This choice: Ends up at a sumo planet • Go Back...Chapter #4Ends up at a sumo planet by: Unknown "Boys, we've got a new mission. Code 3. Debrief in my office in five minutes."
As Peppy's voice broke out over the Great Fox's loudspeaker, Fox and Krystal both swore under their breath. It had only been two days since Fox and Falco got back from a tougher-than-necessary mission to the Fifth Galaxy Division, where a small band of rebels who had taken it upon themselves to deify Andross had decided to raise some hell. While the two fighters made short work if their targets, it had taken three days longer than necessary. The dogfight was easy, but once the rebels realized they were severely outmatched, they took hostages and holed up in the first apartment they could find, paying dozens of residents to fight off any intruders. Of course, McCloud and Lombardi were able to take care of business, but securing the hostages was a tough deal. Fox was still aching and a bit overtired, and had been relaxing with Krystal when the call came out.
"I can't believe Peppy's calling you back out already," Krystal pouted.
"Trust me, I'm not happy about this one, either. But Code 3s are simple escort missions. I can probably set my autopilot and sleep the whole way there. If I'm not back in two days, I'll drop you a line. Otherwise, we'll be fine."
Fox gave Krystal a hug and a quick peck on the mouth before he grabbed his jacket and went to the debrief. Just as he expected, it was an easy mission. A young, rich lynx wanted an escort party from her college on Stardenia back home to Sunomio for spring break. She was a daddy's girl, and daddy had offered Team Fox three months' usual pay for this one mission.
It was all formality from there. Fox, Falco, Slippy and ROB headed out and got to Stardenia in a few hours. Once there, the four met the girl and drew straws to see who'd get to sleep and who had to keep watch at what time as they prepped their autopilots. Fox won some well-deserved sleep, and didn't notice a minor but glaring typo as he typed "Sumomio" into his onboard computer. As the ships lifted into space, he drifted into dreamland, and the rest of the team didn't notice as his ship slowly but surely fell out of rotation and started veering out wide left.
Fox awoke hours later, finally recovered from his previous journey, just as he entered Sumomio's atmosphere. As the ship drifted closer to the ground, Fox realized his team was nowhere to be found. As it taxied around an entry point to the planet, he realized this wasn't Sunomio. But he didn't truly realize the severity of the situation until he climbed out of his ship and right into the waiting arms of two very large lions in rubber jumpsuits.
As the two felines started to carry the vulpine into an imposing-looking immigration room, he determined that something was very, very wrong. Glancing left and right at his captors, he was taken aback. The rubber jumpsuits, one red and one blue, strained to retain what must have been 650 pounds of hefty big cat each. In doing so, he didn't notice a looming round slide dropping at a diagonal angle into the floor. Which made it a real shock when they dropped him right into it.
McCloud yelled as he quickly rode the decline, again when he was hit by a cold clear spray that dissolved his clothing, and a third time when his decline was suddenly halted as he fell directly into an orange and black jumpsuit, much like the ones his captor lions were wearing. Just as quickly as the slide started, though, it suddenly halted, and Fox found himself in a ten-foot by ten-foot room with a massive TV screen in front of him. It jumped awake, and as its image came into view, Fox found himself face-to-face with a massive tabby cat. Easily pushing a full ton, the cat wore a golden jumpsuit much like Fox and the lions did.
"Hello, and welcome to Sumomia!", the cat began. "We're glad that you've decided to visit our wonderful planet. My name is King Anthony the Eighth. 150 years ago, my great-great grandparents, starved and delirious, managed to escape the infamous Ryat War, landing on this planet as its first residents. Planting the last of their seeds and praying for a fertile climate, they were the first of many to discover just how special this planet's atmosphere is. Those first plants came to fruition in only three days, and what's more, the harvests were more bountiful than ever seen before - with the caveat that their nutritional values and the natural air combined to overload the average body's metabolism. After one week, my starving ancestors had gained ten pounds - in a month, they'd gone from evacuated to overweight.
In the time since, Sumomia has become a celebration of everything fat. We're global champions of sumo wrestling and one of the largest exporters of food to struggling planets in the universe. We're proud of our global weight in the market and flaunt it accordingly.
Of course, you're here because our body scanners upon entry found you aren't nearly close to our planetary standard weight. We require all residents to have body weight percentages of at least 40 percent, though the more the merrier. I, personally, hold the record, at 1,942 pounds and a percentage of 97.8. You will not be allowed to leave your current room until you meet this mandate. You have two options, as such: voluntary gain or involuntary." As he said the second, Anthony's face contorted just the slightest bit.
"We hope you make the right decision to respect our heritage. Once again, welcome to Sumomia, and we hope you have the time of your life here!"
As Anthony's face left the screen, two options came up on the screen, which Fox walked up to. The two buttons simply said :) and :(. A timer began counting down from 30 seconds.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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