The Fox Says: Only in Your Dreams

The scene fades in to reveal the blonde woman that Alpha Pro has lovingly come to know as Logan sitting in her Jeep; door open and feet dangling. Nothing new, right? However, this time the Sassy Sidekick seemed to have parked in a rather expansively vast field that held naught but waves of grass. Suddenly, a large gust of wind blew across the field; causing the jeep to groan as its suspension was assaulted by the force of nature as it leaned. After a few moments, the wind let up and allowed the jeep to right itself; a tepid smile upon Logan's face.

"Greaaaaaaat. A gnarly wind punch is JUST what I needed to calm my freakin' nerves!"

Muttering angerly to herself, Logan quickly scrolled through her phone once more. However, the results were the same as the other twelve times; jack-fucking-squat.

"Ya know, this is really startin' to get annoying. Always traveling to these backward aye-eff places without ever being told why....or how. Like, the hell is going on between those fox ears?"

With her voice filled resignation at her plight, Logan lazily tossed her phone over in the direction of the passenger seat. Unfortunately for her nerves, the loud sound of metal creaking echoed throughout the field just as her phone made contact with the seat. Jolting upwards and swiveling in the direction of the noise, Logan found that there was a pair of small feet standing on top of the hood of her Jeep; outright quickly melting the startling shriek of fright that had managed to freeze within her throat moments ago.

"EFFIN-AYE! GET OFF MY CAR DAMMIT!"

Hopping down from her seat, Logan slammed the door shut before directing a venom laced glare to whoever was foolish enough to mar the paint on her baby. However, where there should have been a person, there was only a Fox; sitting nonchalantly as if its been sitting there for some time. unable to voice the confusion she felt, Logan rubbed her temples on either side of her furrowed brow.

"Oh great...the fuck is going on?"

"HARK! YOU THERE, WOMAN! STATE YOUR BUSINESS WITH THY OR LEAVE!"

With an annoyingly boisterous piercing her perpetual state of confusion, the blonde swiveled about to find that there was someone approaching her on horseback. Wearing what appeared to an elegantly decorated suit of armor, the rider bore an eerie resemblance to her friend's HorrorKore opponent; Jaice Wilds.

Weird on so many levels.

"Right. So can you, like, explain to me if this is a Holloween prank or not? Cause I would really love to be in the loop if it is."

"Excuse me? You DARE address the FINAL GENERAL of the realm in such a manner? Have you no clue that I am a LIVING LEGEND? FOOL! People flock in droves to catch a glimpse of me and mine armies of chaos!"

With a mixture of pride and arrogance coloring his voice, the man puffed his chest out as if he were a shiny metal peacock. However, the exasperated look on Logan's face was a clear indication that she was even less impressed then anyone might have thought possible. In fact, she directed a "Are you serious" look into the camera.

'Good to know that you're still a narcissistic aye-hole regardless of where you are. Then again, the tiniest men tend to ride in on the highest of horses."

"YOU DARE MOCK ME WENCH? I, Janice of house Wilds, shall have your lying head sundered and placed upon a stake outside my abode! HAVE AT THEE!"

With an exceedingly melodramatic flourish that was on par with the tone in his voice, Janice drew a longsword that was the length of his torso and began to wildly wave it above his head. Which caused her to reflexively to raise her arms up as if that were going to offer any protection from a madman with a sword.

"YO MAN! Hold up before you poke your eye out! Ya don't need to be such a little jackass!"

BLOOP!

"HARK! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MINE STEED WITCH? I NEED TO RETURN HIM! CHANGE COATTAILS BACK THIS INSTANT!"

Intrigued by the surprise and confusion that painted Janice's voice, she lowered her arms and discovered a sight most bewildering to her. Janice, who had ridden in on his high horse, was now sitting upon a miniature donkey! However, there was something else he had said that also caught her attention.

"Hold up, you rode in on somebody else's COATTAILS? That's, like, too much on the nose even for me. Effin-aye."

"What mean you by that witch?"

"She said that you're nothing more than a fraud who has just to truly accomplish anything on his own merits. Despite how numerous you claim them to be"

"Yeah what she sa-TSU! You ARE here.......and you're speaking English. The fuck kind of twisted world am I in?"

With one wearing a look of disdain while the other wore a look of relief, both Janice and Logan turned to face the source of the interruption. As one might have guessed by the blonde's reaction, the source was of Alpha Pro's Spitfire Fox; who had since replaced the fox that had been sitting on the hood of the Jeep.

"You.....I should have suspected that YOU had a hand in this....."

"The only reason you didn't was due to you're own lack of sense. After all, who willing rides in on a horse named Coattails that is owned by another? The name alone was a dead give away."

"Yeah, it really was."

"I.....you dare.....I"LL HAVE BOTH YOUR HEADS!"

Despite his words, Janice turned his mount away and spurred his tiny ass away from the two women; a clear sign of defeat. Yet, the did not keep Tsukiko from deftly hopping down from her perch.

"It is quite a sad sight to see. A full-grown man acting like a spoiled child once his bluster didn't pay off."

"Right? Sad aye-eff."

"Thankfully, Sir Janice's reality counterpart in Alpha Pro suffers from a similar form of childishness. The bluster and bravado only serve to further enforce the pre-established facts that he has only ever been a narrow-sighted fool that has never truly strived to be worthy of the hollow words he so willfully spouts."

"Are....are you feeling okay Tsu?"

"Of course. Why do you ask?"

"Well, you're not exactly talkin' like the Tsu that I know and love. It's kind of scary actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Well, how about THIS?"

With an unnecessarily loud clearing of her throat, Tsukiko began to speak; which was weird because she didn't normally speak English.

"Wilds-kun; have you been well since I kicked your head from your shoulders? I hope so because I do look forward to this clash of ours at HorrorKore. The Unwavering Warrior challenging the self-proclaimed LAST General in a titanic bout for the ALpha Pro Junior Heavyweight Championship.

It sounds like quite a thrilling fight.

Yet, I cannot help but feel like you are underestimating me and what I can do within those ropes. You seem to be under the false impression that just because I lost that Championship to Osborne-kun that I am somehow lesser for it while you are superior due to your victory over him for it. Yet, you forget that I was the one held that Championship while you desperately rode the coattails of Anderson-kun and his limited sanity. In fact, the legacy that you're so very vocal about has been nothing more than the mild ramblings of a hopeless man sick with the ouroboros that is grandeur.

You bring in the fans?

I STARTED the events in which they flock.

You put on a show?

I give them a FIGHT.

You take a thrashing and keep on moving forward?

Not when I knock you out with the Moon Breaker; a move in which you have felt before.

Wilds-kun, it is long since past time that you drop this charade in which you live. You're not a general when you haven't an army and you're not a Champion when you haven't a Championship. This Thursday Wilds-kun, I'm going to do what some claim is impossible; I'm going to knock the foolishness out of you, throw your fictitious ass into that casket, and bury your feeble rambling shamble of a legacy that you're so very proud of.

So do write that passive-aggressive letter of yours and send it to the Alpha Pro website team.

It will be the LAST thing anyone hears from you for some time."

After taking a moment for things to settle, Tsukiko turned to her blonde Sassy Sidekick.

"Better?"

"Yeah. A little bit."

"Good. It's time for you to go."

"Sure...what....what do you me-"

Without warning, Tsu hopped up and hit a Bicycle style Moon Breaker to the chin of her friend! Well, at least it appeared to look that way. The reality was that, just at the moment of the presumed impact, the screen abruptly became black; the end.