NOTE: This take place in the dark Swat Kats universe.
It started as a new day for the deputy mayor, who had slid out of bed, ate breakfast and got dressed for her daily job of nothing.
Dark Kat had disappeared for a moment while the Swat Kats were just standing by while twiddling their thumbs waiting for something to do, there hasn't been any bank opening lately so they were bored.
Now at the moment Callico Briggs was mindlessly staring at the blank page that sat on her desk thinking out another half assed speech for the mayor. She was bored, very, very bored. She wonder if there was some kind of over used plot device to get her out of this, she hoped for anything.
The door open and in walked a walking plot device, Commander Feral. He walked up to the desk with a file in hand, "I hate to say this but I must ask you a favor."
Callie flashed that wicked smile as she lean forward, a soft mandolin song (the theme from the godfather) plays. "Really, well take a seat and we'll talk."
"Uh," he said as he took a seat. "Thanks but this is for my niece, you see she has a little problem. Well, I'll show in these photos." He open the file and shoved it across the desk, Callie looked at them and barely held back the scream.
There in the photos was Felina dressed in a multi-color blouse, main torso was blue while the sleeves were red and there were white puff balls going down the center with yellow tinting.
"MY EYES!" She screamed while eyeing the yellow latex dress that cover a black full sleave dress and a latex hat. "The horror, the horror." She saw the purple racing jump suit with black high tops with pink lighting bolt on both.
"As you can see," he said. "She has bad taste in civilian clothes, I was hoping that you could help and get her some better clothes?"
"Yes," Callie said in a weak tone. "Consider this one a free one, this is an emergency.
Feral nodded as he stood up.