Cats and Dogs – Code
"Red October, standing by."
"Green Bean, standing by."
"Pink Panther, standing by."
"Yellow Fever, standing by."
...
"Say it, Sky," Syd orders into her headset.
"No," is his response.
"Come on, man, just do it," Jack probes, knowing Sky can't see the smile on his face.
"No!"
"Green Bean, here," Bridge comes in with a Mr. Spock voice. "I'm...reminding you...Sky, that...resistence, is...futile."
"Just do it, Sky," Z sighs, "so we can all get this over with."
"Fine," Sky grumbles, "...Blue Boy, standing by."
"'Atta boy!" Jack laughs happily.
"We're clear on this end. Sirius Black, come in; come in, Sirius Black, we're clear, sir," Jack reports.
"Sirius Black, here," Cruger growls, clearly no more enthused with the names than Sky. "Who is Sirius Black, again, Cadet Drew?"
"He's—"
"Don't bother, Syd, it's no good," Kat laughs.
"Why am I him, then?" Cruger asks, still confused.
"You're from Sirius, and you're the Shadow Ranger?—no duh, sir," Syd rolls her eyes.
"KitKat reporting from Cat's Cradle, you are clear for the sector," says Kat.
"Tell me, again, why we let them make this ridiculous code?" Cruger asks tiredly, looking to Kat, by his side, amused.
"Oh, just go with it. We needed a code anyway so why not let them have some fun with it?" Kat shrugs, putting her headset around her neck like him. "Got a problem with being Sirius Black?"
"It makes me sound...dark," Cruger frowns.
"Well, I think it sounds kind of cool," Kat gives him a shy smile. "At least you're not a candy bar."
"I rather like KitKat," Cruger smirks at her and she blushes at the comment.
Kat looks at him with happily flushed cheeks. Her smile continues to grow until it just about splits her cheeks. A fang gently grazes her glossed lip. "KitKat to Sirius Black?"
"Sirius Black, here," he smiles back.
"The cat is out of the bag," she raises her brows.
"The den is unoccupied," Cruger raises his brows in return.
"The pups are out," Kat continues. She sets her headset down and swings her hips over to him, flushed and smiling slyly. "I could use some time alone with my trusty guard dog."
"I would love some sugar," Cruger concedes as he brings her into his arms. His nose dots along her skin as he peppers kisses over her speckles then down her neck.
"You are a bad dog," Kat whispers out, short of breath.
"You guys know the headsets are still on...?"