Falco took a deep breath, shocked at what he had just said.
"No!" he said aloud, still looking at his reflection. "No, I don't! I just…"
Falco sat down on his bed.
Could it be? Could he really? No! That was absurd! What a stupid thought! He laughed to himself, but the laughter soon turned into a worried sort of groan.
Falco put his head in his wings and breathed deeply.
Katt had always been in his life. Since a young age he had known her. Why now was this happening? Why not before? He thought back to their flight training. He had noticed her then. He remembered thinking she was pretty - but that was all he thought.
He remembered all the times she had showed up to help Star Fox. He remembered the way he always sort of wanted her to hang around a little longer when she left….the way we always wondered were she went….
"That doesn't mean anything!" Falco said aloud. "If Fox just left suddenly I would wonder where he went to!"
That last statement made him feel a little better - because it was true.
"Ok then," said the little voice in his head "Then why is it, every time we're on a mission to Zoness, do you secretly hope you'll run into her?"
"I do not," said Falco. "And even if I do, she's my friend, everyone likes seeing their friends."
"If she's your friend….." said the little voice "….then why do you argue with her?"
Falco was stumped. He had no comeback for that one. Why did he argue with her? She hadn't done anything. Fox was right, he should cut her some slack.
Falco turned away from the mirror. He didn't want to look at himself any longer. He could help but feel disgusted at his own behaviour.
"Go and apologise to her," said the little voice.
Falco sighed and got up.

He walked through the corridors once again. He wasn't very good at apologising, it wasn't something he liked to do. He was too proud for things like that. Besides, it was usually the other person's fault…..usually…..

Falco headed towards Katt's quarters. He got to her door and stopped. Exactly what was he going to say here? 'Hi Katt. Sorry for being a jerk, by the way, I think I might like you.' Pffff, yeah, sounds great.

He turned around. This was stupid. He was Falco, he didn't apologise for anything. Screw Katt. It would never work anyway. He walked away

"Falco," a voice came from behind him.
He turned around and saw Katt Monroe emerging from her quarters.
"I was just about to come and see you," she said.
"What?" Falco said in mild shock. Why would she be coming to see him?
"There was something I wanted to talk to you about" she said. Falco looked at her. "It was Peppy's idea, by the way."
"Yeah, well, Katt, there was sort of something I want to say to you as well."
Katt looked a little surprised.
"I just wanted to know," said Katt, before he could get another word out, "what you've got against me?"
"Huh?"
"I mean, why do you keep fighting with me all the time?"
"Oh that"
"Yeah that"
"Well, that's what I wanted to talk about," said Falco. "I know I haven't exactly been your best friend since you started here, and I know most of those fights were my fault……ok, all of those fights were my fault, and…well…I was just talking to Fox and he seems to think I should cut you some slack....".
Katt looked surprised, but a little annoyed.
"Yeah, well, Falco, he's right! It's hard enough to start on a new ship without your smartass attitude
getting in the way of everything."
Falco bit his lip. Smartass attitude? "Shes making this really hard!" he thought to himself.
"Yeah well," he said "i'm - I'm s-sorry."
Katt looked at him.
"My god, Falco, I don't think I've ever heard you say those two words to anybody."
She laughed. He watched her for a moment, then he did too.
"Yeah, well," said Falco "I guess I sort of owed it to you"
Katt laughed again. "Since when do you apologise because you thought you 'owed' it to someone?'"
Falco smirked. "Yeah, well, there was the nagging little voice that kept......"
"Oh, I hate that voice!!" said Katt.
Falco laughed. "Yeah, me too!!"
They stood silent for a second. Falco looked at Katt out of the corner of his eye. He was right when he'd thought it at flight academy - she was pretty. Very pretty.