I hope you didn't mind the shortness of Wolflet. Cresswell is a little short too, but I promise my other fanfics will contain an equal amount of all ships.

-starstruck02

Cresswell

"Captain! Why did we have to stop in Qatar, of all places? There's nothing but sand and dust here, and it's so hot. There's only shopping malls and conference rooms here, for some reason(did some research :P)." Cress shifted uncomfortably on the dashboard of the Rampion.

"Trust me Cress, this place will get a lot more interesting when I come back," Thorne promised.

"Alright Captain. I'll just wait here and count the rocks for the hundreth time while waiting for you to come back." Cress sighed and turned her head towards the dull scenery outside.

Thorne waved bye, and walked of towards an apartment complex, where his surprise for Cress was waiting.

Cress sighed angrily. This was the place where Thorne had promised her would the best place on Earth? Stars, her satellite was more interesting than this! Cress let out another sigh, this time frustrated. She loved Thorne to pieces, and trusted him, but now, she doubted Thorne's so called amazing present, as he called it. Stars, there wasn't even wifi here. Oh well, Cress settled back for a long wait.

Thorne was giddy with exhilaration. Cress would be so pleased. He knew how much Cress had been wanting something to play with on the Rampion, and there wasn't much that Thorne could do. But now, Thorne chuckled to himself, Cress wouldn't be able to tear herself away from this present.

Cress was at one hundred ninety two rocks when Thorne came in with a cardboard box. It seemed to be light, as Thorne didn't show any signs of exertion at all. He set down the box, and turned towards Cress. Excited, Cress got up and was about to open the box, when Thorne laid a hand on her arm.

"Just wait Cress. There's just one rule to this. You can only pick one." Thorne wasn't about to handle two of these things at once. Cress was a little confused for a moment, but she nodded anyways, and opened the box.

Thorne waited for Cress's initial reaction, and all of a sudden Cress was hugging Thorne with all her might, which, sadly, was not a lot. She glanced up at Thorne and smiled. "This is awesome Thorne, thank you,"

"All right, now go pick one," Thorne smiled gently down at Cress.

Cress knelt down at the box, where seven squirming kittens were available to Cress. She picked up a small tabby cat and laughed when the kitten started playing with her hair. She set that one down and called to Thorne.

"Thorne, come help me pick one! They're all so adorable!" Thorne smiled as he got up to his feet, and knelt by Cress, looking over the box of kittens.

"How about this one?" Thorne asked. "His eyes are just like yours." It was true. The small, grey striped kitten had startling bright blue eyes, not unlike Cress's.

"Yeah, I like him too. His personality matches you too!" Sure enough, the grey kitten jumped out of the box and started exploring the Rampion, walking with a sort of swagger that reminded Cress of Thorne's behaviour. Thorne laughed.

"You're right. This one's ours. What will we call him?" Cress scrunched up her face and thought hard. Suddenly, she lit up like a lantern.

"We should call him Pascal! I watched this old, second era movie called Tangled. It's about a girl stuck in a tower, and she had a chameleon named Pascal. Of course, he," here Cress gestured to the cat,"isn't a chameleon, it would still be a good fit. What do you say, Captain?" Thorne vigorously nodded, and picked up the small cat, newly christened Pascal.

"I like Pascal. Come on, let's go watch that movie you told me about. Tangled, wasn't it?"

"Okay Captain, but what about the rest of the kittens?"

Thorne gestured over to the entrance, where a kind elderly looking woman walked in.

"Hello Cress! Thorne told me about you! He came to see me about a present for you, and it just figured that Molly, my cat, had a litter of kittens! So I let Thorne bring them over and let you pick one. My name's Mabel, by the way," Mabel pause, and took in the sight of Cress holding Pascal in her arms.

"Oh! I see that you chose him! He was my favourite. He was always getting into some sort of mischief though. Getting into the laundry, jumping onto people when they weren't looking. He's pretty sweet though. His antics have just become a pleasant surprise to me. He doesn't do anything bad though," Mabel added in after seeing Cress and Thorne's hesitant expressions. Cress smiled up at Thorne.

"I think he's perfect for us," Cress grinned.

"Okay, well, have fun with your new cat, dears!" Mabel called over her shoulder as she made her way out with a basket of cats.

Thorne took off at the control seat, leaving Cress to play happily with Pascal. In doing so, she caught a flash of fur. Cress bent down near the chair, and picked up a disgruntled tabby kitten by the scruff of her neck. Cress smiled to herself.

Thorne did say she could only choose one, but maybe Thorne could be persuaded. Cress giggled in glee. She was coming to love Earth and its creatures as much as she was coming to love Thorne.