# Ch.9: Casual reunion
Fortunately, or unfortunately for the foxes,
our professional murderers only required 3 hours of sleep,
and could soon relieve F1 of his duties.
G: Whoah! You almost crashed into that rock!
J: Go get some sleep Faber, we'll take over.
F1: Affirmative.
F1: I'm glad that you woke up, sirs.
J: Awww! The little fox likes to be owned? Go to the bunk before I spray you.
F1: Yes sir.
F1 left the bridge.
G>J: Why did you do that?
J: I don't want to babysit the idiots for all of eternity.
They better don't get used to being ordered around,
so I don't have to tell them to fucking breathe.
Z: You have a point.
G: Want some cookies?
J: WE DON'T HAVE TASTEBUDS! AND THE COOKIES COME FROM OUR BODY!
G: Is that a no?
The night was pretty uneventful.
Most of the sea monsters were scared away by the massive torpedo blasts,
while Zack took the time to replenish them by using materials from storage,
and synthesising more ONC explosives.
Later, It has morning. F6 had fallen off her bed, but didn't seem to notice.
J: Wakey wakey! Time for breakfast!
F2: Even Faber? How much did he sleep?
J: Six hours.
F5: It ain't that bad.
F4: Five more minutes...
A tentacle blew an airhorn on F4's face.
F4: AH! I'M UP I'M UP!
All the foxes woke up and got off their beds.
They didn't have to dress, so coming for breakfast took them even less.
F3: What's for breakfast?
Z: Rehydrated fruit and marshmallows.
F2: Wait, you're giving us candy?
J: No, marshmallow roots.
F2: What?
It's a plant. Look it up.
F6: This doesn't taste like marshmallows...
J: WRONG! This is what real marshmallows taste like.
Whatever twisted image of a marshmallow you have is FALSE.
F4: So caustic...
F1: I find them rather sweet.
F5: You mean the plant, or...
J: Depending on the answer, Faber or
Hold on, let me look up their names.
J: Finn will get an airhorn to his face.
F3: Didn't Faber compliment you?
J: I DON'T NEED YOUR COMPLIMENTS!
F5: And Finn?
J: I DON'T NEED YOUR CRITICISM EITHER!
F5: What a jerk.
J: Hey, catch this frisbee.
A tentacle threw a frisbee across the room.
F5: DAMN IT ALL!
Z: We will have a meeting at the library.
Faber can sleep some more if he wants to.
F1: I am fine, thank you.
F5 came back with the frisbee on his mouth.
A tentacle took it off.
F5: Anyways, what are we going to do now?
J: What do you have your huge ears for?
F3: They say they are for refrigeration, but mine get a bit too cold.
F3 was ordered to clean up the table after everyone finished.
After that, they went to the library and sat around a table.
G: Now, we're gonna discuss whatever we know.
F6: *Raises hand*
G: Yes, Freya?
F6: Can I go to the bathroom?
F2: Can I go too?
G: Anyone that wants to go to the bathroom can do so now.
A few minutes later...
G: Alright, are we ready?
F2: Yep!
J: Alright. Filbert, Frank,
we know for a fact that your minds are completely scrambled.
can you remember anything from before you were a fox?
F3: Let me think...
F5>J: No. That would be stupid.
J: Yet you remember drinking whisky. I also saw that you smoked cigars,
Stolen story; please report.
but you don't have the voice or lungs for that.
F5: That. Hmmm, I kinda feel like I did that.
F3: Imagine a fox smoking.
F6: Haha.
F4: Isn't that what the cool kids did at school?
J: You went to school?
F4: Yes?
J: But you don't know how to read?
F4: I-is that something that they teach you at school?
J: Well... Not necessarily. You get a pass.
F4: Phew.
J: Do you remember anything, Filbert?
F3: I don't know what I know.
J: You useless dog.
F2: But we're foxes!
J: Go fetch me the newspaper. It's on that shelf behind you.
F2 brought the newspaper to the table. On her mouth.
It was an old NYT newspaper from Halloween, 1927.
Z: Isn't that too old?
I'm not paying for the scans.
J: No. Now, what images do you recognize?
F4: I don't think I have seen those continents.
J: "I don't think" isn't useful.
F1: It says 'Clocks' right there.
J: That isn't an image.
F2: That man is wearing a funny suit!
J: At least you know what is a man.
F5: Those are some cigarretes. I prefer cigars.
G: They will destroy your lungs either ways.
F5: If so, why is it on the news?
Z: So you did get your news from a central body.
J: This newspaper is ancient. Back then smoking was considered a miracle cure.
Then they couldn't keep pretending it wasn't super toxic,
so they moved on to something else.
F4: Was the next thing less toxic?
J: No. Perhaps more.
F6: I think I saw someone wearing a coat like that.
F5: Do all human women look so stretched out?
G: No, the artist just drew her like that.
They kept discussing the images.
The foxes had a better chance of recognizing mundane things,
not tied to any specific culture or date.
Still, their knowledge was all over the place.
They then started looking at the 1991 Sears Wishbook.
G: Couldn't you have chosen anything more modern?
J: Nonsense! The 90's were the peak of humanity;
everything went downhill from there. Just look at that camera!
F2: Oh! The pages are in color!
G: Couldn't you have started with the catalog then?
J: I wanted to check if they knew The Times.
F2: Oh, a doll!
J: Aren't you too grown up to play with dolls?
F2: No?
G: If you behave well, I'll get you one.
F2: Yay!
F1: That is a house.
Z: Yes.
F1: What is "Christmas"?
J: *Jaw drops to floor*
They had a much worse time recognizing the items of the 90's.
It seemed like the boons of humanity had been lost.
J: Look at that Amiga! Four-thousand ninety-six colours! One megabyte of RAM!
Thirty-two! Fucking! Bits!
F6: I guess it looks kinda cool.
F5: I didn't understand a single word of what you said.
J: *INHALE*
F5: Oh fuck. O_O
J: Fine. There's no way you could have known.
My beloved...
Later, they started looking at this world's bestiary.
G: Alright, raise your hand if you have seen this creature.
The tentacles flipped the book and showed a fairy.
F3 and F5 raised their hands.
Then a robot. F5 raised his hand.
Then a supermutant. F1 and F4 raised their hands.
Then a dire wolf. Everyone but F6 raised their hands.
G: You haven't seen a dire wolf?
F6: No, nothing like it.
J: THEY WERE ON THE FUCKING ISLAND! EVERYWHERE!
They also spent some time discussing random things.
J: So, you know what an apple is, right?
F3: Yes.
J: But you don't know what is an onion.
F3: I think I have heard about them, but I haven't tried them.
J: And you have tried apples!?
F3: Um-
J: NO, YOU HAVEN'T! THERE WEREN'T ANY ON THE ISLAND!
Z: *ahem* It would be better if everyone was literate.
J: Yes, that's why we're at the library. Faber can teach you English.
F1: You mean Demi-
J: DO 30 PUSHUPS! NOW!
F1: Yes sir!
J: Now, Filbert. Can you teach multiplication, division,
addition and subtraction?
F3: Yes, yes, yes, yes.
J: Thank god! I don't think we'll need anything more complex than that.
F3: Can I teach them about matrices and calculus?
J: No.
F3: Awww...
G: You can keep teaching them if you have free time.
F3: Oh, alright.
J: Which you soon won't have.
F3: Awww...
They prepared for Faber to finish by bringing a blackboard and some chalk.
They spent the rest of the day teaching or getting taught.
F6: So, why are there four ways to write the same letter?
J: Well, the larger letters are easier to notice,
so you can focus on the important bits, and one style is easier to read,
while the other one is easier to write.
Some names are very similar to those of objects so it helps with that.
F6: That's a bit silly.
J: Hey! We aren't reinventing the wheel here!
After the classes, they were given some free
time to relax and explore the ship.
F2 was looking up some comics at the library.
F2: What's this? (OwO)
It was a porn magazine.
G: Hey! where did you get that?
F2: From the shelf?
J: Ah, I forgot. I was bored so I printed a bunch of them.
Man I miss having a human body.
F2: Can I read it?
G: Ugh, fine. Just don't leave a mess. And don't get pregnant either.
F2: How did that "pregnancy" thing work anyways?
F6, who was passing by, budged in.
F6: Oh I know. When two people love each other, a stork-
J: I was sure that I used ADULT souls.
F6: That's not how it works?
J: No! Does anyone here actually know where babies come from!?
F1: Negative.
F3: No.
F4: Huh?
F5: Didn't they come from the ground?
J: Free time dismissed! Everyone come to the library for sex ed!
They had some fun alright.