Sly Fox (Diane Foxington x Original Character)

Chapter 2 - Going "Good"

Third Person Perspective
Wednesday, 13/07/2022
L.A. Event Hall, Los Angeles, California, USA

Tiffany Fluffit, the Channel 6 Action News reporter, stood outside the event hall with the front steps on her left as the Bad Guys and a new accomplice were being escorted down the stairs.

"The Bad Guys go bust. The nefarious fivesome, with the addition of a red-furred accomplice, has finally been captured. And I, Tiffany Fluffit, am first on the scene." She stated triumphantly, grinning at the camera.

"Wow. You know, I- I just realized that I have devoted my entire adult life to putting you in jail." Misty said to Wolf as she escorted him and Swift down the front stairs. "The fact that I did it on the night you were training up your recruit as well makes it even better!" She exclaimed, slapping Swift hard on the back and making him wince in pain. "But what am I gonna do now with you locked up? Without you, who am I?" She stopped talking for a second as she walked past Governor Diane, who was trying to tame the hordes of the press trying to interview her and Professor Marmalade. Swift bowed his head in shame as they walked past, which Wolf took notice of. He grinned and got a little twinkle in his eye as a plan started to form in his head. "Ah, I'm just kidding. This is the best moment of my life! It's the end of the Bad Guys."

The rest of the crew struggled as they were thrown into the back of a police truck, Misty marveling at her work and giving Wolf just enough time to escape her grasp. "Hey-!"

"Wolf, what the hell are you doing?" Swift asked as Misty spun him around when she turned around.

"Excuse me!" He called out, walking a few steps away from Misty as the crowd gasped in shock. "Sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to congratulate the governor here. I got to say, you really got us pegged." As Wolf spoke, every pair of eyes in the vicinity was focused on him. "We're just a deep well of anger and self-loathing." Wolf stopped, clearly planning to go somewhere with this little rant.

"Denial," Diane added, glaring down at Wolf.

"Sure. That, too-"

"Narcissism." She added, starting to walk back and forth on the spot. Wolf agreed, making her smirk a little. "Emotional emptiness."

"So we're on the same page." Wolf interrupted, earning the faintest of chuckles from Diane.

"What are you doing, Wolf...?" Swift asked in a half-whisper, his eyes darting from Wolf to Diane as they conversed.

"Sadly, we were never given a chance to be anything more than second-rate criminals." He took a step towards Swift, grabbing him by the shoulder and yanking the fox towards him to present him to Diane. "Like this kid here. I mean, look at him. Clear to me that he didn't get a good education, or a stable job he could keep, or... welfare money to pay the rent on his house." He leaned in and sniffed Swift for a second before revolting back, scrunching his snout up as if he had just smelled something so vile that it made him want to throw up. "Or good washing detergent, for that matter... If only there was someone who could guide us to betterment; help the flower of goodness inside us blossom. Some icon of love and forgiveness, like, uh, I don't know, Mother Teresa. But, I suppose the best thing is to just throw us in jail for the rest of our hopeless lives, being forever doomed to stay Bad Guys."

"Yeah, that's the plan," Misty said snarkily, grabbing both the wolf and fox by their shoulders and turning them around, marching them both toward the police truck with a triumphant grin on her face.

She picked the two up and tried to force them into the van, but they both planted their feet on the doorframe and resisted. "Wait, wait, wait! No, no- no!"

"Wait!" Professor Marmalade shouted, making Misty freeze just before she was able to throw Wolf and Swift into the back of the truck.

"Uh, beg... Beg pardon?" Misty asked, looking at the guinea pig philanthropist before her with a bewildered expression.