Never Fully Gone (A Straight Furry Story)

Thanksgiving Part 3

Still very bloated from last nights feast at the casino I made my way out to my pickup, carrying the duffel bag of clothes and toiletries I brought along with me, ready to spend a few days with my dad. ''It was wonderful to see you again Jupe! I will see you again at Christmas! Now, enjoy your time with your dad.'' My mom said, giving me a tight hug and the pair of sunglasses I pointed out yesterday. ''Hahaha, I knew you hid those somewhere!'' I say, laughing as I return the hug. ''Thanks mom.'' I quickly put them on and looked at myself in the reflection of my phone. I have to admit, these glasses look like they were made for me, and feel like it too. Without wasting anymore time I jumped in the truck and headed off towards my padre's house. Thankfully traffic was very steady, and it took about 50 minutes to get to my destination. His house isn't anything super fancy, but it is a bit larger than my mom's, and I guess he even has a grounds crew. Obviously he found a pretty decent job. Either that or he started selling drugs, and to be honest, that wouldn't be too bad of a profession. Anyways, I roll up and am greeted with the largest smile I have ever seen, making me think maybe he is a real estate agent. ''Jupiter! I am so glad you were able to make it! No problems on the way over I suppose? Those glasses look amazing on you!'' ''Hey there dad! I am happy to be here! And you are correct about not having any issues, in fact, it was the easiest travel I have ever experience! And thank you.'' ''Good to hear! I'm surprised your brother isn't out here.'' ''I'm not. I didn't expect him to be super thrilled about me visiting, especially considering that he doesn't even text me back. But that's whatever.'' ''Grab your stuff and come inside, visit for a while.'' ''Planning on it.'' So I grabbed my stuff off the passenger seat and headed inside. My dad is a blue and black walrus that likes quiet music, going the speed limit, and following all the rules. Which is probably why I take from myself, a crazy party animal that loves to go fast and be a little rebel. I was kidding about him being a walrus btw, he is actually an otter (don't ask me how a Dalmatian and an otter get together and make a wolf. This is a fantasy story about furries, I can do whatever I want, screw science) but everything else is still correct. His name is Ryan, but he'll more commonly be known as dad. I went inside, threw my stuff in the guest room, and made my way around the property. I started with the house, going through the rooms and hallways, looking at pictures and anything else I can find that looks interesting. I found my brother in his bedroom upstairs playing video games, so I talked with him for a little bit to see how his life had been. ''Shit.'' ''Wait, what? Why?'' ''Because dad is always at work, my friends all have girlfriends or boyfriends that they're always are with, and I am stuck here doing nothing because I don't have my license!'' ''You only have a few more years until you get it, then you'll realize how special that freedom is and everything will get better.'' ''I don't know why you're talking to me, but I'm fine. I don't need your company.'' ''Are you sure because that sounds like the issue.'' He looks at his paws, looks up and says, ''I'm not sure anymore. I just want to be left alone.'' And with that I made my way down the stairs and out back, looking at the floor the whole time, when I looked up I saw a massive dirt bike track! ''No shit! Dad had something built for a kid that doesn't even ride?'' Next thing I explored was the shed, and that is where discoveries are made, right? I opened the door and was hit by the smell of engines and metal. ''Yes!!'' I squealed with excitement as I saw my 2013 Yamaha YZ250z on the far side. Without wanting to do anything else I called my dad and told him I was going into town and would be back in a little bit. ''Alright, just don't be too long.'' ''It shouldn't take more than a couple hours.'' And I headed off to buy some racing clothes and protective gear, while also mentally preparing myself for the sick nasty shredding I was going to do when I got back.

I am sorry that it took me so long to get another chapter out. For some reason I am having issues finding motivavtion, but I will work to continue publishing these. I extended the length of this chapter a little bit to make up for the time that I wasn't writing. See you in the next chapter!