Animals

"You guys ever find it weird to think that Kat and the Commander are really a cat and a dog?" Bridge quirks his eyebrows conspirationally.

"What do you mean?" Z asks, the only one who looked up at the sentence.

"Well, if you think of normal cats and dogs, I mean, it's kind of weird. They don't fight like cats and dogs—well, not all the time, that is. Kat doesn't groom herself and the Commander doesn't do anything particularly canine except growl and bark," Bridge shrugs.

"I guess you're right," Z also contemplates, willing to humor her quirky friend.

"I mean, they are animals, right?" Bridge and Z trade glances until they hear a yowling kind of sound. "What was that?"

"I don't know," Z frowns. The two get up and head down the hall to investigate. More growling and yowling is heard. "I don't have a good feeling about this."

"That sounds like Kat," Bridge comments on a hissing kind of noise. "Do you think they're fighting?"

"I dunno," Z frowns, silently thinking of another possibility.

"Doggie," Kat's voice comes in a helpless whimper. A growl comes in response.

"That doesn't sound good," Bridge frowns. Cruger would never harm Kat, nor would she allow him to, but this is most alarming sounding. "Maybe they were sparring and he hurt her accidentally."

"Uh, Bridge," Z cringes.

"What if she's hurt?" Bridge is completely worried now.

"Bridge, no, I don't think—"

"Kat!" Bridge calls out to his honorary mother figure.

"Bridge, no, don't...!"

Bridge freezes in motion as he slides into view. Z runs into him, trying to stop him.

Doggie, with his back turned to them, braces himself against his personal console. His body shields Kat, who sits on the console. Her knees surround his hips, legs brushing his affectionately. The top buttons of her blouse are undone, revealing a black lace bra. Her bespeckled neck is covered in his love–nibble marks along her flesh. Her hair is mussed horribly and her lips are swollen attractively. Her hands have crept into the collar of his jacket, claws scraping against his scales. Both have surprised looks for all of a second before they dissolve into looks of absolute agitation. "Cadets, you never saw anything, this didn't happen, agreed?"

"Yes, sir," they respond automatically before rushing off.

"Animals indeed," Bridge whispers, trying to dispel the picture from his mind.

"You'd think they'd be more careful," Z shakes her head in panic.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Syd asks upon entry. When Z just shakes her head Syd looks up at Sky then back to them. "You guys saw Kat and the Commander, didn't you?"

"You too?!" Bridge blusters, at which Sky only nods and pats his buddy's shoulder.

"Wha...why...in the Command Center?!" Z groans.

"Yeah, it's happened to everyone at one point or another," Syd shrugs. "They're usually pretty careful, but every once in a while there'll be this incident, and someone is bound to catch them making out in a very public place."

"Or, if you accidentally walk into the senior officers' lounge, you see...much worse."

Everyone shudders a little bit.