Here's a story I'm working on for recreation. I am not an experienced writer in fiction, I always ponder plots but can never write a full 150 page book. So this is very rough and only like 14 pages so far, those whom have time and want to read it, please let me know what you think and what you wish to see?

I do feel that I need to start again though with another story. Thanks to some very good comments on this, I've come to the realization that I had not really known what I was doing when writing this. Nonetheless I'll leave this short story here. It is heavily flawed in several ways but I'll leave it here in case anyone still wishes to read it.

The crimson Paws
By Allie Vixen



Why not

The story you are about to read centers around foxes, these foxes in particular are anthropomorphic, in that they are very much humanistic, they walk round on their hind legs, verbally communicate the same ways humans do, and are fully clothed from head to toe!
You are most likely wondering why it is that the characters in this story are foxes, it’s not uncommon to find talking animals in literature. Several of the most iconic characters in fiction are animals! Now their may not be a real objective reason to why the main characters are foxes in this story. You may be expecting their to be a grand backstory later on why these foxes are anthropomorphic, such as this a world where animals evolved, or some men in lab coats genetically modified these animals to be like us, leading to several complex topics like, animal cruelty, and/or what it means to be a human.
It is always possible that those backstories could come up unexpectedly to twist our minds, we do often expect a large explanation to a stories in which it’s settings in characters differ greatly from what we see more or less regularly in fiction. We often are accustomed to the story about a man from western culture saving the day, and when it is requested for stories about different sorts of stories, it is questioned. I want to make it clear that I do not condemn the western stories that we are accustomed to, but simply that other potential content should be explored!
Now to be honest, in terms of culture, this story is very much not that different from the ones I have just spoke about in a discerning manner. The only noticeable difference is that the lead characters are foxes, foxes that behave like humans. You really could swap them out with humans and it would have little to no affect on the story, or it could depending on certain potential events such as a fox requiring a larger quantity for hair cleaning products than a man from Bristol.
So I see no harm in having the main characters be foxes, some will ask why, I simply ask ‘why not’, why should I not tell you this story about hind leg standing foxes that live peculiar lives? I find that asking ‘why not’ is a more productive manner, and that you’ll find your self making progress one way or another rather than hesitating.



Somewhere In the Union of Benelux in a city known as halen, there lived the Allaway Fox Family in a row house under tree aside a hill. It was a rather favorable dwelling made out of brick and is certainly the kind of house that you may find in the city of Bavel; in this house there was Allie Allaway and her two Boys Arden and Gordon. Their house had all of the basic amenities; there were a couple of bedrooms, a small storage room, a kitchen, a bathroom and fireplace as well for the cold winter.
All was well, of course like all families challenges awaited them, but they always have each other in the end. The challenges that would come to the Allaway foxes would be rather unusual, and unprecedented. We often expect life to give us certain obstacles, but it never really goes the way we expected, you may plan for years and years to work towards admission for a school that has everything you love about it, perhaps the area of study you love, along with extra ciricular activities such as football, cheerleading or band, and in the course of those years, you may or may not be accepted to the school, for in time your horizons of education and whatever it is that means most to you may alter significantly or not at all. In the case of the Allaway Fox Family, the Mother Allie and her two Boys would come upon life events that they would never take into account when contemplating what may come before them.
Arden was the youngest, at about 13 years of age, he was not short, but not tall, and had very petite features, and had no incentive to ever try to be cool or blend in with others, he would befriend a few foxes his age, but made no effort into changing himself for others, he always dressed his own way, while most boy foxes his age would dress in clothes such as dark brown pants, suspenders, and red or brown jacket, Arden always dressed in a blue tail coat with a dark red vest, along with a plaid green hat, scarf, and the most defining feature, a green plaid kilt, never did he care in the least in how others would react to it, He was proud of whom he was and would never let go of that. He always enjoyed drawing, and reading books on the hills. He would sometimes play golf, but never in a competitive way, only for recreation.
His brother Gordon was the eldest of the two, but only just, meaning their mother certainly had a nauseating 19 months. Gordon was noticeably bigger than Arden, he was a rather pubescent young lad. He was a certainly athletic, he loved to bike often or play sports involving footballs, even though he did not care for the game professionally. He held minimal interest in golf, but not very much, it was one of the few activities that both he and Arden shared interest in. Despite his features that would generally put him above his brother socially, he lacked the self-confidence that was strong with Arden. Gordon often tried to distance himself from Arden at school or round friends, not because he disliked Arden, but because of Arden’s whimsical features, that Gordon feared would bring him down. He would always be there for Arden in the end though, a time or two, Gordon would defend Arden if he was ever being teased, rarely did he do so willingly, more so out of obligation. Despite annoyances with his brother, he subconsciously enjoyed him in the ultimatum.
Finally the mother Allie was around 32 years of age, and was about as loving as any mother could be. She was gentle, loving, and playful. It was only Allie that raised her two boys, Arden and Gordon in their little house. She worked very hard to make sure both of her boys had fair attention, she was a hard worker, and had been so for 11 years. She got a Job as a railway ticket agent for she ever so loved the travel industry. The hours were inconsistent depending on the trains reliability on it’s schedule, which wouldn’t be an issue if she always got to have a set schedule for train arrival and departures, but that always shifted every other month. Sometimes she could be home for her boys. Sometimes she could not. When she wasn’t the boys would go out and do sport, or walk (or she hoped so). Ultimately it was a stable life she could depend on, that they all could live with.

Chapter One

It was a Saturday morning around 5:00am on may 20th, 2013, and dawn was just barely peeking, Arden woke up and laid in his bed, he was on the bottom of a bunk bed, where Gordon was on top bunk. Gordon was snoring rather loudly, as a result it was not possible to fall asleep, it didn’t help that the rain made him need a pee, he got up to the bathroom to do so, once done, Arden had no clue what to do, so he decided, to get up and go for a walk in the rain, as it was his favorite weather. He went to his closet, he grabbed a green kilt, blue tailcoat, a green scarf and beret to wear, along with an umbrella and a brown messenger bag to carry a books and writing utensils to go for a walk. At last he decided to go to the shaq aside the house and grab a golf club, and head out to a driving range.
“Mind if I come long lad” said a voice behind Arden, “Gordon, you have a nerve asking to come long, you’re the very reason I’m going out, you snoring elephant!” “The rain gave me the need to pee” “Then I noticed you were out, I figured I should come long and show him how to hit golf balls” “Your bound to lose as you always do Gor”. This was certainly a fair acusation for Arden was significantly better than Gordon at this sport. In reality it wasn’t too much fun for Gordon, he proclaimed he was better in a Joking manner quite often, even though both he and Arden knew he was incompetent at the sport.
“Well then Gordon we best be get Going to the range, I love getting there early before anyone shows up” “How can you always wear that kilt Arden, It’s rather Cold now” “It’s adrenaline that keeps me warm Gordon, I can assure you that you’ll be glad if you wear yours!” He smiled “Very well brother, I’ll be back”
Gordon went back into the house to change into his clothes, which were similar to Arden, but less intense in Color. He had a Dark Blue Kilt, with a tan shirt, a Dark blue vest, a brown tailcoat and brown beret. Along with a brown backpack similar to Arden. He came back outside with an umbrella as well. He picked up his golf club from the Shaq and they both headed off to the nearby driving range on Dortseweg road.
“I expect the sheltered ranges should be open” “I certainly hope so, I don’t want to get anymore wet then I am now, Perhaps we should have borrowed those bicycles from the Shaq to get there faster” “Doesn’t going fast get you wetter in the rain” “I never know I always hear different answers from other foxes” “We could always find out by racing to there on foot”. Gordon of course would suggest a running race, it was one of the things he was better at than Arden, he was faster for he was taller, had longer legs and more strong, but he also was more bulky, so not agile necessarily. “You want us to run in the rain to the Driving Range” “Well it’s the only exercise we’ll get otherwise” “You get plenty of exercise from Golfing” “Aside from swinging the club, there’s no aerobics at all, we must run, besides I am bloody Cold in this kilt, I need to get warm” “fine, but It’s no race” “yeeeeees it is!” he said pompously running off” Arden started Jogging behind him “you know we don’t need to run, we can just jog you know” “That’s loser talk” exclaimed the swift fox.
After about 8 minutes Gordon arrived at the range, followed by Arden whom was 4 minutes behind. Gordon held his hand in front of his forehead gesturing an letter L for “Loser!”. Arden arrived panting, both were wet from the rain and sweaty. Thankfully they both were under the sheltered driving range so they could dry off, “well we certainly aren’t cold anymore Gore” “Now if your panting like that after we finish our rounds then Ill call Golf a sport”
Truth is neither of them really actually played a whole game of golf before, they only just started the driving range a year before hand for fun, though Arden certainly would have a chance. Gordon would not, and whatever fun jokes they had about Golf or Driving would depart the atmosphere of the actual driving range event itself in which Gordon would find himself Unspeakably Outraged with the sport for it is very tedious to actually hit the Golf Ball with the Golf Club. I have been to the driving range myself I might add, and I certainly can tell you that Golf is not the sort of sport that one can take out Anger or Frustration on, rather it builds it. In Football, American Football or Rugby, there is running and tackling that can get all the energy out of someone, even if they lose, Golf on the other hand takes meticulous concentration, and failure to hit the ball with the club is a monumental aggravation, and how much aggravation is expressed externally depends on the person playing the game.
“Bloody Bugger” exclaimed Gordon as he missed 2 golf balls, Arden missed 3, but remained patience. “What bugs me Arden is that it takes 37 tedious seconds to get the ball onto the tea, then position yourself just right, then it all happens in one second.” After some time, Arden managed to hit a ball 10 meters, not very far, but a hit even so. Gordon was lucky to get 7. Gordon struggled with 24 golf balls, and only hit 4 of them total. He had about 17 left. A smug voice came “there’s more to life than running races” Gordon lashed angrily at Arden, he shouted no particular word, more of less a roaring growl. Gordon soon gave in “Arden I’m not going to hit any today, you take over” “Well know one else is here yet, so no ones watching. Let’s throw them by hand!” “I feel more inclined to kick them” “GORDON DON—“ it was too late, the damage was done, Gordon found his toe in great pain after kicking one. Thankfully foxes have much tougher feet and toughs than us humans, but if you ever have tried kicking a golf ball? We may wear shoes to compensate for our weak feat, but it still hurts a great deal if you ever kick a golf ball with your foot.”
“Let’s get out of here Gore, we’ll go to the café there.” They went onto the field and picked up the Golf Balls. Normally at a driving range, you rent Golf balls, and once they land on the field, they must be left there, walking out onto the field to grab golf balls can be quite dangerous if everyone is hitting them onto the field, a golf ball hitting you can be quite lethal. However at this range, before 8:00 you are allowed to bring your own golf balls and walk out onto the field.
Soon the Allaway Brothers walked into the café. There were various fruits to choose from as well as some starch foods. Gordon grabbed some bagels and bananas. Arden got some carots with beans. The rain still came down heavily outside. “You know Gordon it would be rather fun if you’d wear that to school” “We’ll I’ve thought of it, but don’t want mockery” “Don’t worry I’d defend you” “That’s not much help” “Well I’m sure yes some would make fun of it at first, but people would get used to it.” “I suppose, but I don’t want to risk being teased, my alibi currently keeps me in the not uncool group of student, we’re certainly far from being cool, so I may as well spare the outcast status” “None of that ever bothered me” “You have nothing to lose Arden, your not quite tall, and don’t exactly have the most built body, you are one that can indulge in this sort of whimsicle free living life, I must maintain a sense of strength, for the stakes are higher with me.
Soon they finished eating “But I would like to dress like this sometime, If I get the courage someday” Suddenly a schoolmate turned up named Judi, a vixen roughly there age that they had known for a few months and even hung with sometimes at lunch, she was more or less a good acquaintance of Arden, for they shared similar interests in books and art. “Oh hello both of you!” she hugged Gordon then Arden, “what are you doing here Judi?” asked Gordon. “My dad was snoring, so I decided to stroll over here to escape the fiasco. Gordon you seem to be dressed a lot like your brother.” “He doesn’t like to dress like that at school, worries he’ll be ridiculed” “I’m not worried, I’m simply not in the mood for it” “Well I really don’t think it’ll be a problem, I think it looks nice on you both, but each are distinct. “Your dressed nicely as well Allie” said Arden, She had a brown jacket with a plaid dress” “The dress blends in with us almost” “It certainly does, we are now a trio.” She walked over to get some blue berry muffins.
The boys then got into their house and went straight to bed as they were tired from getting up early as well as running and golfing. They were tired enough to sleep regardless of how loud one or the other snored.


That day it was around 9:42am, 3 minutes until the end of Allie’s work at the station that day. She was tired after having to put on a smile for any customer throughout the very early morning. On this day in particular, she did have a co-worker, her friend Alwen a she-wolf whom had finished her shift as well. They both walked out of the station with Alwen talking “well quite the long night that was” “Not too bad though” responded Allie “I do like that railway station though, always have.” “How are your boys doing” “They seem to be well, right now they are in adolescence. Really finding themselves I think. Gordon wants to be a strong fox, Arden couldn’t really care less, he’s just full of malarchy. I worry though about them being home alone often, especially on days where I’m not there to get them up for school. Though I do keep strongly in contact with the schools to make sure they are there on time, otherwise I make sure there are consequences.” “Did anything ever happen” “Well last year I got a phone call that Arden had been ditching Physical education, the very first class of the day, and if he did not show up, he’d fail.” “So what did you do?” “I confiscated his 2 Kilts and locked them up in a closet for the remaining semester until he passed the class.” “Ever since then I’ve heard of no trouble from him, nonetheless I do not like leaving them alone that time of day, it’s barely legal because they are over 12, but it’s a worry nonetheless, this is the age where boys their age want to act, go out and act bonkers. But they never are too old for a hug from their mummy. Though Gordon rejects hugs from me in public, at home he’s a teddy bear. Once Arden was asleep on a chair, I picked him up and held him on my hap and he continued sleeping on me like a babe. When I had sore from holding him, I was able to place him back on his chair without him ever knowing!” “If only you had a picture” “It will always be in my memories”.
Soon they got to Allie’s car a Renault 5, where they parted ways. She then got in and drove home to their house. When arriving there, she saw the Shaq outside open, she knew that meant the boys went out to do something, and they never remember to close it after grabbing golf clubs, or bikes. She smiled looking at the shaq as she walked to the house. She entered the house door, and called the boys “Hello I’m home!” There was no answer, so she went upstairs to their rooms, and found them sleeping.
It did not smell good there, but she didn’t care, she was delighted to see her boys. She stood up to the top bunk to put her arm around Gordon and gave him a kiss on his face. Then went over to the closet in the room to grab spare blanket, and came back over to Arden, crouched down and tucked around him, then gave him a hug and kiss as well. She then returned to her room, took her working clothes off, went to the bathroom then off to bed.

About 4 hours later, she awakened to Arden by her side. “Hey mum I got a couple muffins for you from the café” She yawned “Oh why thank you Arden, you know how much I love these.” She ate an entire one in one bite. “Wish you hadn’t gotten me these, now I’ll be plump.” “That’s okay then your hugs will be softer.” “Ah this one has raisins, you know this means I’ll be farting later” Then ate it “Up, it’s too late the damage is done!” “As long as you aim at Gordon and not me” She smiled laughingly “Where is that boy” “Still in bed” “I couldn’t sleep this morning with him snoring, so I was going to head to the driving range, then he tagged along right as I was about to leave” “Well I’m glad that you both got out of the House, I don’t like to leave you both here at these abnormal times of day.” “As long as you don’t lock me kilts away, it’s all okay” “That’s up to you, just don’t ditch school!” “I wont again after that charade” “I hope you boys didn’t get a cold from the rain” “Nah, we’re too cool for that”. “Well thank you ever so much for the muffins Arden that was very lovely of y—“ Knock Knock Knock “Someones at the door, you want me to get it mum?” “No I can get it, don’t want you to deal with solicitors, though let me put me skirt on. She got out of bed to so, this time it was not a work skirt, but a tartan one similar to Arden’s kilt. She then walked down the stairs to the door and opened it, “Hello!” said a voice downward, it was Judi from the other side of the motorway. “Um, are you Gordon and Arden’s Mum” “Oh yes, I am, and who are you lassie?” “I’m a friend of theirs from school, and I live across the bridge, wanted to see if they wanted to come an—“ “have a play date?” Allie said jokingly “No madam, just hang out, I walked home with them earlier, and you weren’t home then so I wanted to come and make sure they weren’t bored or anything, in fact I should have come earlier, but I was well, too lazy.” “Well I can assure you that the boys are fine, they were sleeping when I got home around 10:00” “Oh that’s right you were going to come back then” “I guess I didn’t need to come over at all” “Well sure you did, now we have met, and it’s good for friends of friends to meet” “Can I see him now” “Sure, I’ll call him” “Hey Arden you have a friend here” He then came down the stairs to the front, now why is it he did not come down when he most certainly heard Judi’s voice, he was caught off guard by it, and wanted to eavesdrop first to hear how Judi got along with his mum, after all he didn’t expect her to drop by later that day.
“Hello again Judi, pleasure seeing you again” “Well wanted to see if you actually wanted to hang, even though it’s literally been just a few hours after we last saw each other.” “ Well I’m not up to much now, I suppose we can go for a walk, is that alright mum” “Certainly Arden, be safe!”
Soon they went for a walk near the windmill. “I wanted to see this windmill Arden, I seriously cannot believe I never have known this one was here, it’s so beautiful, and look at that an old steam tractor.” “It is nice here, though you have to deal with tourists from other countries” Suddenly a group of people came by right then, then two guys spoke really loudly to each other in some very ambiguous eastern sounding language, one of them looked like a big Samoan Man, the other looked like some slightly plump messy Caucasian with thick eyebrows, so lord knows where they were from.
“So is your brother sleeping now?” “Oh yes, he’s still tired from this morning” “Oh yes he is not a morning person, or at least I thought so, he got up to go golfing with me this morning, but perhaps it was the rain that made him get up, he and I love the rain”
“I am guessing by the way you and Gordon were dressed today that you guys are Scottish” “And my accent” “Yes your cute accent” “Yes we are Scottish, though I never really got to see the highlands, though I’d like to sometime, but yeah I always enjoy dressing in these traditional Scottish garments, and believe me Gordon does too But he doesn’t wear kilts nearly as much as me, and when he does, he’s quite proud of it, I mean, he loves them as much as me, but he refuses to dress in one at school, he doesn’t want to be teased. He often tries to distance from me at school, not because he doesn’t like me, but he feels that his masculinity is compromised when with me, because I am very petite. I don’t hold as great an interst in sports like him, with the exception of Golf, which he proclaims is not a sport.” “Well certainly it is!” “Well he doesn’t think so because there’s ‘no exercise in it’, I mean I guess swinging a club is miniscule compared to running on a field kicking and tackling” “Well golf must be better than no exercise at all” “That I agree with” “Well I wish he would be more lively at school as he was today” “But you didn’t see him much today” “Well I saw more of him than at school, he’s always quiet, and never wants to talk much, I always talked to you a lot more, so it was good to see him talk at all, he’s seems very nice. If you can, try and convince him to wear his kilt at school, or whatever it is he wants to wear. And I could act like his girlfriend so those who would be mocking him would be jealous!”
Arden pondered, “now that might work” “I’ve been trying to get him for years to get him too, but he refuses to. I could tell him to do it for you.” “Now I can look forward to school on Monday!” “Also I wish he’d talk to girls a little better, not so he can get a girlfriend all of the sudden, but so he doesn’t feel intimidated by the other gender” “Well I could help him with that” “You know I never really surrounded myself with male friends much, I can talk to them, and I talk to some in class, but often I seem to just engage in better conversation with females”¬ “In that case… do you want to go to that shop near the traffic circle, I want to get new stockings” “Sure thing, should be fun, you mean the one at the round about?” “Yes it’s called stocker’s stockings” Soon they found themselves in the store. There were various stockings, ones with vertical stripes, some horizontal, some faded from one shade to another, and some simply solid. As well as different lengths.
Judi had to find ones that looked good with her outfit, she was wearing a white dress with a green jacket and yellow shirt. She found herself some stockings that were black and white horizontal striped, red and white horizontal, black to blue gradiant, and solid black. All of which could stretch all the way up to above the knees, and were also open toe. With foxes whom have tough feet, closed toe shoes are never worn, most often will be opentoed shoes at most, usually for decorations, so with Judi here, she simply wore stockings down to just before the ball of her foot, which was most convenient in a foxes case for they always stand on the ball of their foot. Sometimes Arden would wear plaid socks with his kilt that had this same feature allowing the ball and toes of his feat. Anyhow back to the story, Judi couldn’t try on the socks until they were purchased unlike pants or shirts. Once they finished, they walked to the park in her neighborhood where she tried them on. First she tried on the black and white stockings. “Well arden how do I look?” She looked rather funny but could not figure out why, a car then drove by and stopped at an intersection. “Well you look like a traffic signal” he said smiling “What!” “well from bottom to top, You have black and white striped legs, a white skirt, with green jacket on the outside, a yellow shirt on the inside, and ontop is your red fur head.” Judi was speechless! “You look absolutely fun Judi, I hope that didn’t offend you!” “It certainly took me by suprize, I have heard many things said about me, but never anything like that!” “You should try on the faded ones” she then took of the black and white ones and proceeded to put the faded ones on. “Well how do these look” “Beautiful, I’d change the either the jacket or shirt but those will look good with pretty much anything” “Awe thanks!” She then put the rest of the clothes in the shopping bag “Ill try the rest on later if that’s alright, it’s getting late now” “Well thanks for inviting me out Judi” “Sure thing arden, you know often whenever I ask boys how I look in clothes, I always felt unconfortable when boys say how I look when dressed or how I should dress, you It was different, you felt like someone shopping with me.” She gave him a warm hug, not as an obligatory hug, but as one as sincere gratitude for another. “Thank you Arden” “Of course” “Well good night then” “Good night” “Say Hi to Gordon, and make sure he dresses properly on Monday!” “I will” “Oh Judi, what was it about me that made you feel confortable with me” “Well it was just your eyes, I’m not really quite sure, I just know, subconsciously” Arden felt a warm feeling.

Soon Arden returned back home to find Allie reading a book, “Hey mum where is Gordon” “He still in bed” “Goodness Gracious it’s 4:00 in the afternoon now” “I don’t suppose waking him would do any harm” “Very well I’ll go do just that” Arden walked upstairs into their bedroom, found Gordon still snoozing on the top bunk, no blanket this time, just laying down. “Wake up sleepy!” he said poking him annoyingly “Goodness Arden” he tiredly “The only thing that pisses me more than Golf is you interrupting my sleep” “So, mum wakes you up” “Yes but she is lovely, you on the otherhand…” “So I went on a walk with Judi” “Goodness why didn’t you wake me then” “Too lazy, but you’ll be happy to know we talked about you a lot!” “I’m sure I will be” “She really wants you to wear your kilt to school on Monday” he turned his head back to his pillow “No chance” “Come on Gordon, you’ll have our support there” “Arden your not exactly someone I’d want to be around if I’m worried about being ridiculed” “Come on Gordon, Judi said she finally had a reason to look forward to school on Monday, she sounded quite excited” “Arden you can’t put that sort of pressure on me, it’s not fair, besides we only have one class together, most of the day you two will be all safe while I’m getting mocked” “She said she could pretend to be your girlfriend, I think if people saw you two holding hands, they’d reconsider mocking you” “Well maybe, I think she’s cool, but she’s not quite a popular student” “Who bloody cares” “Gordon when any two students date, regardless of class, it makes them cool if that’s what your so concerned about” Gordon paused for a bit “Very well I’ll do it, though only because I don’t want to disappoint her on a Monday, and she must hold my hand!” “That’s the spirit brother!” “And I’m bringing a pair of pants for when I’m not in class with her!” “Fine you sissy”

Chapter Two

It was Monday morning a few days later, around 8:00am, Arden got out of bed earlier than Gordon and Got dressed into his same old blue tailcoat, red vest and green kilt. And awoke Gordon very obnoxiously once again this time to an mp3 player playing loud bagpipe music “Bloody Hell, you vermin!” He got out angrily “How are you Gordon this morning?” “How am I, bloody pissed and deeply nervous” “Come on, I’ll distance myself from you as you always do from me if that’ll make you feel any better” “Judi better be pleased” He got his dark blue Kilt, wrapped it round him, then put a Dark blue vest on top, followed by Dark blue sweater vest, then a brown tail coat, with a dark blue scarf and blue beret. “Well how do I look now? Happy?” “Almost” Arden said smugly, and came up to him with dark blue blue plaid socks (With toe openings) “NO” “Now let’s get going, we must not be late for school” “I hope we are, so these kilts will get locked away by mum”
Soon they were out the door walking to the secondary school with plaid blue socks on Gordon, it was drizzling out, not raining as hard as over the weekend. “You know Gordon I don’t get you, you love dressing like this when at home, but at school, you’re a different fox, and today, we change that today, people are going to see the real Gordon. Maybe you’ll get to join the guys that always play rugby at lunch time” “I suppose so, but I worry I’ll be rubbish and they’ll reject me” “You know I don’t know even why your so timid about wearing kilts, after all it’s a very masculine thing” “Not everyone sees it that way” “Well then they aren’t men, besides I’ve seen that guy Pavel wear kilt every now and then” “Yes but Pavel, is well, cool” “You could be cool if you act the way you do round me”
Soon they arrived outside the main entrance of the school, there were a few of Gordon’s acquaintances, two wolves named Doran and Kelvin dressed in regular clothes. Doran started “Oye hello William wallace!” Gordon replied “This garment didn’t exist in Wallace’s time” “they did in braveheart” said Kelvin, “Oh blast it you too, that was a rubbish movie, with that crazy Gibson guy, it’s 3 bloody hours, and literally bloody, and nothing else. “Relax Gordon, were only joking round, that is a rather unusual outfit your wearing, you look just like your brother” “Ah why thank you” said Arden followed by a curtsy, Gordon was horrified, he was dressed like a fool and his brother the ballerina was no help. “Don’t you have a gym class to be at soon Arden” said Gordon fussily “Ah right you are” he then grabbed running shorts out of his backpack put them up and ran while taking off his kilt, he hated the locker room, so he always got dressed on the run. “Have fun Gordon!” “Don’t mind my brother, he’s a free spirit” “He’s all good Gordon, he enjoys himself, unlike you, why are you dressed like that?” They started walking to their Classroom, “well honestly I do like wearing these clothes, I always wear them when at home, but I never want to wear them here because I don’t want to be mocked” “Well that’s a given when wearing a kilt, but you can count on us to have your back today” “Thanks kelvin” Then in the hallway came Judi running to Gordon “Oh my, you really did it” she then hugged him “You look quite handsome today, if you want I can be your girlfriend for today to make others envious” “Oh yes Arden told me alllll about it” She then held his hand, and they both walked together, Gordon still somewhat shy. “Well have fun you two” said Doran “I thought you said you had my back” “we think she can watch over you” “But we only have this one class together” “so by the end you’ll have better self confidence!” said kelvin.
There were about 4 minutes until English class. “Well Judi, you yourself are dressed rather fun, you look like a traffic signal” She burst into laughter “Oh my! Arden literally said the same thing on saturdat, he actually helped me pick out these stockings” “Well they look lovely on you” “You have fun stockings as well” “Well they are more like socks” They go below the knees “I was hesitant to put them on, but Arden insisted” “Well your brother seems quite the fashion designer, where is he now?” “Gym class, he ran off while putting on his Gym Shorts” “Ah he’s a fun boy, but your also fun” Gordon blushed a bit.
Soon they entered classroom, and they were in haywire at the sight of Gordon wearing a kilt, and also him holding hands with Judi “good morning everyone” he said somewhat nervously. Some laughed, some giggled. Gordon then sat down in his desk next to Judi. “Well now what?” “Well clothes are just the beginning, you should try and play sport at lunchtime” “I’m not sure they’ll let me join, but I’ll give it a try” “Alright class, let’s begin!” The two had to refrain from talking for the remainder of the class.
Once the English class was over, it was time for Gordon to Part ways with Judi “Well good luck with the rest of the day Gordon, I’ll see you at lunch if you’d like” “Oh thanks, anyhow I think put pants on in a minute” “Oh you can’t do that” “But I wore this for you and only you!” “Well I’m glad I was a motivation, but you must show everyone who you are! Not just me!” “But” “Pinky promise you’ll wear that for the rest of the day!” “Please!” “Very well then” he said with a nervous smile. “Ill do my best” she then walked away to her other class “so far so good” said Arden all of the sudden next to him “Goodness! How did you get hear so quickly!” “I have my ways, come with me, we have 8 minutes until our Luxembourgish class together” “God help me”. They then went into the lavatory and were talking to each other at the urinal. “Suppose these are convenient, don’t have to worry about zippers on pants” “How was the first class, well some giggles, and heart was pounding for 40 minutes, but eventually got used to it, almost was gonna change out of it now, but Judi convinced me to stay in it!” “Well you are doing good Job so far, let’s get to the Luxembourgish class”
It’s worth pointing out that Gordon and Arden did have many of the same classes together, there are 8 classes total that each have, and 6 of them together, in fact they actually are the same year in school since they are so close in age.
Now in the Luxembourgish Class, these students were much nicer than from Gordon’s English class. A few girls blushed at the sight of handsome Gordon. In that class in which it was mostly a group workday, the students were able to socialize more. Many were actually interested. “You mean to tell me that you and arden are brothers?” Many didn’t expect this due to how different they were in personality, as well as the way Gordon dressed. Some were interested in their heritage “You boys are from Scotland?” “Born there, but never really been there, our mum feels it’s important that we remember whom we are” Some artistic fellows loved the dark blue plaid socks. “You have good composition Gordon” “Well you can thank my brother, he’s the one that convinced me to dress this way today” “You should always dress that way” kelvin said “I’ll consider it”, Doran came into the conversation “You know Gordon, I was trying to think what it was about that that made you stand out, I have never seen your legs, they are quite built It appears, can you take those socks off?” “Sure thing” he did so, and scratched his legs a bit “well you certainly get a girl with those legs” “Already got one named Judi!”


It was time for the final classes of the day, and it was mostly the same as the morning, only Gordon had much more self confidence, he got to wear the clothes he loved, and got to finally play on the field with others. Around 4:00 the school day had finished, and Gordon was walking home with Arden as well as Judi. “I must say Gordon you were quite the show today” “Well I suppose I should thank you both for convincing me to have fun, and thanks for being my girlfriend today as well” “well you are a fun boy, we can always try dating for real, can’t promise well get deep, but it’d be fun” Gordon blushed, and she held his hand for real. “I mean I’ll have to get to know you more, a lot more, but you seem worth it.” “whatever seems good to you” Arden spoke “I’ll leave you two right now, good evening then!” “Oh no no no, it’s all good Arden” said Gordon. “Are you okay with us you know” asked Judi, “Oh absolutely, you two make a great couple, even if it’s a fake couple.” “A couple even so” said Allie happily. Soon they arrived at the Allaway house where they parted ways from Judi. The boys went into their room to sit down “Arden I’m gonna crash, that was quite the day” “very well, you stink, “Oh yes could you take this kilt to the laundry” he then took it off, before lying in his bed “I got it yes” he then walked to the living room couch.
Allie came out from the bathroom “Oh my you boys are home, your brother sleeping?” “Oh yes, we had quite the day, I was able to convince him to wear his kilt to school.” “Oh really!” she said sitting down next to him “Ah good for him, he always loved his, but was always self-conscious about wearing it in public. Did he wear it traditional” “Well he wore socks underneath” “Well I couldn’t really care less what’s underneath, as long as you don’t get a ticket for indecent exposure.” Truth be told, Allie was somewhat concerned, but she wasn’t so innocent herself, she too could be rather scandalous.
“By the way what would you like for dinner” “Oh nothing big, something simple” “well maybe I can get out those can of beans” “Sure but don’t give them to Gordon, he stinks enough on the outside without more coming out from the inside” Both laughed. She then went to prepare them in a pot, while adding baking soda to the mix to reduce gassiness. While doing preparing them Gordon got out of bed after a 30-minute nap and showered. He then was more than happy to come downstairs to find beans ready. “Oh my thank you very much mum” “Ah your welcome Gordon, come to the table and eat” He sat down with a plate of beans ready “and also, good Job dressing up today, it can take courage for one to dress in their heritable clothes in another setting.” “Also got to play some sport with people at the field” “Well that’s also great to hear” “know that I am sincerely proud of you boys”. They all ate their beans, and afterward all sat on the couch watching television, with Allie in the middle with each of her arms around each son.

Chapter Three