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Place:
Beta Mountain
Time: ViViD
(again)
"Oooh,
such a cute little kitty!" The woman, clothed in slightly
too bright colors, clapped her hands in front of her chest and
beamed at the cat sitting in front of her.
Uh
oh! thought all the Rangers, including Commander Walsh, as
they saw it. Goose's Possessor sat in front of one of the VIP
visitors and looked up at her with great, green, dangerously
innocent eyes above vibrating whiskers.
The
woman looked around. "To whom do you belong, kitty?"
she asked Poss, who miaowed as an answer.
"To
me, ma'am." Goose left his place and came over.
"May
I stroke him?"
"If he
agrees to it." The ST shrugged. "I've got nothing to
say about what he likes."
She
bent slowly down and stretched out a hand towards Poss. Behind
her, Walsh put a hand over his eyes, as if seized by a sudden
headache. Poss sniffed at her hand, then nudged his nose against
it. Carefully, she ran her fingers over the fur of his back. "You
know," she told the cat that rewarded her stroking with a
faint purring, "when my Fluffy died last year, I begged my
husband for a new pet because I felt so alone. Yes, I even
thought about a sweet little kitten just like you--," she
smiled at Poss and ran her hand over his ears, "--because it
wouldn't remind me of my dearest poodle." She sighed. "But
Eric was strictly against it."
Poss
snorted and she laughed out loud. "Yes, you are right,
kitty. He's really stingy! I'm sorry, but I must go now."
Poss laid his head to the side and watched her getting up. She
smiled at Goose. "A really charming cat, Ranger. You're
lucky to have him."
"Yes,
I am, ma'am." Goose took Poss up and stroked him under the
chin, which increased the purring to a considerable
noise.
The woman noticed and
smiled. "If you ever have kittens of his," she said,
"will you think of me when you find new homes for
them?"
He nodded, still
stroking his cat. "I will, ma'am."
"Wonderful!"
she waved, delighted and left.
"Gods,
boy! Do you know who that was?!" Walsh said behind
him.
"Yes, sir," Goose
said with a grin. "Lady Wheiner."
"And
you practically promised her one of Poss' offspring! What do you
plan to do about that?"
The
ST's grin grew more than just malicious. "I'm going to hope
that one of the kittens takes very much after its daddy!"
END
Thanks
to Elizabeth 'fatima' Bales for her help with English. |