompted Falco to guide him back into the ship, heading in together for the night.
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Nintendo Shows Off Star Fox Zero’s Amiibo-Unlocked Black And Retro Arwings
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