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Pippi     A few weeks ago, Pippi had brought home a tiny bundle of gray tabby fuzz that she named Christmas -- in fact, saving Christmas. Thanks to the intervention of a friendly burgershop owner, Christmas had been gifted a collar with a bell, a few toys, kitten chow and some replacement milk, along with one of those balls with the noisemakers inside of it that tend to scream in the middle of the night before making hilarious squeaky fart noises.

    This is what Pippi is currently playing with, tail wagging as she stares up at the ceiling while laying on the information desk in the front hall, floor sweeping quite forgotten as she hums, cheerily.
Alopex     Since the holidays, Alopex had been starting to rummage around wherever to try and get things for the Foxden that she figured could be useful. By this time she had managed to find a well-worn-in couch, an older box tv, even a DVD player, but today was a pretty big haul, and why she had probably wanted the front area swept. Thanks to cover of night, and a -lot- of finangling through the gardens outside.

    There's a pretty loud -thump- near the door and the sound of a pretty squeaky wheel on an older dolly. Upon said dolly is a much LARGER cardboard box that has no real clear indication of what may be inside.. "Piiiippi, can you give me a hand?" She is not aware of the non-swept area, nor the location of phuzzy mcphuzzerson, aka: Christmas.
Pippi     WAUUGH wah wauhgh wauh Aheegh!

    Pippi had rummaged as well. Mr. Bones -- the skeleton -- was now luau-ready with a hawaiian shirt, panama hat, and several plastic leis. His oversized novelty sunglasses do indeed announce that it is party time.

    Pippi pauses her playful tossing of the ball, the gray tabby kitten's ears pricking up, and then her whole body POOFing before she hides under the desk at the THUMP

    Pippi hops off the desk and makes her way to the front door, pulling it open.

    "PEX!" she greets, her tail wagging brightly before she looks at the dolly. And she looks at the box.

    "Why didn't you say you needed a hand?" she inquires, her head tilting before she leans down.

    She braces herself.

    ... and she picks the whole thing up. Box. Dolly. Fox if she's not paying attention.
Alopex     "Because I wanted to make sure no one was around when I brou-ACK!"

    It would appear, that dog did indeed pick up box, dolly, and fox. Pex digs in and holds on for dear life if only since she isn't sure which way the pup may turn and she doesn't want to end up finding a wall rather than the floor. "Head to the room we've been putting our food in!" she calls, knowing there are two outlets in there, and this was going to plug into one of them.
Pippi     "Welcome to the doggo train!" Pippi says, pulling carefully into the larger room, turning, and beginning to walk with Alopex now at the front. "Next stop: Food storage!" she cheerily adds and hups. Her tail gives a happy wag, content to be helpful and giving a hand.

    Christmas follows afterwards, curiously.

    The door is left open, unless the fox decides to close it.
Alopex     Pex -does- manage to get the door closed with a hind paw as the box, and as a result the rest of the world, spins a bit. Still uncertain of where everyone is under said box, she just stays put, claws dug into cardboard, waiting. "Just warn me before you put it down!"
Pippi     Trompt romp tromp. The box goes dooting along as Pippi walks, the whole thing just held up as she (with great care) (slowly) navigates the hallway to the storage room they had been using for their dry goods. It's a bit of a squeeze to get through the door, but she does so.

    "Third floor, food storage! Going down!" she chipperly says, giving Alopex the chance to unload herself!
Alopex     "Thank you!" box-fox says before taking a look around, makes absolutley sure that there are no paws or grey fuzz where she's headed, and then hops off the box. Once down, she helps nudge the tall box to where it needs to go, "Alright, set it down, here. Should be able to reach the outlet.."
Pippi     One box set, coming up. The dimunitive canine sets the box down with no effort or strain on her part, and then, as if seeing it for the first time... reaches up and pokes at it.

    "So, what's in the box?" she questions, and then snaps her fingers. "ALSO! I have a question once my question is no longer a question!... I think."
Alopex     A small smile is given both the pup and the curious kitten once she's spotted, if she's spotted. "Well, I figured it would be fun for you to open it. Think of it like a late Christmas present or maybe a gift for new years. Either or!"

    Pex takes a few steps back, leaning against a chair that was in the room. "Go ahead and open it, however you like. Just don't damage what's inside, that's all I ask. I had to pull some strings to get this here."
Pippi     Christmas is also poking at the box curiously.

    Pippi purses her lips, her head tilting again before she circles around the box curiously, her tail wagging as she pokes at the box again and she takes a deep breath.

    "Did Zisel help?" she questions, tail wagging again (at the thought of the Bacon Commander) and she goes to open the box with ZEAL.

    And it almost tips over. But she catches it, rights it, looks embarrassed, and then more carefully pulls the cardboard
Alopex     The cardboard is opened, torn, ripped, and peeled away. "Maybe.." is the only response Pippi gets to if Zisel helped. It is POSSIBLE. As the layers fall away, there is something very big, and very metal inside. There's a word on the front if it: Frigidare.

    "I figure, we have a lot of dry food but it'd be nice to keep, you know, more things, here. This gets one of the outlets and the other one will probably be a microwave or get traded out for whatever we need in the moment." This, of course, means one of them needs to know how to cook. . . Somewhere in the curio there IS a cookbook that the fox brought in. Practice would follow, eventually.
Pippi     "EEEEEEEEEEE! It's a..." Pippi pauses, and her ears go back, she looks at the word. "Fr... frii.. it's a fridge! It's what it says, right?" she states, proud, her tail wagging as she catches the first few letters before giving up. "Nice! Now we can ... we can get frozen pizzas! And peas and carrots!" she grins, and picks up Christmas, stroking the kitten gently (with surprising gentleness, considering she lugged a fridge in over her shoulder).
Alopex     Close enough, "It is indeed. I've been wanting to get one in here for a little while but the chance really hadn't presented itself. Luck found me a few days ago and, well," she pats the front of the machine, "We now have a fridge," she announces before reaching for the cord. "Now lets hope the fuses in here don't..."

    She caaaarefully puts the plug in the socket. The lights flicker for a moment and then.... The fridge starts to hum. "Trip. Success!"
Pippi     "Why would the fuses trip?" Pippi asks curiously. Her head tilts. One ear perks up, Her whiskers quake a moment. "... they don't have legs, Pex."
Alopex     That causes the fox to pause for a moment, smile, "Well, if they -did- trip, the lights wouldn't have stayed on. Since they're still on, we're in good shape! I think we just have to make sure not to run everything all at once." Now, she fully turns to Pup and Cat.

    "Now that that's out of the way.. how's our little-est resident doing?"
Pippi     "She's doing all right! She played with the squeaky ball that Zisel gave us until she got bored with it, and then I took a turn for a while and she kinda coughed up a wad of hair and it was /totally/ gross but I cleaned it up and tossed it in the trash and even moved the trash to the back because of the hairball and then she decided she was going to be all cute and" and Pippi holds her hands up, batting at the air, "'Oh look Pippi I'm just so adorable!' and then she was all--" and Pippi's hands curl "'Ah ha now I have you! Grr grr!' and she got my nose a bit but it's okay because it didn't hurt that much." Pippi states, one ear flicking before she turns back up to Pex. "Thanks for letting me keep her, ALopex. ... I couldn't leave her in the cold."
Alopex     This was... too adorable. Pippi mimicing Christmas was just too cute to deal with. It's probably why she's smiling as brightly as she is right now. "It sounds like you both had a good day," she notes before sending her gaze out toward the front hall, "Though I think you forgot something," she notes before glancing back, "But it can wait, really. I don't think we'll be having any guests very soon, so, no harm, no foul."

    As for Christmas, "Mm.. I think we both know how it can feel being cold and alone, Pippi. I wouldn't wish that on anyone or anything. And, as you said, the Red Ninja may have led you both to each other. Who am I to get in the way such a thing?"
Pippi     "... oh. Sweeping?" the ears go down, and Pippi looks ashamed. Like, knocked over the trash and dug through it ashamed. She shifts her weight uncomfortably, and gives a small huff of a breath as she rubs the back of her head. "I'm... I'm sorry Pex. I'll sweep it before I do my cool downs?" she states, her tail giving a brief wag."
Alopex     "As I said, no harm, no foul, but yes, that would be a good time to do it." Thought. "Were you going to start soon?" It's not that she's rushing Pippi, it was that she hadn't actually gone through her own regiment for the day. Unless you included somehow managing to get a refridgerator to their front door on a dolly half it's size. "I could see how you have been doing."
Pippi     Pippi's ears go up. Her tail wags, and she gives a bright nod. "Yeah! I've been practicing! 'Cause you said that the red ninja and his eight ninja reindeer mutants are always looking for help, so I'm gonna become the best darn ninja dog /EVER/ and I'm gonna help distribute gifts to everyone!" she excitedly replies, CHristmas-the-holiday still on her mind as she reaches up from her shoulder, gently pulls Christmas-the-cat down, and sets her to thef loor. The cat meows with adorable indignance.

    "Should I go get the jo?"
Alopex     Pex kneels down to give the kitten a light petting, if allowed, then glances up to Pippi, "That would be ideal. I'd rather not have an encounter with Stick if I can help it," she muses before gently trying to lift the kitten. "Lets put you somewhere safe while me and Pippi train, hmm?"
Pippi     The gray tabby arches her back into pettings, giving a rumbly, happy purr, and then she's lifted up as Pippi turns and scurries to grab the short training staves. She also changes from her "I 8 N Y" Teeshirt to a plain blue one that's been stitched a little better around her lean body, to prevent grabbing.

    She leaned that one after a close encounter of the 'oh my gosh what is that thing?!' kind with a certain dragon named Bahamut... not that she's going to admit she got THAT lost.

    She heads out to the main area, a pair of short staves in hands.
Alopex     With kittykit tucked away somewhere safe, that is, around her toys and litterbox, Alopex wanders out to the main area with only a light top and trunks. Nothing more. The Tentetsutou is set down on the side of the area as she wasn't going to fight Pippi with the blade. Not yet. Once in the main area, the fox turns to Pippi, palm to fist, and gives a bow.
Pippi     Pippi does somewhat like the regularity of practice. It gave her something physical to concentrate on. And times like those were times when her busy mind was at peace.

    She's set one jo staff on the side, the other hend at her side as she sets it in front of her feet. She exhales, and as Alopex meets her, palm to fist, Pippi at first mirrors the palm -- then corrects it to the right hand -- and gives a box as well -- /without/ lowering her eyes to the floor. Neevah lowah your eyes to an enemy!

    Pippi's face turns a bit more serious, focused. She wants to do well.
Alopex     It was good to see that one of Pippi's earliest lessons has been kept so long. Never look away. "Good, good," she compliments, standing fully before assuming one stance of many. A fist out ahead of her, the other to her side, legs in similar placements. Her own eyes narrow, far more serious now than a moment earlier.

        "When you're ready."
Pippi     The canine pauses, dropping low into a ready stance as she picks up the jo and gives it a practice swing, holding it like she would her crowbar. Her moves are unpolished, but effective -- somewhat because she still has issues pulling her strength in fights.

    So the first would-be strike has the staff whistling in the air as she uses that massive reserve of strength to bring it down!
Alopex     These spars were as much training for Pippi as they were for Alopex. For her, a spar with someone with such overwhelming strength gave her -very- clear motivation to not be struck. It also allowed her to learn how to best counter such strength that was found in certain mutants that she had run into, in the past. Not recently, thankfully, but better to be prepared for -those- two then not. Pippi was already well on her way to having more finess then both of them combined.

    Idle thoughts aside, the fox leaps to her left, not wanting to be on the receiving end of a concussion, before darting forward, low, looking for an opening for a sweep or strike to the shin, as she passes by.
Pippi     It helps that Pippi was athletic, attentive, and agile... and small.

    CRACK! The jo hits the floor, shaking in Pippi's grasp as her feet are taken out from underneath her. Pippi back-shoulder rolls out of the knock down, bringing her staff up in a defensive posture before huffing out through her nose.

    "Hey, can I keep a parakeet?" she questions, almost out of the blue as she tries to sweep Alopex's leg in return, trying to get the end of her staff behind the fox's ankle and pulling forward.
Alopex     The question, so out of the blue, actually gets Alopex to pause, "A para-" WHUMP. Yep. That's a Pex. on her back. Stunned at what just happened. "Well. That happened." And yes, that is absolutley a compliment. A breath is taken in, she kips up, and she's all smiles, "One pet at a time, Pippi," the fox suggests before settling back into the stance from a moment earlier.

        "Again."
Pippi     Pippi looks as surprised as Pex at the blow landing, and taking the fox off her feet. She takes a step back, and bounces from one foot to the next with a bright grin. She spins the jo over her shoulders, showing off a moment as she adjusts her weight, and then goes in to feint at the other leg, and instead gives a quick reverse of her hands to trya nd 'love tap' Alopex's side.

    "What about a single keet?"
Alopex     It seems... that maybe... JUST MAYBE... Pippi has found a tactic that is -working-. She reads the feint, ready to move out of the way, only for her ears to swivel toward the follow up question, a questioning tone only managing to get out "Single ke-" before *THUMP* Stumble, stagger.

    Pause. Stare. Welp. At this point, Pippi is batting a thousand, isn't she?! By this point she's actually laughing, and taking it pretty well in stride. "Alright alright," she says, hands up a moment, before taking the same stance again, eyes closed, deep breath, then a gaze straight at Pippi.

        "Again."
Pippi     Yes. Distract the fox with jokes because pretty soon there's a flash of reddish somewhere up in the rafters.

    And it's not a right jolly old elf either.

    Pippi meanwhile is focused on the task at hand -- distract the fox -- and she pushes forward. This time she mixes it up -- she goes in with an elbow blow first, trying to steer Alopex to the side where she brings the jo staff down to tap at her foot and then bring the point rapidly up to try and tap at Alopex's chin. She's being very, very careful to not push too much strength into the delicate move.
Alopex     Reddish? Oblivious. By now, with the two successes that Pippi's had, Alopex has set her focus fully on the pup, and perhaps too much. Still, as she moves to defend, Pippi's elbow would strike Alopex's paw to block before taking a step back, leaning back, mostly avoiding the assault but the jo does swipe fur, but doesn't land a solid blow. In response, Alopex steps forward, then surges upward, knee first, looking to apply it to the canine's lower jaw. She'd follow up with her form twisting, the opposite leg coming over just as the paw under the knee strike touches the ground.
Pippi     The blow misses, but Pippi's still in control!

    ... and then Pippi is not in control! CLONK! The blow to her jaw. THere's a soft click as her teeth jar.

    Pippi's head snaps backwards, ears whipping back as she teeters, and she drops the jo.

    She reaches up to grab the oncoming leg.

    And she attempts something akin to an Irish Whip manuver -- and attempts to throw Pex.

    /Gently/.
Alopex     When the leg is caught, the fox's eyes widen. Well then. Pippi's reflexes have improved faster than she had anticipated. Once thrown, Alopex curls into a ball before she hits the ground, rolls, and then sliiiiides, paws and claws scraping along the ground. Once she has traction, she stands and gives another bow, similar to the one earlier. "Pippi, you have improved -immensely-. How much have you been training? ... and where?" She didn't feel like she had seen Pippi training that much in the Curio, but she could be wrong.
Pippi     Pippi gives a grin, and she sits. Her smile turns sad.

    "... in the pound. They... ah... saw potential." she rubs the back of her head an moment, as if embarrassed. "... and I started to watch videos. And try to move like they do. So it's kinda Pippi see, Pippi do?"
Alopex     The fox's face hardens a little, she storms up, and then she just applies a very firm hug to Pippi before pulling back a little, "Experience is worth a lot, Pippi. We can spar like this for hours, but true and actual experience is worth far, far more. Look to the positive, and cast away the negative, Pippi. I underestimated you, and I apologize for that."
Pippi     "... I just... I don't like fighting. I was always taught that it was bad to bite, even if your ears got pulled or they were sticking their fingers in your mouth... but I got so tired of..." she shifts her weight again, and Pippi's dark eyes settle on Alopex's.

    "... but I want to help people. So... I'll fight, but only to be good."
Alopex     An affirmative nod is Alopex's initial response. "That's what is best. If there is a common thread among all martial arts, Pippi, it is to defend one's self and those that can't defend themselves. You've learned a very important lesson before I could even tell it to you." And that gets a ruffle of the pup's head, "Well done, Pippi. Very well done. I'll have to start being a little more intense. Maybe even pick up the sword, hmm?" Smirk.
Pippi     Pippi's ears go back and her eyes go wide.

    ... and then a red maccaw lands on her head.

    "Arr! Shiver me timbers!"
Alopex     A blink, again, "What... too much? she asks before, suddenly, Pirate Parrot. Another blink. Sllloooow head tilt. A light sigh, but not irritated. "That's a parrot, not a parakeet, Pippi."
Pippi     "I was working up to the parrot." Pippi replies, and she gently extracts parrot from head. Parrot hangs upside down. True to form, one of the parrot's eyes is cloudy -- like he's blind. He hangs upside down a moment, then gives a loud "Batten down the hatches! Aaar!" before righting itself, and happily preening as Pippi adjusts him on her arm.

    "He followed me home?" she adds, hopefully, looking up to Alopex with an earnest look on her face.
Alopex The fox gives Pippi a firm clap on the shoulder, "It's fine, Pippi, just on one condition. Any more pets? Ask me -before- they come home? Please? I certainly don't mind a little company around here but if we have too many pets it may be a little hard to keep the place clean and to keep us all well fed.. ok?"
Pippi     "I know... but he's a tropical. I saw him on the teevee." Pippi replies, and she strokes the bird's feathers. He's got a big ol' bald patch on his side. "And he was super stressed out. He's all 'arr!"

    "AAAR!!" the macaw repeats, and then whistles.

    "... he says he's the captain."
Alopex     Idly, Alopex is wondering how this parrot ended up in such a state. The blind eye, the phrases he knows, and the bald spot, gives her a few ideas. "I'm guessing he was part of a show of some sort... beyond that.." she reaches out to the parrot, "It doesn't look like he was treated very well." And this alone is why Pex can't say no. If Pippi was taking in the abandoned and the abused, there wasn't any way she could ever say no.
Pippi     Pippi's tail wags again, and she gently strokes the parrot, who seems to be digging the attention.

    "I... I can pick up jobs?" she asks, her tail wagging. "I heard people talking on this radio thing someone had in the park! There's people out there who are even weirder than /me/." Pippi gives a grin. "I could get a job and then I can keep us all fed!"
Alopex     That causes Pex to be a little more concerned. "You have to be careful about that, Pippi. While we can probably get along rather well with humans that see themselves as strange, we have to be careful rather specific people don't see us, like white suits or, in my case, purple ones.." She hasn't really gone into the Foot Clan a lot yet, but she wanted to be sure Pippi's skills had improved a bit before going into her own tale. "We -are- ninjas, Pippi. We have to becareful about how much we allow others to see us."
Pippi     "Well, then I just won't let them see me! I'll be the mysterious voice on the radio! Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men!" Pippi states... then her ears fall, and her tail droops slightly. And she gives a slight grin. "... I'm not ready for that part yet, am I?" she states, and she strokes against the bird's feathers agian. "Don't you worry, Captain. We'll make it through!"

    "Aar! Ready the long cannons mates!"
Alopex     She may not be ready, but, "Not quite yet... but after today? You're closer than I had thought, Pippi. Give it just a little more time, alright? If I start training with you, while you're using Stick and I'm using my blade? That's when it's serious. If you do well with -that-? Then I think you'll be ready. Training never ends, mind you, but you'll be as far along as I would have wanted."