A/N: What? You thought this story was dead? Well, not exactly. See, these past couple semesters in my studies really took a toll on my free time and I sadly wasn't able to really work on it so this project was really put on life support…. Until now! Because its summer and I have a lot more time to work on leisurely activities.

I think I'm going to give this fic another shot after nearly a year, because why not? I guess I just lost motivation and slipped a bit, but I hope to be back in full swing soon.

Another thanks to Scott Sheppard for allowing me to use a couple of his OC's. For those of you that read his story "Star Fox: Veria", there's a little Easter egg in here for you guys.

So, without further ado, I give you the *much overdue* third chapter to Star Fox: Coastal Catastrophe!

I knew should've told him this was no normal mission. Fox thought to himself I should've warned him.

"Look, Falco. I'm sorry I made plans for a mission without you. It's just.."

"Just what, Fox?!" Falco interrupted.

"We need the money right now, alright. I'll admit this isn't normally a mission we take on, but at this point we need the funds, bad. Do you want to have to disband?" Fox asked.

"This mission is not what we stand for! We infiltrate military bases! We take out bad guys! We protect planets from certain destruction! We don't try to live on a planet among its alien inhabitants and spy on them just to pass that information on to other planets. I don't wish to disband, but I would rather do it than go on some mission that totally goes against all that we stand for."

Fox sat in shock based off of what Falco had stated. While he was right in some respects, this was something their government required their assistance with. The vulpine opened his mouth as if he was about to speak, but was cut off by Peppy.

"You're being ridiculous, Falco! You need to have an open mind about these things. No, it may not be the mission you have been hoping for, but I'll be damned if you're going to turn it down. What else would you be doing the whole time we're gone? Sitting on your ass in your apartment all day like you do now? I thought so. You're coming." Peppy said in a demanding tone.

"Damn, old man! I've never seen you act that harsh in a long time." Falco said, surprised.

"I just don't want our entire team to disband due to you being close minded."

Harvey then came back to greet the remainder of the team who had just arrived.

"Peppy! Slippy! Falco! How have you guys been?" he asked.

"Not bad, Harvey." Slippy responded in a happier voice than the atmosphere around him.

Falco and Peppy just glared at each other in disgust.

"They're having a bit of an argument now. Nothing out of the ordinary, really." Slippy informed.

"Gotcha. And what exactly are they arguing that now?" Harvey questioned.

"Well, Falco is bashing on our mission to explore another part of the galaxy." Fox answered in an annoyed voice. "He claims that it goes against what we stand for or some crap like that."

"Well Falco, I'll be honest with you. I'd honestly kill to be going on a mission as unique as this one right now. I'm basically stuck here as a waiter all day, but you: you have promise. Plus, who knows who the creatures on that planet could be. They could be civilized like us, or they could be flesh eating monsters. You're going on one hell of adventure soon, bro. Why can't you just accept that?" Harvey said.

Falco buried his head in his wings and remained quiet. After he calmed down from his hot tempered self he began to speak.

"You're right, Harvey. I just don't do too well with change." he admitted "Maybe this mission will be fun after all. I suppose I should be a little more open minded from time to time."

"So you'll go?" Fox asked in a confused tone.

Falco nodded his head. "What the hell. Let's do it!".

"Wow that was actually quicker than I expected." Slipped remarked.

"What can I say, we really need that money. I gotta impress the ladies somehow, right?"

"Well now that we've all settled down, what can I get you guys, the usual?" Harvey asked.

Everyone's head nodded in unison.

"Excellent, I'll get that out to you guys as soon as it's ready."

Harvey then walked back behind the bar and placed the order on a rack to be sent back into the kitchen.

"So, what did General Pepper say to you?" Fox asked the rest of his team.

"Well, he briefed us on how the found life on the other side of the galaxy." Slippy responded "He wants us to fly over there and check it out."

"Plus, the three of us all have some special task to complete while we're there and report our findings back to the CDF." Peppy added.

Fox's ears perked up in curiosity. "What tasks did he assign you guys?" he questioned.

"Well, I'm in charge of seeing what kind of technology they use over there. I also am supposed to gather some samples and analyze them." Slippy said.

"Well, that's typical for you, Slip. Though I'm sure you'll do a damn good job of it, too." Fox remarked.

"Well, I'm supposed to look into their culture and their everyday life." Peppy responded.

"Kind of an odd choice, but I could see it working out in the end." Fox responded.

"I got the best job of all, you know." Falco said with a grin.

"What might that be, Falco?"

"I get to look into their weaponry and military."

"See, Pepper even gave you a job you could totally work with."

"Well, looks like Pepper really considered this mission before the briefing. Looks like we all have our jobs to do over there. Though to be honest, I'm really hoping those scientists over at the CDF can find more out about those creatures inhabiting the planet. Though I paid Vince a visit and he had quite a bit of it that'll help out." Fox informed.

"Really? What did he say?" Slippy asked.

"Well, he gave me these." Fox said as he reached onto the tile floor and picked up a small black briefcase with the letters "AR" inscribed into it. He opened the two latches that kept the suitcase closed and the showed off the power cylinders that Vince had given him. "These are power cylinders that will allow us to power all of our Cornerian tech while we're away on this distant planet." he explained "They are filled with a weak acid that reacts with a metal alloy strip in the center to produce energy that can power up our tech. Plus, the reaction can be restarted at any time by shaking them, giving us almost infinite power!"

"Woah, I've never seen anything like these!" Slippy said with excitement as he picked up a glowing orange tube. "You have a great explanation of these, Fox. Are you sure you've never considered becoming a scientist?" Slippy asked.

"Yeah, like that would ever happen, Slippy" Fox joked.

After moments of general chatter about the new mission, Harvey arrived back with everyone's diner fare. "Enjoy, fellas." he said with a grin as he walked off to serve a family of Welsh corgis that had just walked into the door.

"So, what kind of information were we given on this planet? Were the scientists able to uncover anything about them?" Peppy asked, taking a sip of his root beer.

"Well, that's the problem, Peppy." Fox said, looking at his transmitter "Vince told me he'd contact me the moment he discovered any more information about the planet, but I still haven't heard from him or any other scientist for that matter.

Usually when the Star Fox team was given a mission, they were given massive amounts of insight to work with. Pictures, maps, guides, reports, you name it. But the Cornerian government has never sent Star Fox, or any other individual or team for that matter so far away before. However, due to the fact that it would be very difficult for anybody to retrieve information about this planet, Star Fox wasn't given much.

"Hopefully they'll come up with something for us soon. They just can't send us on the other side of the galaxy with no information with who we're dealing with, right?" Peppy asked with a slightly concerned tone.

"What, you scared, old man?" Falco taunted "I don't care what kind creatures live on this planet. I can totally take 'em!"

"Falco, the whole point of this mission is to find out information about this planet not completely destroy it!" Fox interrupted "We'll be able to handle it as long as we come prepared. Bring whatever you think you might need, it's gonna be a hell of a mission."

Harvey came back and gave the team their check. They tipped generously and then said their goodbyes to Harvey and then each member headed straight home to get their things in order for the next day's departure. The plan was to meet at the CDF headquarters the next morning for a final briefing on the mission and to take a ship out of the Lylat System and into unexplored territory in hopes to find another planet that they can establish some connections with.

Fox then got in his car and made the journey back to his small apartment. Upon his arrival he threw his keys onto his granite kitchen counter and walked into his living room. He spun a whole three hundred and sixty degrees staring at each wall and corridor looking for things that would be of use to him on his mission.

"Man, what am I supposed to bring on an assignment like this?" he asked himself "Who knows the kind of creatures this planet has and what I'll need to fit in there?"

Fox then took out a large black suitcase and began to pack for the mission. He started with the obvious: Nearly all of his clothes, as he was completely unsure of the climate on this unknown planet. His tablet and laptop as a way of hopefully communicating with others back home, and weapons and ammunition in case the team was forced to fight. Though all of these things may or may not come in handy, packing heavy is definitely better than packing light when one is traveling thirty thousand light years across the galaxy that nobody on Corneria even knew existed until less than a week ago.

After packing the aforementioned objects, Fox dragged his suitcase into his living room and took a gaze around the room so he could remember what he was missing when he went off to this distant planet. The main thing the bothered Fox was the fact the planet was thirty thousand lightyears away, and while Corneria was an extremely technologically advanced planet, nobody in the Lylat System had ventured that far from home. In fact, he had even overheard CDF scientists say that the journey was risky and they had their doubts that the Great Fox (Star Fox's main ship) could make it as far as the edge of the galaxy.

Just as he began to feel slightly nervous, he heard a slight tone from his tablet. He grabbed it off the coffee table in the center of the living room and sat on the couch adjacent to it. He opened up his email and saw a message from Vince, a scientist at the CDF. He anxiously tapped on the message to reveal its contents.

Fox, some of the scientists at the CDF have found some new material on Earth, the planet you and your team will be visiting. Its atmosphere seems to be almost identical to Corneria's, and you will most likely not even need a spacesuit when you arrive. We also found a great area for you guys to settle. It's located in the United States, one of the most developed countries in that world. We recommend laying low for a while until you can find more about the planet's inhabitants, but according to our research most of them seem to be civilized. Attached is a general map of the northwestern half of the planet as well as some photos some successful rovers have taken. We're all rooting for ya, buddy! –Vince

The message left a slight smile of Fox's muzzle. He opened the attachment to see several photos of mountains, desert, and even oceans. The planet seemed to be much more like Corneria than once thought. He spent the next several hours looking through the attachments that the scientists sent him. He noticed that they were being sent to a coastal metropolis on the West Coast of the United States. They also learned that surrounding the area there are many diverse climates and land masses, so that the different climates of the mysterious planet could be discovered as well. Once he finished looking through the various pictures, he turned in to the night.

He treaded down his hallway back to his bedroom, hopped in his bed, and began to imagine the planet that he would soon be exploring.