New category story!!! But… Andi's not feeling much like talking… Weird…

"What do you mean I need to take leave?! I'm not sick!" Shouted the yellow Kat that looked more like a pro wrestler in a uniform for the Enforcers. He felt his tail twitch in agitation as he glared at his commander. "Feral, you know I can't afford to take leave."

"Oh, but you can and you will Captain Furlong. It hasn't escaped my notice that you haven't taken a day of your paid vacation, or a sick day, of even a personal day since the day you were recruited to the Enforcers Advanced Air Squad. The Mayor is breathing down my neck, some crap about how over worked and over stressed police may lead to more casualties and damage then absolutely necessary, and he doesn't want that. So, you are now required to take your vacation. Another officer has offered to let the entire Megakat City Enforcer squad have access to his ranch in the country, one at a time of course, and you've been selected to be the first one out there. No, don't give me that face Furlong. You've brought this on yourself for having the longest untouched leave time of all of us. Kats alive, even I have taken a personal day." The big brown and black tom said as he sat behind his desk, his hands linked and in front of his face to hide the smirk that resided there. He had known, just known, that Chance Furlong, the youngest Fighter Pilot for the E.A.A.S. (not to mention the youngest captain), would put up a fight to this. When a Lieutenant had offered the use of his ranch to the men that actually liked to do manual labor rather then just sit around, Ulysses Feral immediately thought of Furlong… the only problem was that the tabby was a complete city kat. He'd been through basic, passed with flying colors, but had been almost more trouble then he was worth until they had gotten him into the air. What with him aggravating his superiors, annoying his fellow recruits, and constantly trying to systematically take apart everything that was drivable and trying to "fix" them, they were ready to just kick him out… until they shoved him into aviation classes.

"Look Feral… I'm flattered, but I want to stay in the city. Country life just doesn't agree with me…"

"Too much of a scaredy kat Furlong?" Asked a deep voice on a chuckle. Chance looked over with a smirk at the black stripped orange tabby kat with a beat up old cowboy hat that stood in the door way. He stood at about six foot seven inches when he stood straight and had biceps the size of his head. He was the fastest runner on the squad, his legs being both longer and more muscled then even his, and was also the fastest one to get the she kats, the southern drawl and country manners, the girls just seemed to follow him around.

"Ha ha, funny stuff there Shawn. You know I ain't scared of anything!"

"Really? You seem like you're afraid to go to my ranch." He said as he turned a chair backwards and straddling it. "Now, why would that be? 'Fraid of a lil' hard work kit?"

"Have you seen what I do around here?" Chance shouted. "I bust my tail for this place! You think I'm afraid to deal with some stupid animal like a horse?!"

"Horses ain't stupid kit. Hell, they're probably smarter 'en you!" He said on a chuckle. "My nephew an' a few of my normal hands are workin' down there right now. They're waitin' on ya to get you're tail down there to help 'em with the harvest." Shawn said as he tilted up his hat with his thumb.

"Well I hate to disappoint, but I ain't going." Chance said, even going so far as to cross his arms over his chest and slide down in his seat a bit. He saw Shawn sigh and reached into his pocket and pull out a phone, hit a button, and hold it up to his ear.

"Hey Nana… Yeah, I'm fine… No, no I'm not sick… Yes Nana I know… I was actually calling to talk to Jake… Thanks Nan." He said and turned it to speaker. He then looked back at Chance and Feral, both of whom had their eyebrows raised, and he raised his eyebrow back at them. "What? I'm not allowed to talk to my Aunt?"

"Your Aunt?" Chance asked.

"Yeah kit, my Aunt…"

"Shawny? Still there sugar?" Came a sweet voice over the phone. He smiled down at it.

"Yes Nana… Where's Jake?"

"Here Uncle Shawn. Whaddaya need?"

"Ah, there's my nephew! Well, it turns out the city kat that's suppose to come out and help ya ain't showin' up." There was a pause on the end of the line and then a sigh.

"Alright… I'll put off my rodeo til the harvest gets done and the horses and cattle are taken care of. Damn shame though… I was actually fixin' to pass those last milliseconds…" Chance saw Shawn's jaw drop.

"You almost got after eight?!"

"By point seven!" Came the frustrated voice over the phone. Shawn shook his head.

"How long'll it take with just the four of ya out there?"

"For all this land?! At least two days. Maybe one and a half if we move fast." Shawn glared at Chance and spoke into his phone.

"Change of plans nephew…he said he'd come out." He said and hung up the phone.

"What the hell?! I did not!"

"You did now kit. If I have ta hog tie ya, you're goin' down there tomorrow morning and helpin' them get there work done." He said, his smile a little sharp as he bared his fangs at Chance. He gulped and nodded, "Great! Better go home and pack champ, I'll pick you up at 04:00!" He said happily, his tail swishing as he got up and started whistling a tune as he left. Chance looked at Feral who merely smirked at him.

"Don't look at me… Unless you're a she-kat you can't get away with telling him no." He said with a deep chuckle.

Yay! New category! We know some of our readers for our Hellboy fics may very well kill us for starting another one, but we just can't help it! Andi has evil plot bunnies following her around 24/7!... that and she got kicked by a grumpy horse today… *cringes* so her mind is all over the place right now… review and show the love please!

Love,

Dana & the unable to say much right now Andi!