Chapter 8
Katt and Falco fled Fox's room and took cover in the purple feathered avian's room. He slammed the door and slid to the ground, chuckling nervously. Katt's face had gone red. He cocked his head to the side in a questioning manner.
"Your pants are still..."
He looked down at his exposed junk. "So they are." He grinned up at her.
She smiled and sat down on his lap, facing him.
"Wanna go again?" He asked.
"When do I not?" She chuckled.
He took her waist and guided her down onto him. She kissed his neck as she gently rolled her hips back and forth.
Falco let out a quiet, throaty groan of pleasure. "Ya know, Katt... I may have bragged a lot about all of my one-night stands and how great they were, but being with you tops every last one of them."
She smiled softly. "Knowing your history, I'll take that as a compliment."
He grabbed her plump rear with both hands and urged her into a faster rhythm.
Her heart rate increased, and she could feel the heat spreading over her body. Her muscles tensed up, and she gave in to the climax.
Falco moaned pleasurably as she tightened and pulsed around him. He joined her in ecstasy after just a few seconds.
"Falco, I..." she began between breaths, "I...I'm in love with you."
His eyes opened in shock. He stared at her for a few seconds, frowning, unsure of how to respond. Love? I mean, I knew she was fond of me, and... I'm fond of her too, but... love?
Katt's face fell at his lack of response. She stood up. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said..."
"Hey, love-birds, we're having a team meeting, if you'd like to be a part of your team." Fox's voice came over the com.
Falco stood and zipped up his fly, grateful for the interruption and an excuse to avoid the conversation. He cleared his throat. "Shall we?"
The two strode down the hall to the meeting room, carrying an awkward air between them.
"Look who decided to join the team." Fox said as the couple entered.
The tension spread through the room to the rest of the team, and Slippy blushed.
Fox cleared his throat. "After forever and a day, we actually have a mission." He said, a glint of hope in his voice. "I know we're still doing fairly well from defeating Andross, but it's not going to last forever. I've gone ahead and accepted this mission. If you wish to sit out, speak now."
There was silence around the table, and the tension began to return.
"Good." Fox said quickly. "Now, a shipment of goods was intercepted between Corneria and Katina. The crew evacuated while the ship was being boarded, and the ship itself was destroyed. The cargo was taken by a group of thug pirates. There's a homing beacon on what we have to get back. Either they haven't noticed the beacon, or they've set a trap. Either way, we need to get the goods back."
"Do we know what 'the goods' are?" Falco asked.
"No. All I know is that they are in boxes with military stamps. Supposedly, we'll know when we see them."
"Oh, great! That could mean anything. Pirates steal military boxes all the time."
"Not these boxes. We are going in as soon as we're in position. This is a stealth mission. Slippy, you and Peppy will stay aboard the ship. I want you covering us with radar and supplies if needed. Katt, Falco, and I will go in with the General's new space suits and infiltrate the ship. The suits are small enough that proximity shouldn't set off any alarms." He turned to Katt. "We each will have a device that scans objects for the Great Fox. Once the item is scanned, Slippy and Peppy can transport it up here. When we have everything, we'll escape and run for it."
"How are we supposed to know exactly what we're getting?" Katt asked.
"There's six boxes total. They're supposed to be in blue casing with a military stamp on them."
"What happens if we get separated or captured?" Falco inquired.
"If you're in danger, there's a feature built into the suit that will force teleport you in the direction of the Great Fox. It's voice activated by the command, 'emergency teleport.' Unfortunately, it has short range, so you'll most likely end up in space. There's a three minute recharge period between teleports, so you can't just spam the command to get home, and flying the ship close enough for the short range teleport would risk detection. Just make sure your helmet is on before you give the voice command."
"Point taken..."
"We should be getting close by now. Let's go."
Katt, Falco, and Fox geared up in the hangar. The space suits were made of a thin, navy blue rubbery substance that conformed to bodily shape and temperature. The neck gaped out slightly, fitted with a metal ring that clipped into the helmet. The helmet was large and round, fitted with a machine inside that could filter carbon dioxide back into oxygen for a limited time.
"Make sure your filters are fresh. You don't want to suffocate halfway through the mission." Fox warned. "A fresh filter will last approximately two hours, in theory."
"In theory." Falco cocked an eyebrow.
"There's a little bar on the HUD that lets you know how much oxygen you have left. The faster you breathe, the faster the bar goes down." Fox zipped up his suit and clipped on the helmet. "The jet pack on the back of the suit is controlled by your helmet. Just turn your head in the direction you want to go, and the jet pack will aim there. It's activated by a voice command, as is the teleportation device." He took three small hand-held devices from the closet and clipped one to his belt. "These are the scanners. If you find the boxes, just press the green button," he said, handing the remaining two to his teammates.
Katt stared at Falco through the glass on her helmet. "Good luck." She said, a hint of sadness in her tone.
He looked down to avoid her gaze. "You, too."
The trio jumped through the airlock, and Slippy closed it behind them.
"Activate jet pack." Fox said. A quick blast of fire shot out of his back, and he glided towards the enemy ship.
"Here we go... Activate jet pack." Falco flew off after Fox.
Katt took a deep breath and exhaled slowly in attempt to calm her racing heart. "Activate jet pack."
Author's Notes: Credit for the inspiration for the space suits and the mission goes to One B.A. Human, author of Starfox: Second Sun. It's a fantastic story, you guys should check it out. (I'm pretty sure that space suits were in fact invented by someone else...but the inspiration behind having the space suits exist in my story comes from One B.A. Human.)
