DISCLAIMER: I don't own Starfox. Nintendo does. I own Azulia Lombardi, Draco Lombardi/Dragon L, Jad Tayel, Tori Hart, and Sierra Caridaay. If you wish to use them, email me (neptunerising@poetic.com)
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Falco yawned and rolled over. He could hear someone talking, but he couldn't be sure of who it was.
"Falco..." Fox sighed. "Don't make me dump water on your head. You've been sleeping in that chair all day."
Falco sat up and looked at the clock. It was one fifteen in the morning one day after he had fallen asleep. Falco rubbed his eyes.
"Well, nice to see you awake," Fox said with a smirk.
"What are you doing up?" Falco asked, standing up and yawning.
"Unlike you, I do something here," Fox said, sighing. "Like, hmm, run the ship?"
"Ha ha," Falco said sarcastically. "Remind me to bow down later."
"Don't worry, I will," Fox said, walking out.
"And he will, too," Falco sighed.
It was then he remembered Katt. He found himself hurrying to the sick bay, but stopped short of the door sensor when he heard Sierra talking.
"So, you really like him?" Sierra asked. "How long?"
"Since I met the guy," Katt said. "How can anyone not like him?"
"Falco's really not my type," Sierra laughed. "I don't go outside my species."
"Then why do you like-"
"Oh hush," Sierra said.
Falco was unsure of what he was going to do. If he walked in now, he might be accused of eavesdropping. Which he was doing, but he didn't want to get caught. If he walked away, he would still be worried about Katt, even if she did sound fine. Falco walked up to the door sensor and the door dilated open. Katt and Sierra looked up quickly.
"What?" Falco asked, playing dumb.
"Nothing," Katt said, flashing a smile.
Sierra went back to her work, giggling softly. Katt was still grinning, and Falco had no idea what to say.
"Um..." he looked from one girl to the other before settling on Katt. "You're awake."
"Very good," Katt said, leaning back in the pod. "You just noticed now?"
"Yes," Falco said, regaining his composure somewhat. "I don't track your every movement."
Katt shot Falco a look. Falco shot one right back. Katt rarely acted like she was acting now. Falco wondered what was going on. He was starting to get nervous.
"What?" he demanded finally. "What do you two want?"
"I don't want anything," Sierra said with a sly grin at Katt. "Katt, on the other hand... Or paw, in her case."
"Sierra..." Katt hissed through gritted teeth.
"She definitely wants something with you, Falco," Sierra giggled.
"Shut up!" Katt squealed.
Falco slipped into the recreation room, glad to get away from them. He had no idea as to what had just happened. Well, he did know that she liked him. But he had known that already. He had known she liked him for awhile, actually, and he also knew she had never acted like that. Falco sat down on the couch.
"I don't understand Katt at all," Falco muttered. "Never have, never will."
"Falco?" Katt called timidly, walking into the room and sitting next to him. "Falco, Sierra was just being weird. She didn't-"
Falco glanced at Katt for a moment, but looked away just as quickly. She was never the same way twice. You could talk to her one minute, and she would be the happiest person alive. The next minute, however, she could be ready to tear your throat out.
"Falco, look at me," Katt demanded. "Falco, I know you're listening."
Reluctantly, Falco looked over, making his face look as uninterested and aloof as possible. He always did. He rarely felt any emotion at all, and faked most of it most of the time.
"Falco, I'm sorry," Katt said. "Even though I have no idea what I did, I know I must have done something, so I'm sorry."
Falco gave Katt an "are you done?" look. Katt's ears drooped as she turned away. Falco looked at her a moment longer before staring out the window. They were still docked in Athena. Falco could see Titania in the distance, and was reminded of his mother. Standing up, he walked over to the window and sighed heavily. So close and yet so far. Katt either didn't notice or didn't care. Probably the latter. She was angry at him now. He was better off leaving before her instincts, which were always held in check by a thread in carnivores, got the best of her. He headed for the door.
"Do you really want to find your mother?" Katt asked evenly, which was unusual for her. "Or do you just like toying with my emotions?"
"Toying with your emotions?" Falco echoed incredulously. "Katt, what are you talking about?"
"You're so... So... Dense sometimes!" Katt growled. "I don't know why I bother!"
Grumbling, Falco kept walking. Katt, suddenly teary-eyed, caught his wing in both paws.
"Falco, don't," she said. "Don't leave."
Falco turned, staring at Katt, wondering if she was still sick. She had never acted like that. She took his wing and held it to her cheek. Falco's eyes widened, and he didn't move it from its place, even when her paws slipped away.
They stood there like that for what seemed like forever before Falco, suddenly unsure of everything he had thought he knew about Katt, withdrew his wing and rushed out of the recreation room.
