When You Least Expect It

Written by & copyright of Earl Bacon Foxonian@aol.com

Featuring Cassie, the Rock & Roll Vixen
http://members.aol.com/rufinoform/Cassie.htm

Please read the prequil, "Stage Sisters", featuring Laretta and Cassie at
http://members.aol.com/CassieRockVixen6/stage_sisters_ch1.txt
Please read the sequil, "By Dawn's Early light", featuring Cassie at
http://members.aol.com/katkottage/by_dawns_early_light.txt

Cassie and all other characters are created by & copyright of Earl Bacon except for
Vixina, who is copyright Cloudchaser Shaconage and Laretta, who is copyright Andre Cotton.

"Well, how about it?  Will the patient live?" Cassie asked as she watched the otter
fiddle with the innards of her amp head.  "Cass," Slim, her longtime roadie began,
"This thing has been patched together so much that you could use it as a diagram
for Frankenstein's brain!"  The otter put his tools down on the small portable work
table that the amp head was sitting on and looked the long head haired red fox
vixen squarely in the eye as he spoke.

"Why are you keeping this old piece of junk?  You could easily buy a new Marshall or
Ampeg head for a lot less than what I'm charging you to keep this thing going."  "You
know why, Slim," Cassie began.  This amp head gives all my guitars that special
'UMMPH'.  I've tried others, but nothing comes close to this."  The vixen then gave
the battered amp head an almost loving craess with her right black-furred hand.  "Yeah,
and I'll bet it goes all the way up to eleven!" Slim replied as he gave Cassie one of
his whiskered frowns.

"Okay, I'll patch it up one more time, but after this, you had better call Kevorkian
for it."  The vixen gave the shorter otter a large fanged smile.  "Thanx Slim!  I owe
you one!"  The otter began to fiddle with the old amp again as he spoke.  "Oh, you owe
me, allright.  In fact, I'm caling it in roght now.  There's a band called 'Noise' that
I have heard a lot about.  I would like you to come with me tomorrow night to check
them out.  I'll give you the details later."

Cassie smiled and shook her head as she headed to the stage door.  Slim had just roped
her into one of his local talent trips and she fell right into his hands.  "Oh well,"
Cassie thought as she went through the stage door.  At least Slim's trips were
interesting.  She had seen just about every start up band around and the trips broke up
the monotony of life on the road.  Plus, she would get her amp head fixed again!  This
amp head had been the one she had owned since she was 14.  It was a gift from her father
to celebrate her "new profession" as he put it.  Not only did the amp head have
sentimental value, but its sound was terrific!

Cassie waited just outside by the stage door for her ride that would pick her up and
take her back to the hotel.  So far, the tour was going well.  With the addition of a
vixen named Vixina and her powerful fiddle and a wolf femme named Laretta who could play
an excellent rhythm guitar, Cassie knew that all the elements of a great band were
coming together at last!  As Cassie waited, a thought entered her mind that was so
powerful, it made her ears perk up and her long, bushy, foxlike tail began to wag.

In less than 6 hours, her mate, Foxonian, was going to meet her at the hotel!  He had
been at a meeting with some of the honchos at her record label's HQ, concerning the
release of her upcoming solo album.  "No doubt they're going to push up the release
date," Cassie speculated as she stood outside.  Still, that didn't really matter to
her right now.  All she wanted at that moment was to get to her hotel room, slip off
her pumps, and wrap her arms around her human lover.  God!  Did she want that!

*Flash*  Cassie, momentarily startled, turned just in time to see a rabbit-morph wearing
a raincoat and holding a camera.  The rabbit was running down the alley that ran
alongside the theater.  At the end of the alley, the vixen could see a waiting
taxi.  "Papparazzi," Cassie snarled to herself.  "Well, I hope he got my good side,"
she thought as she heard the cab peeling away at high speed.

About 2 min. later, a large white Lincon Town Car Limo pulled up.  Cassie was still
so bugged by the whole camera incident and the fact that the limo was late that she
didn't notice the chauffer coming over to open her door.  "Sorry, Miss Vixena,"
the chauffer, a rather large white tiger furry-morph said.  "But I had to make a stop
along the way here.  I hope you don't mind."  Cassie sighed "No.  I don't mind.  Just
take me to the hotel."

As the tiger opened the limo's rear door, a voice from inside said, "Oh don't be that
way, Hun!"  Cassie's eyes widened and her fanged mouth opened in surprise.
"Foxonian?" Cassie asked.  Yep, it's me.  I just couldn't wait to see you, vixen!"
replied the human sitting in the far side of the limo.  In an instant, Cassie leaped
into the limo and snuggled up to her mate.

The tiger chauffer smiled as he closed the door and walked over to his driver's
seat.  Looking into his rear view mirror, the tiger saw a very tall human male wearing
a dark blue suit that was being removed by a red fox vixen with long black head hair.
The vixen was wearing a black neck choker with an oval blue gem in its center and a
sleeveles thigh slit blue dress that was being removed by the human next to her.  Both
were joined in a series of passionate kisses.  "To the hotel?" the chauffer asked.
In reply, the partition window went up.  "A couple times around the block first, I
guess," the tiger laughed as he put the limo into drive.

The End