Back at the Command Deck…

Peppy was finished with his third cup of coffee to help out ROB with the travel to the gang’s secret hideaway vacation spot.

“The others are sure going to like this” assured Peppy.

“There seems to be a problem with your theory” mentioned ROB

“Oh and what would that be?” asked Peppy

“Slippy is not here with us.  What is the possibility that he is traveling back to the Great Fox and doesn’t find us in the usual coordinates?” spoke ROB in his monotone voice.

“Don’t fret ROB.  I already sent out the message to Slippy’s on board computer.  The next time Slippy activates his Arwing, that message will appear on his screen telling him the scientific coordinates.  A precaution I took to ensure that no one other than Slippy can figure out that equation to know exactly where we are” explained Peppy with a cheery tone.  Within several hours, the Great Fox arrived at the secret beach house on the un-named planet.  This planet was lush with plant life as well as crystal clear and clean water.  The Great Fox landed on a large metallic landing pad which was about 100 feet from the beach house.

Peppy wiped his forehead. “We should ask General Pepper for a Gate Warper to get us to where we need to faster” sighed Peppy with exhaustion.

“Should I sound the morning alarm sir?” requested Rob.

Peppy shook his head.  “Let’s not disturb them ROB.  They deserve some R&R.” answered Peppy as he glanced out at the scenery before him.  “This place just keeps getting more beautiful with each visit” Peppy said humbly.

With Fox and Krystal…

They were still slumbering away.  The window to Krystal’s room was closed by a small metallic window door so no light could get in while she was sleeping.  A new invention that Slippy made that everyone wanted on the ship so they didn’t get irritated by the sunlight when they had to wake up.  Both were sleeping quite happily.  As Krystal was dreaming, she moved her head up to Fox’s neck and seemed more comfortable sleeping position then the last one.  Fox, while sleeping, took his right arm and brought Krystal closer to him so they each could stay warm together.

Several Hours Later…

Fox opened his eyes and looked at the clock on Krystal’s nightstand.  He noticed that the time the clock was displaying was at 9:25 am.  Fox remembered that Peppy woke everyone up at 7:30 sharp.  The last time everyone wasn’t woken up at 7:30 am was when Peppy made a surprise vacation spot to the beach house.  Fox smiled and chuckled.

“Krystal is sure going to like this place” he whispered.  “Sure she hasn’t been here out of the times she spent with us because we have stayed at various places for R&R, but this place is going to be her number one favorite.” Finished Fox as he was able to see the faint outline of Krystal and gave her a long, passionate kiss on the top of her head.

“I’ll wait for her to get up so I could see the expression on her face” Fox chuckled as he dozed back off to sleep.

With Falco…

Falco was dead asleep drooling on his pillow.  One can only predict what this falcon was dreaming of.

“Mmmh…no mom…school is…done…make…waffles…extra crispy…pecans…blueberry…syrup” muttered the slumbering avian.  At this particular point, Falco was chewing on his pillow mistaking it to be some type of baked treat.  Falco’s pillow now had several sharp triangular bite marks in them.  When Falco woke up from his slumber, he looked at his pillow and smacked his forehead.

“No more double mocha milkshakes before bed” Falco muttered grumpily.  He got up and reached for his closet to pull out a spare pillow.  He set it back down onto his bed and tossed away the bitten pillow.  Falco then went back to sleep and trying not to dream about food.

With Peppy and ROB…

They were busy cleaning out the beach house of the dust.  ROB was taking care of vacuuming all the dust in the house from extracting every dust particle from all the rugs, beds, under the beds, nightstands, tables, bathrooms, closets and any other place that can pick up dust.  This would have made ROB close to bursting from all the dust but ROB used a special device within his robotic body to convert dust into fresh clean cut air.  Peppy was busy cleaning the house to make it spotless.  Too bad for Peppy that there were more than 10 rooms in the beach house to clean.

“Good thing Slippy made this for such an occasion” said Peppy as he took out a small box from his pocket and laid it down on the floor. He then grabbed ROB and ran out of the house and both took cover on a nearby log on the beach.  Peppy covered his ears.

”3…2…1…FIRE IN THE HOLE” Shouted Peppy as a large explosion-like sound was heard.  When everything settled down, Peppy re-entered the premises, the house was all sparking clean and even the hard wood floors, and tile floors were waxed to perfection.

“Talk about putting elbow grease into something” Chuckled Peppy with delight.

“Sensors indicate vicinity is 100% dust free and bacteria free” added ROB.

“Now that the house is clean we can enjoy our vacation” mentioned Peppy with an optimistic tone.