Why do I Exist

Episode Two

*Casik P.O.V*

After I had dropped Alex off at his house I decided to pull out his wrap sheet.

'Alex Irontail
Age: 17
Species: Red Fox
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Classified

Information: Alex Irontail, is a current resident of San Francisco's suburban area. He has committed one crime and has spent his time doing community service.'

I pulled out a pen and wrote down that he attempted suicide. As I closed the file I looked over to see him perfectly on the second floor from my house. He looked so peaceful.

'What are you dreaming about Alex' I thought as I got ready for bed.

*Alex P.O.V*

I slowly woke up to see my older brother Scott staring at me. I laid my ears back as he shook his head.

"I'm going out for a few hours. I don't want you to do anything stupid" he said before walking away.

I just laid in bed until I heard his Honda lawnmower start up and leave. After ten minutes I decided to go to the garage and work on my own car. I got up and went to my dresser. Once there I pulled out a black muscle shirt and blue jeans. After I was dressed I walked into the garage and opened the door. I turned around and saw my 'Blue Angel' a 1963 Chevy Impala SS. As I grabbed my socket set I rolled under the car and went to work on fixing the transmission.

*Casik*
I woke up and head a badly modified car leave from Alex's house. And now that I was up I made myself some breakfast which was: sausage, bacon, biscuits that I get sent to me from the East coast, and eggs. As I finished making breakfast I looked out the window at Alex's house. Yes I had my kitchen put towards the road. I noticed a car I've never seen before in the garage and decided to go see whose it was. And in case Alex was up I packed him some breakfast. As I left my house and stepped on to his drive way I heard the loudest shout ever.
"Son of a Bitch."

*Alex*
I had found the problem in the transmission shaft. It was a 5/16th bolt loose. As I tightened the bolt up the whole front part of the shaft landed on the ground.

"Son of a Bitch" I shouted.

"Working hard are we?" asked a voice.

I looked out when were I was laying on my little wheel bench and I see Casik staring at me.

"Yeah. Transmission been fucked up for a month I just got under here to look at it" I said.

I heard shuffling and soon Casik was beside me.

"A suicide victim working on a car. That's new" he said.

I lightly punched his arm as he held the shaft in place. I took my socket off my chest and tightened the shaft holding bolt back into place. After that we got out from under the car and cleaned our hands.

"Here this is for you" Casik said handing me a container of food.

"Breakfast" I said.

"Yeah thought you might be hungry after your brother left."

I laughed at him as I began to eat.

'Am I falling in love with a police officer' I thought as I took another bit of the delicious food.