The Natural Predator pt 6.

After arriving home, Vixie carried a snoring Foxy up the stairs and placed her gently on the bed, kissing her goodnight. She then closed the bedroom door quietly and headed down to the kitchen table to sit and think.

" My daughter's going feral and I'm at a fork on the road..." She told herself, burying her face in her hands, her ears folded back, tail limply moving.

Foxy tossed and turned in her sleep, due to her occurring nightmare. She dreamed that she and her mother were being chased by an angry mob due to something she'd done, but she couldn't figure out what it was. After she tripped in the dream, the angry mob quickly closed in on her and Vixie, tying them both up onto stakes and setting them on fire.

She then woke up screaming, clutching her sheets in terror and jumping when Vixie rushed into her room.

" Foxy, Are you alright? did you have a nightmare? " she asked worryingly, hoping that nobody broke into her daughter's room.

" I dreamed that an angry mob was after us, I was so scared Mom! " Foxy sobbed.

Vixie climbed into the bed with Foxy and held her close to comfort her.

" I'll sleep here with you tonight, just in case it comes back, is that okay, Sweetie? " She asked Foxy, who nodded yes, her tear streaked face looking up at her.

Vixie pulled out some tissues and wiped Foxy's face clean, tossing them in the trash afterwards.

" I won't let anyone hurt my little girl, not while I'm still here! I promise you that, dear. " She told her.

Foxy smiled and buried her face into her mother's buxom chest, not caring that her mother's leather jacket felt rough against her face.

Vixie tussled Foxy's hair and turned off the bedroom lamp on the nightstand, snuggling into bed and drifted off to sleep, not minding that Foxy already drooled all over her chest.

The Next Morning.

Foxy woke up and carefully moved out of Vixie's embrace, crawling out of bed and heading out of her room to take a shower and brush her teeth.

" One little slip~ " She sang to herself as she washed her hair and fur, along with her tail.

After that was done, Foxy dried herself off and got dressed into her shirt and overalls, brushing her teeth afterwards.

She then made her way back to her room to wake up Vixie for her to start her day as well.

" Hey, Mom. wake up, It's morning! " She told her, shaking her gently.

Stirring in her sleep, Vixie growled and swatted Foxy's hand away, mumbling something about Buck Cluck.

An idea forming in her head, Foxy smirked evilly and shook her mother again to wake her up with a prank.

" Oh mom, Mr Cluck's at the door, I wouldn't want to keep him waiting. " She whispered in Vixie's ear, who jolted up and ran into the bathroom to freshen up, with Foxy resisting the urge to burst out laughing and ruining her prank.

Watching Vixie exit the bathroom, Foxy followed her as she made her way down stairs to answer the door, grinning ear to ear.

" Why Hello Buck, what brings- Wha? " Vixie said in confusion as she stared at the empty walkway in front of her, her cheery mood quickly fading to slightly miffed. " Foxy? this because of me pairing you and Chicken Little, isn't? " She guessed.

Foxy smirked and nodded her head, snapping her finger. " Yeah, and now we're even! "

" And now you're grounded Little Missy, You smell nice by the way. " Vixie commented, digging into the cabinets for some cereal.

" You too. " Foxy complimented back, happy that her prank went with out a hitch.

Setting the cereal, milk, and bowls on the table, Vixie poured them and gave a bowl to Foxy, who thanked her and dug in.

" So, what do you wanna do today? " She asked her mother.

" Well, I've got work today and you got kicked out of school for that condition you've got, Maybe we'll go to the mall after I get off of work, Are you going to be okay by yourself? " Vixie asked, unsure if she should leave Foxy by herself.

" Yeah, I'll be fine, Is it okay if Goosey comes over? " She asked Vixie.

" If her mother allows it, Foxy. I'll give her a call " She got up and went over to the kitchen phone, dialing Goosey's house number and waited for answer on the other line.

" Hello, Mrs Loosey? This is Vixie Dixie, I was wondering if Goosey could come over an-...Okay? bye to you too...Bitch. " She rolled her eyes as Goosey's mother hung up on her. " Word travels fast, Foxy. I'm guessing Goosey's mother don't want her hanging out with you...I'm so sorry, honey. " She apologized.

" It's fine mom, It's fine. " Foxy sniffled, tears rolling down her cheek.

" Hey, I'll check up on you during my lunchbreak okay? " Vixie kissed Foxy on the cheek and got her jumpsuit out of the closet. " I've got to go to work now, Make sure to lock the door after I leave, okay? ...And don't sneak out while I'm gone!" She warned, knowing that Foxy will do just that.

" Okay mom..." Foxy let out a depressed sigh.

" Try to cheer up honey, I hate seeing you like this...don't give up now. " With that, Vixie got her purse and waved goodbye to Foxy, closing the door behind her.

Watching her mother leave out of the kitchen window, Foxy finished her and Vixie's cereal and dumped the bowls and spoons in the sink.

Making her way up the stairs, She closed her bedroom door behind her and plopped down on her bed, crying herself to sleep.

Hours later, Foxy sulkily got up from her bed to use the restroom and dry her face, Until a idea popped into her head. Sure, she'll lose her mother's trust if she did this, but she wanted to see Goosey. Feral or not, she's still her bestfriend.

With renewed pep in her step, Foxy got out of the bathroom and grabbed her backpack and stuffed it with her baseball and bat, snacks from the fridge and cabinet, and a Chicken Little plush...that may have been the reason why her mother was making fun of her and her strange feelings for the little dweeb.

" When me and mom do a garage sale, You're the first thing that's going! " She threatened the doll, flipping it off and punching it against the wall.

Opening one of her bedroom windows, Foxy strapped on her backpack and carefully crawled out the window, making sure to close it with her free hand.

Using her weight to her advantage, Foxy let go of the window sill and jumped down to the bushes below, landing on her feet and almost twisted her ankle after the fall.

" If Goosey's not allowed to hang with me, then I'm going to her! " Foxy popped her neck and ankles and started her stealth mission to infiltrate Goosey's house.