Suddenly, Fox's ears perk up. He has heard you, and quickly swerves around, grabbing you in his left hand. "Who the hell are you?" he asks, angry. You can tell he's not at all pleased at you breaking into his room. Realizing you're in alot of trouble, you quickly explain your situation. Fox is obviously confused, having no idea what you're talking about. "So no one knows you are here, then?" Fox asks. "Umm, no?" you say. The second your words leave you mouth, you realize it probably wasn't the best answer. Suddenly Fox is grinning evilly. Laughing, he drops you on the bed and quickly pins you under his smelly, sweaty foot. "Looks like I've got myself a slave, eh? Now, what to do with you..."
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