Tinkering

	“Alright, so I’ve got this portion stuck here… all I need to do is try and fit this ring on here and… C’mon, c’mon…” With that, a fox with a rather focused look on his face leans forward against a rather cluttered table, a mass of metal and glass held in his hands - he had been trying to tinker with this thing for a little while now, but there was only so much that he could do by himself - in time, though, he leans back in his seat, a soft sigh escaping him after a moment.
	“Guh… At least I’m making progress…” With that, he holds that mass of metal and glass up to the light streaming in from above - there, in his hands, was a rather ornate-looking helmet with a thick glass visor bolted to its front. He’d been trying his best to make sure that everything was looking as sleek as he could manage while also making sure that the entire thing wasn’t going to bulge inward and crush things he didn’t want to be crushed.
	He shakes his head at that point before pressing that contraption back down onto his table - he stands up a moment later, his arms raising above his head with a soft “click” in his joints. Being in one position over enough time was sure to bring stiffness along with it, after all.
	“Oh, what’s the matter, honey? Having a little trouble with your toys?” With that, a pair of arms slinks their way around the fox’s form, only to wrap themselves around his midsection. Then, a second pair wraps around him. Then a third. It’s only after that point that the fox could feel the relaxed warmth of his wife behind him, causing a smirk to press itself onto his features.
	“Oh, you know how it is, Arachne… Just… frustrated with some of my work and all. Been trying to fix things up for a bit, and, uh… well… making little progress sometimes and all.”
	“Oh, Gabe, honey… What you need is some relaxation. Unwind a bit, right?” WIth that, the four-eyed visage of the fox’s wife slinks its way over his shoulder, only to press her lips against his cheek. “How about we leave this all alone for a little bit and go for a dip, hm? I think we could both have some fun in the water, you know.”
	“Hehe… well… I mean… I guess, if someone like you is gonna be there with me.” It’s at that point that the fox slips himself around to face his wife, his own lips planting a soft kiss onto her forehead. “Besides, what would I do without you? You know how much I love you, right?”
	“Oh, Gabe, Gabe, Gabe… If I ever tell you that I don’t love you, then that’s your cue that something’s wrong, you know? Now, come on, I think we’re both overdue for a dip.” And with that, the two of them slink off toward the water.