Match

"Elizabeth, Sydney," Kat frowns at her girls, lying on their beds innocently, "what is the meaning of this?"

"Of what, Kat?" Z smiles innocently.

"Don't even try it, Elizabeth," Kat holds up an offending piece of paper. "This is the result of an online dating questionnaire, filled out in my name."

"It was Z's idea!" Syd crumbles under Kat's scrutinizing gaze. She clutches her dearest stuffed elephant tightly and points her finger at her brunette friend.

"Taddletale," Z curses under her breath.

"Z, this is—"

"Okay, before you say anything, do you realize that I answered the questions totally accurately? Plus, see who it matched you with?" Z points to the paper.

Kat hates to admit that the answers on the sheet are exactly what she would say. Maybe her rangers know her a little too well... When Z points out her match it's just the username from the site: Doggy2025. "What kind of a name is that?"

"Have you checked him out?" Z asks. She just so happens to have Doggy2025's profile up on her private console on her side of the room. "He seems like a pretty good match for you."

"You are in big trouble," Kat frowns at the young brunette, though she looks at the web page anyway. There's no picture, like Z didn't put up for Kat's (FAKE) profile. Profession is listed as SPD and he sounds like a nice enough guy. "What is this about, Z?"

"Maybe you should just give him a chance," Z shrugs, trying not to smile like a maniac.

"Kat, have you found this, yet?" Cruger stomps into the room, claws ticking on the floor. He holds an identical paper in his paw. "It seems our Cadets have decided that there are no longer boundaries within our chain of command."

"We meant well, guys, really. We just wanted to show you that you're not the only ones who think you're perfect for each other. Besides, it was mine and Jack's idea—no one else was in on it," Z casts a wilting glare at Syd's side of the room, where the blond has buried herself from Cruger's gaze under a mountain of stuffed animals. "We know you're still here, Syd."

"I can't hear you!" comes the blonde's muffled voice from behind a plush giraffe.

"Either way, you and Cadet Landors are on probation, starting today, Cadet Delgado. Report to the cafeteria for dish duty at 1800 hours," Cruger barks firmly.

"Yes, sir," Z nods, acknowledging that this is entirely fair.

"Unbelievable," Cruger mutter as he goes out, Kat following behind with a slightly annoyed glance back at Z, who smirks sassily and gestures between Kat and Cruger with an overly–romantic expression. "Can you believe those cadets?"

"I guess if it were anyone behind this, it would be Z and Jack," Kat supplies. As agitating as this was she's not too angry with them. "I'm more worried about how accurate the answers Z put in for me are. They're all spot on."

"Really?—so are mine," he admits grudgingly, "I imagine he had Bridge help him."

Kat nods and the two laps into sightly strained silence. "So...do you think it's right?"

"What?" Cruger turns.

"The site, do you think it's right, y'know...about us?" Kat holds her breath.

"I don't need this nonsense to tell me you're my perfect match, Kat," he mutters. He continues on ahead of her, missing the stunned and elated expression of the Felid behind him.