Before Ben's clothes slumped on top of him, the tiny fox thought quickly and dived out of the collar of his sweater and landed on top of the pile of clothes. He huffed in relief and laid on his back, wiggling his bare paws and noticing he was now naked, covering himself instinctively and then realising that that was a little bit foolish.
"So that's why we have to wear gloves in the labs..." Ben thought to himself as he looked at his arms where the liquid had splashed on him. "How the hell am I going to get out of this?" He turned to face the door that seemed far away now and sighed. That would be a good start he felt, and even though it seemed like nearly half a mile away, he began his sprint.
He ran under the tables and chairs that towered all around him like a city with many-a-skyscraper and shortly he was nearing the door when he watched the door suddenly swing open and Ben halted in his tracks and gasped as he watched the gigantic creature step into the room with a loud thud, shaking the floor enough to send the micro fox onto his hind with a bump.
Ben watched with his mouth hung open as his long time enemy stepped into the room and letting the door close behind him. Drax walked in with his bushy tail sweeping through the door before it clicked shut and sighed. "Detention, seriously? I just pushed the little shit out the way is all..." he huffed. Ben watched as the colossal wolf yawn and take a step to his desk, thankfully away from the tiny fox who was sat stunned by the sight before him. He just watched as the evil wolf walked on by, his soft bare paws pressing into the floor with each booming step and Ben gulped at the thought... No... No, he couldn't think about that, and the way the jeans held tight to his muscular form in the same way his dark tee held tight to his big torso. He waited and waited and he finally got up once he knew Drax hadn't seem him and began to run again.
He was running for what seemed like a few minutes, getting closer and closer to the titanic door ahead when he heard Drax speak again. And this time, Ben's fur stood on end too when he stopped on his heels and froze.
"What the hell is this...? Are they... Ben's clothes...?" Ben turned to see his long-time enemy begin to walk to his pile of clothes that he had left behind. "..The fuck is he doing?" Ben watched the wolf walk up to his clothes and pick them up, shaking them and then dropping them on the floor. "Is he fucking that slut? Game on, man!" Drax laughed as he wandered back to his desk, Ben feeling the thudding vibrations through the floor less and less as the giant wolf walked away. Ben sighed and didn't think twice about waiting around.
He took off and headed to the door again but it wasn't long before Drax changed his mind. "Fuck this, I'm not staying in detention..." Ben heard Drax mumble and suddenly he froze once again. He didn't turn to look behind him, he just looked around for somewhere to hide but he was now standing in a clear area of the floor, in between the door and tables, in clear sight. He was panicking now, his heart was beating hard and fast, especially now that he heard and felt Drax's thuddering footsteps getting closer... Until...
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