Standard disclaimers.
Surprising taste warning; Not bad, just surprising.
Thanks to JP for Betaing. (He is not a Gatch fan but does like SF and appreciate my warped sense of humour.)
"Do you like my new bikini?" Mala asked her twin a few days later.
Zoltar looked up from the latest mech design he was drawing. "Very nice."
"Is that all you have to say?" Mala arched an eyebrow. It was evident that the Devil Star Captain had been at Zoltars black paint.
"It is nice." He repeated. "Can I borrow it when you have finished with it?"
Mala threw her underarm holster, which was hung on the hook by the door, at her brother, he ducked. She stomped out.
"Are you sure it is waterproof?" He called after her cheerily.
"It's not like its going to rain!" Came Malas voice from down the passage.
Zoltar went back to his drawing; he smiled evilly to himself. He had two of his men armed with powerful water pistols stationed round the corner...