Illoha's POV:

    I sit in our room while Fox is attempting to make us food, Gods help us, and I turned on the TV. Normally there isn't many channels except news, and I haven't watched the news in awhile, so I wanted to check it out.
The TV suddenly glitches and Freddy Fazbear appears onscreen.
"Hello there, Protectors." He snarls I let out a small yelp in surprise, "I received your little message with my bots."
Fox walks into the room, her eyes glued to the TV. She'd know his voice anywhere.
"For those who don't know, the "Protectors" are a group of radicals that are going around trying to defeat me, but in all honesty they're destroying more than they're saving." He laughs a wicked laugh. Foxete's eyes look mortified as if she's waiting for something horrible. It hits me; Bonnie. Freddy continues, "They will fail, they will be destroyed, and so will those who aid them."
We just stare at the TV in silence.
"That was threatening." Fox laughs, "yOu sHaLL fAiL aNd DiE!"
She still looks pale, but I know what she's trying to do. Laugh off her fear. I know how scared she was that Freddy would show Foxy or Bonnie. She was waiting for the worst. The smoke alarms go off, "Ack! The food!" She exclaims and runs to the kitchen.
    That girl is my girlfriend and the captain of these "radicals". How the hell is Freddy losing? I smile to myself and wait for Fox to return with the food. When she returns, she presents "mac-and-cheese" No clue what that is, but I thanked her.

"To the rebellion." She laughs, raising her fork.
I raise mine in response. Surprisingly, it wasn't awful. We both laugh. We watch the news to catch up on Evonian info, but none of it is good.
New Keekos is attacking the planet. Not provoked, just... attacking. I make. Mental note to ask my father. My people are more at odds with hybrids then ever. Veemos, the lancet we're on, apparently holds tribes of hybrids who are normally peaceful people, but now are being forced to defend their homes or die. I feel sick.
"How could they do this?" I frown.
Fox just shakes her head, "Dunno... Power? Authority? Greed?"
I grab her hand, "We need to stop this."
"We?" Fox asks.
"We'll of course. Who better to help stop these attacks then the future... Governor and Governess of New Keekos." I grin.
Fox's face pales more, "Right." She coughs and smiles, "Of course, your majesty" She smirks playfully, "Thy future Governor of New Keekos!"
I smile and laugh, but I don't hear Foxete's laugh join in. She's staring directly at the screen.
I wish I knew how to help you.

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