Can I request Hawks meeting someone who has a fox quirk that’s also a pro hero? They basically doing everything a fox does with ears and a tail? They start off as strangers then becoming good friends and eventually falling in love? This is obviously before chapter 271. 🥺👉🏼👈🏼
Fox Tracks
Hawks was used to doing everything himself, not really needing anyone's help since he had his feathers. He moved too fast for most Pros and they could just not keep up. He didn't mind though, sure he got lonely but not by much . Whenever he was down he would perch himself up on a building to watch the city and the sky . Thinking about how far it really stretched and how loud the city actually was.
His Agency did not mind if he worked alone most of the time but a little help wouldn't hurt anyone. So they made a call to the next Agency over without his knowledge. It was the best thing they could have done for him.
Hawks was fighting a villain who could make vines grow from the ground . He had gotten caught and his wings were wrapped up behind him leaving him little wiggle room to escape. Of all the things to do him in its a weed? Really? Something red and fuzzy rushed past him though and jumped onto the guy bringing him down . The vines wiggled off of Hawks like a snake retreating back to its roots in the ground. Once Hawks got close enough he saw the villain cuffed and you standing up brushing off your tail. You had very large fox ears on your head and a very fuzzy fox tail in your hands smoothing out the pretty red fur . Your ear turned and you looked up to see Hawks staring at you.
“Take a picture, it'll last longer” you giggled, flicking your tail at him.
“Who are you…?”
You grinned showing off a little tooth fang . “Fox Trot! at cho service. Your Agency called me.”
“They did..? Why?”
“Becauseee. Your a brooder? And you work alone blah blah. Can you take this guy back?” You asked walking over looking very innocent.
Hawks did not know what to make of this. Why would his Agency do such a thing? Hes fine on his own. He watched you walk behind him a few times, your tail rubbing on his face and wings . The snickering you did made him a little agitated. You jumped back in front of him with your hands behind your back, tail wagging.
“I suppose . But i don't need help.” His feathers wrapped around the villain. “Thank you for the un-needed help.” He turned walking away.
“Don't cha need a license to walk around with a villain?” You snickered at him.
Hawks felt his pocket not feeling any indent . He turned to see you holding it up . You tossed it back to him and ran off onto a fire escape, waving at him mid flip and disappearing.
“They got you” the villain said to Hawks
He squeezed the plastic card. “Shut up”
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This happened everytime Hawks dealt with a villain. You always showed up, always outsmarted him, always somehow took something off his person. The second time you were sitting down with his glove in your mouth, ears down whimpering at him with big eyes, your left hand up as if it hurt. He kneeled down to check your hand and you slapped him with his glove jumping away to your feet laughing and running away. The villains could be heard in the background laughing.
The third time.. oh he's had it. The third time you watched him fight , not interfering at all. It irritated him, kept looking over his shoulder at you or down on the ground where you were sitting, tail wagging. He wasn't paying attention and flew right into a building. The villain laughed so hard he just left holding his stomach. You crawled over, tail high in the air and sat down next to him.
“Hey.” You giggled
“What.” He rubbed his face slowly to release the pain
You leaned down to his face whispering. “Need help? Little Birdie?”
Hawks shot up but you were faster, jumping to your feet running away snickering.
•••
Hawks had perched himself up on a building after that.. situation to think about these past few days. You definitely acted like a fox. And everyone at the Agency loved you . Hawks even admitted you were very crafty and how you looked cute with his glove . He shook his head laughing. He would get you back.
On cool friday friday night you were fighting a villain alone and he had cornered you with nothing for you to climb on to escape . Your tail was spiked and you had grown little claws . Right when you were going to pounce Hawks flew down grabbing the villain and tossing him to the police out by the road . You blinked easing up, claws turning back into nails.
Hawks drifted down to you , hands behind his head. “Need help? Vixie?”
“Fox Trot. And no.”
“ looked like you did.” He perched himself in front of you taking off his glove. “You know it was really cute seeing this is your mouth, looking all sad and worried”. He waved it around .
Your face turned as red as your tail and you looked away smugly. “of course. I am crafty after all”
Hawks got up putting the glove in your shirt and wrapping an arm around you. “Hey! Excuse me!” You growled at him and Hawks started to fly.
“Lets go get dinner Vixie. My treat.”
