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"Dexter?" I ask. Not ten minutes ago, we didn't have idea where Dexter was. All of a sudden, the tiger randomly shows up on our doorstep.

"Yep. That's me." He says. There's that southern accent we have not heard in nine months. Me and Wendell both give him a quick hug and invite him inside. We all sit down at the kitchen table.

"So, what've you been up to?" Wendell asks.

"Uhh... Nothing. Just... traveling all over the U.S. What about you guys?"

"We finally got our own place." I say.

"I can see that."

"And I've got a job."

"Really? Where?"

"Home Depot. I start after we get back from our trip."

"Oh yeah. I've heard from Angie you guys were going camping for the next four days."

"Yep."

"What for?" Dexter asks.

"I need to get my mind of off Allan." I say.

"Who?"

"One of the three cats me and Wendell took down in Tennessee. Allan followed us to California and tried to kill me. Thankfully I didn't die."

"Oh. I'm sorry about that. Anyways, mind if I come with you guys?" I look at Wendell. I give him the should-we? look. He give me the might-as-well face.

"Sure, Dex. You can come with us," he says, "You're not a snorer are you?"

"Wendell!" I yell.

"What?"

"That's rude!"

"It's ok, Todd. Just a crazy sense of humor." Dexter doesn't seem too upset but still. That wasn't nice to say. "By the way, I'm not. When are we leaving?"

"Tonight. Me and Wendell are getting ready for that trip really soon. The bus comes here around 12 o'clock." I explain how our day's gonna go. The four of us will pack whatever we can in camping bag and head off. Angie said Camp Roadrock was in Utah. I can only imagine what it's like there.

***

By 12; Me, Wendell, Angie, Bruno, Janelle, Toby, and Dexter are all waiting for the bus to come pick us up. While we're waiting, I can't stop thinking about Steele. His warning kind is still in the back of my brain. Does anyone else remember it? I hope not. I don't want this trip ruined.

"Hey, Todd," Toby snaps me out of my thoughts. "Thanks for inviting me on this trip."

"You're welcome." I say, "Hey, Wendell, how come you didn't invite Jasmine?"

"I tried to get ahold of her, but it went straight to voicemail." he says. Oh well. I never knew Jasmine anyways. She never talked to me. She only ever talked to Wendell. Which is strange...

By the time the bus arrives, my heart leaps out of its chest. I'm so excited for this. This is one of those vehicles where there's a compartment on the bottom for where our bags will go. The driver comes out (a black Puma named Christine) and opens the storage, telling us not to throw them in there. Wendell tosses his bag in probably to tease her. Seriously, when has he ever not done what he wanted?

The seven of us get on board. I looked up directions to the place. Apparently we're gonna be taking I-15 to get there. This place is only two states away so it won't last long. Angie said once we get there, we take our stuff to cabins 12 and 13. We discuss sleeping arrangement as Christine drives us around town to get to the highway.

"Obviously Todd's gonna be with me." Wendell says, pulling me in tighter.

"How do we know you two aren't going to try and fuck each other in the place?" Toby asks.

"Hey! This is my foxy. I'll foxy what I want with him." He hugs me even tighter and he kisses my cheek. Toby is across the aisle from us. Angie and Bruno are in front of us. They're probably awkwardly holding each other's paws.

"Wendell, you two can't have sex." Angie says.

"Or else what?" he taunts.

"Or else they'll ban us for life."

"Yeah. It's happened before." Bruno says.

"How would you know?" Wendell asks, trying to imply that Bruno has had sex there.

"I have the internet, dumbass! I read a story about two teenagers renting a place out there after they got into major trouble at a party. They had sex in their bed, the fur who owns the camp found their 'scent' and they were kicked out."

"Fine..." Wendell rolls his eyes. He slowly rubs my crotch area and I shudder. "I'm still gonna mess with you when we get home."

"That's fine with me." I smile.

"Guys, we're in the same vehicle." Toby says, "We really don't want to hear this stuff."

"Really? At least I can get some." Wendell says. The rest of us laugh at that comment. Toby just pins his ears down and looks out the window. Dexter has his earbuds in so, he doesn't hear the comment my fiance just made.

"What do you think he's thinking about?" I ask, nodding to the distracted tiger.

"Not sure. Probably being thankful he doesn't have to drive for once." I nudge Wendell with my elbow after that remark. Angie and Bruno look over to Dex.

"I don't know." Angie says.

"Maybe he's thinking about someone?" I suggest, "You know, I've never seen him with another girl before. You think maybe he's-?"

"He's not gay." Angie doesn't let me complete my sentence. "This is kinda personal, but, he's asexual."

"What?" me, Bruno, and Wendell whisper at the same time.

"Yeah. When we first met, he told me. I know I shouldn't have asked him, but I was tempted. So, yeah. Asexual. But, don't bring it up to him. He doesn't really like to talk about it."

"It's fine. We won't tell anyone." I say. Wendell and Bruno quickly also agree. I never would've thought that Dexter, of all furs out there is not attracted to boys or girls. He's so nice. I wonder if he's bothered by it? What with being lonely most of the time? That must be why he has a lot of friends.

Stop thinking about it! Change the subject. Quick! Before this gets awkward! "So... Angie... did you remember to pack Janelle's medicine?" I ask.

"I didn't," she says, "Before we left, I called the doctor. He believes that she can go four days without her meds."

"Will she be fine?" Wendell asks.

"Oh, yeah. It's seven days that she can't go through without it. At that point, she's 100% one way then the other."

"Alright. How's she coping with it though?"

"She's starting to get over it. Her doctor says they've never seen a bipolar like her though. Jani's case has been improved vastly since her childhood. It way worse back then than it is now. They even say she's almost cured of it."

"Really now? A cure for a psychological disorder?" I ask.

"I know. It's difficult to achieve. But, Jani's different."

"That's still great to hear."

"I know. She still has to take her naps though." Don't I know it? I can hear her snoring right now. She sat in the back of the bus. The rest of us towards the front.

"What do you guys want to do once we get there?" I ask.

"Well, we're just going to unpack and stay at our cabins the first night," Wendell says, "After that, not sure."

"I don't know about y'all, but I'm definitely going canoeing and shooting." Angie says.

"Don't look at me," Toby says, "I only just found out about this trip."

"Maybe I can show you all how to play poker while we're there." Dexter must've stopped his music, because he joins in.

"Probably. Except we don't have any money." Bruno pipes up.

"It's fine. I have some of the playing chips on me."

"Whatever. That game has always been confusing to me. My dad used to have some of his buddies come over to our place and play the game there. I've watched it a few times but never really understood it."

"I promise I'll explain it the best I can."

"Alright. Whatever you say, Dex." Bruno puts his paws up like he's giving up on the conversation.

"I don't know about you all, but I'm absolutely going swimming." Wendell says, "I've heard the lake up there is awesome."

"Wendell, why couldn't you just go swimming back in L.A.?" Angie asks.

"How many swimming areas do you know of there?" He puts his paw on his ear waiting for a response we all know is not going to come.

"You win." Angie rolls her eyes at eyes and turns back around. Bruno turns around and put his paw on the back of the seat,

"We never did finish who's sleeping with who." he points out. Because I don't want to hear it brought up again, I make the decision for him.

"Me, Wendell, Toby, Dexter in one cabin. You, Angie, and Jani in the other." I say firmly.

"Ok. Which cabin are me and Angie getting?"

"Now you're just trying to piss me off." Bruno smirks. I know I'm right, here.

"So what if I am?"

"Bruno, stop." Wendell says.

"Fine. Just trying to be funny."

"Oh, you'll never be funny like me."

"Yeah? Prove you're funny."

"Alright." Wendell shifts in his seat a little bit, but doesn't get up. "Hey Bruno. Turn around." The black lab does what was asked. My fiance smirks and holds up a brown belt. Never seen him wear that before. Then I realize-

"Hey! You stole my belt!" Bruno stands up and tries to take it back, but his pants fall to the ground and reveals his smiley face boxers. He blushes and tries to hold his pants up, but everyone has seen it at this point. I think even Christine has, because I see her chuckling while the rest of us burst out laughing again.

"Told you I'm funny." Wendell says. Bruno snatches his belt back from him.

"I thought this gag was only done on television." he says.

"Well, Bruno? News flash: this ain't TV. It's real life."

"Yeah yeah yeah... don't remind me." Bruno gets his belt back on and sits back down. We all saw what was going on with Bruno "Downstairs" at the time if you know what I mean. Thankfully (oh thank-ful-ly) his underwear was the kind that doesn't have a hole without a button on his "drawbridge".

"Don't ever talk about this again." Bruno says.

"Sure thing, smiley." Wendell says. Angie snickers at that.

"How do you come up with this shit?" I ask.

"I don't know. It just comes to me. I don't really expect it. It just... happens."

"Got any others?" Angie asks.

"Don't encourage him!" Bruno says.

"Calm down Boner Billy. We're just teasing you." Wendell says. I swear, I'm not going to marry him for his brains. But I do admit, he does know how to make things funny. I'm marrying him because I love him deeply. I kiss him on the cheek.

"Awww, as much as I'd love to foxy, I don't want to get too affectionate with you right now. Not sure if Smiley Sally can take it."

"Stop it!" Bruno yells.

"Jeez, ok. I'm just joking Bruno." Wendell leans down and whispers in my ears: "But when we get home, I'm gonna make you whine, cry, moan, and beg." I shudder at the thought. But that would sound nice right now. "Is that turning you on, foxy?" I nod my head. Oh no. Not here! But, Wendell doesn't do anything else. He does, however, play with my ears as we're heading north on I-15. I can't help but mur at the feeling. If I know one thing, it's that foxes love having their ears played with. Even me.

I yawn. "Is foxy getting tired?" Wendell asks.

"Yeah." I lay down and rest my head on Wendell's lap, my eyes facing the roof of the bus.

"Go ahead. Go to sleep. I'll wake you when we get there." He gently caresses me, making me even more tired than before.

"Thanks wolfy." I say, then slowly drift off.

***

"Todd. Wake up." Wendell's voice slowly pulls me out of slumber. I open my eyes slowly, the face of my boyfrie... I mean fiance staring down at me starting to become less blurry. "How'd you sleep?"

"Just fine." I say, "Are we almost there?"

"Yep. Just over this mountain." I get off of his lap, my excitement crawling back into my body. I look out the window, my tail wagging in excitement. I accidentally knock Wendell in the face with it. "Such a cute, excited fox."

"I can't help it. I've been waiting for this forever." I say.

"We've only planned this for about less than a week."

"I know. But, have you heard of 'happy trails'?"

"Isn't that what some people refer to a guys-?"

"No! I mean something my grandfather once told me about. He said that every moment in your life leads up to something big. Like our proposal and our soon-to-be marriage. They're 'happy trails'. Something that'll lead up to something big."

"Oh. You're grandpa's a wise man." Wendell says. I go back to staring out the window. Up ahead, I see a sign that says:

WELCOME TO CAMP ROADROCK