Disclaimer: The SWAT Kats are owned by Hanna Barbera and the Tremblay Brothers. I own the OCs.
Sorry for the long pause. Life and a bit of writer's block got in the way.
On with the show!
The next morning, Callie was dressing the girls for the day. She was wearing a Pink Sweatshirt and a pair of gray sweatpants, with a large smile on her face. "What do you three want to do today?" She asked her children, not expecting to get a response.
Chance was watching his wife, take care of their kids while he was forced to sit and watch while his body recovered from the Physical Therapy session he had the day before with Dr. Earnheardt. Since he told her to throw anything his way, she did. She had him running with an extra fifty pounds of weight attached to his waist, over a hundred squats, lots of stretches, and finally five repetitions of twenty on the Leg Press with it set to 275 pounds. "I wish I could help you, Callie." He said as Callie slipped a light blue t-shirt over Kate's head.
Callie kissed Kate between her ears, then said, "I know you would, Chance, if you could move." She picked up Kate and brought her over to Chance. And as she placed her in her father's arms, she said, "Your doctor really put you through the wringer yesterday. I'm actually shocked you are able to move at all."
Chance brought Kate to his chest, then kissed her forehead, before he looked back to his wife, and said, "So am I. The last time she worked me this hard, I had to use Jake's Hot Tub to get my muscles to loosen back up. I guess whatever she's doing is working."
Callie extended her right arm and ran the fingers over both of his thighs, feeling the muscles beneath the fur. "It is. You're gaining more muscle in your legs and tail, and I like it. I might have to switch out your uniform with one like Mark's, so us ladies can stare at two hunky toms, instead of just one."
"You want the rest of the ladies of SWAT to see me, running around in a skin-tight uniform?" Chance asked.
She quickly kissed him, nice and deep, then said, "We ladies need more Eye Candy than Mark can provide."
Before Chance could retaliate, Callie's phone started to ring. She turned around to face an End Table which her phone was changing. She quickly kissed Kate, then went to retrieve the device. She removed the charging cable, and lifted it to her right ear, and answered, "This is Callie Furlong, how can I help you?"
"Ah, Callie. How are the kittens?" Mayor Manx asked.
"They are doing very well, and growing nicely. I didn't expect to hear from you, until closer to my Maternity leave was over. What can I do for you?" She politely asked.
"Right to the point. That's what I really like about you, Callie," he answered, then asked, "Are you really planning to run for Mayor against me?"
"To be honest, I have been focusing on my family, Mayor. With the exception of Pride Day, I haven't done anything Political, or even given the office a thought," she answered.
"Well, if you decide to run, I'll have some stiff competition, for once. Ever since that stunt at the new Community Center, reporters have been asking me, what I plan to do if you decided to run,"
"And what have you been telling them?" Callie asked.
"There's no way you would run against me. You like being the Deputy Mayor, and not have to deal with the real hard decisions, which comes with holding the office of Mayor," he answered.
Callie withdrew the phone from her ear, looked at it in disbelief, then brought it back to its original place, and stated, "You do know, I have been making those Hard Decisions, while you have been playing golf, or shmoozing some other big wig. I have been running the city for years, on my own, without your input, what so ever?"
"I do know what you have done for me, Callie. But I'm the one who has to sign off on everything you do," he said.
"And how many times have I had to; Forge your signature, because you were too busy?"
"Er.. Um," was his response.
"That's what I thought. You know, Mayor Furlong has a nice ring to it. My family, friends, and several others believe I will make a great mayor and turn the city around for the better. What do you think, Mayor?" Callie asked, fling knowing she had him cornered.
"Come on, Callie. Be reasonable. Can you be a mother to three girls, a wife to Chance, and the Mayor at the same time?"
"Yes, I believe I can! See you on the Campaign Trail, Mayor. May the best cat win!" She said, then slammed her phone down. She turned around to face her husband, and asked, "I know you are in pain, but can you handle our daughters, while I go out with Felina for a bit?"
"You don't even need to ask. Are you really going to run for Mayor, dear? Knowing it might, expose what you are?" Chance asked.
"Would that be a bad thing? There are more of us out there, who are living in the shadows. Its about time, we stop hiding, and start living as members of society. Especially once David and those who think like him don't have an influence," Callie answered. "I highly doubt we will be out late. Jake and Felina are actively trying for another kitten.
Both Felina and Jake were in their back yard, with Alex. The kitten was in a plastic swing suspended from a large beam. Felina was behind their son, pushing him forward when the kitten swung back towards her. With every push, Alex let out a squeal of glee.
Callie peered over the fence to see her best friend and her husband, playing with their son. Jake had his right arm around Felina's waist while she pushed Alex on the swing. "Mind if I come over?" Callie asked.
"Our family is always welcome in our home, Callie," Jake answered.
Callie went over to the gate separating the two yards, opened it, and walked over to where Jake and Felina were playing with Alex. She crouched down in front of Alex, who was still in his swing, and asked, "Is my adorable nephew having fun?"
Alex smiled and reached out with his tiny paws to his aunt, wanting to be held by her.
Callie removed Alex from his swing and cuddled him into her chest. She kissed him between his ears, then said, "Don't grow up too fast, Alex. I love holding you in my arms."
"And you don't love holding your own daughters?" Felina asked with a smile. Since she knew Callie loved her family like there was no tomorrow.
Callie stood back up, still holding Alex, and answered, "I do love holding my daughters. However, I enjoy spoiling my nephew, then returning him to his parents."
Felina took her son back from Callie, then asked, "Other than spoiling my son, is there a reason, my sister is in our yard?"
"I came over to see if you wanted to go for a Mind Cleansing ride, Lina. I sort of told Manx, I was going to run for Mayor," Callie answered.
Felina handed Alex over to Jake, then faced Callie again, and said, "We could use a little, She-Cat only time, without our kids. Let's go, sis!"
An hour later, the two were slipping their uniforms on, with a little difficulty from their bodies changing while giving birth to their children.
Felina was having more trouble pulling the material past her hips than Callie was, and said, "You passed three girls through your hips! I only gave birth to my son! How come your uniform still fits, while I have to struggle? Did my hips and ass get that much bigger?"
Callie finished zipping up her uniform, looked at Felina, and asked, "You think I looked at your tail section?"
Felina turned to look at her backside in the full length mirror, and said, "Considering the amount if time we stare at Mark's tail, I thought you might have at least taken a peek, Callie."
"Not the slightest. You are going to have to ask either Tina or Jessica about your backside, Lina. Or better yet, your own husband," Callie stated after she put on her mask.
Felina managed to get her uniform past her hips and secured. "Jake might have looked. But he's too much of a gentle-tom to actually comment. Unless, he doesn't want to be around when this one is born?"
Callie walked briskly over to Felina, grasped her paws in her own, and asked, "You're pregnant again?"
"I think so. Jake and I wanted to give Alex a sibling. I'm guessing, Bast wants him to have one too," Felina said.
Callie hugged her best friend, and said, "Jake is going to be so happy! He truly loves his family and being a father to Alex."
Felina hugged her back, and said, "He brought Alex to the office with him a few weeks ago. From what he told me, Deanna as well as several other she-cats fell in love with Alex as soon as their eyes fell on him. But Alex only wanted to be with his father. He cried when someone other than Jake held him." She separated herself from Callie, finished getting her uniform on, slipped on her mask, then said, "The Cyclotrons await us. Unless you want to go for a ride in my jet?"
Callie was already making her way over to her Cyclotron. She swung her right leg over the saddle, slunk down, and said, "Not today. My little girl need some time with her mommy."
"And I thought I was bad with the TurboKat 2," Felina said as she mounted another Cyclotron.
Callie looked over to her friend, and said, "You do have it bad for your jet. Remember when Katerina kissed it? You almost blew a blood vessel when you saw her lipstick staining the paint."
The two rode through the city, with wide smiles on their faces as they let the bikes between their legs cut loose. Even though SWAT mostly worked in the shadows, the two heroine's faces were widely known by many.
As they stopped at a light, they heard a young kitten yell in delight, "Its Caliber and Empress!"
They pulled off of the road and were almost instantly swarmed by kittens of all ages.
The two heroines answered all sorts of questions from them, while some of the kittens simply wanted to have a turn sitting on the Cyclotrons.
One little girl gently tugged on Empress' left pants leg.
She picked up the girl, smiled at her, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Its Rosalie," she responded, then asked, "Can I be like you, when I get older?"
"I don't see why you can't? Although, you are going to have to work, real hard in both school and play to train your mind and body," Empress said.
"Can I hug you?" Rosalie asked.
"You most certainly can," Empress said and hugged the young kitten.
Caliber watched the scene unfold in front of her, while she watched a young boy play on her Cyclotron. "My sister was born to be a mother," Caliber said.
"Caliber, can I be like you?" The younger boy asked.
His question attracted her attention. She picked up the boy so he could look directly into her eyes, and asked," You want to be a wisecracking, tough as nails, and never back down cat like me?"
"Definitely! Adonis and T-Bone are strong and Razor's mind is as sharp as his name. But you aren't afraid to jump into any situation. You are a Natural Born Leader who we all can look up to."
This made Caliber smile.
"And my brother thinks you have the best tail in the city," the kitten said.
Caliber's eyes went wide, then narrowed at the kitten.
"I didn't say it! But I do admit, you do have a beautiful body," the kitten said.
Considering, earlier she could barely get her uniform on, hearing a young boy call her body beautiful, made her want to laugh at the entire situation. She lifted the right corner of her mouth, showing off the sharp incisor, then said, "Nice to know, I still have toms of all ages thinking I'm beautiful. Even though I still maintain some of the Maternity weight." She innocently kissed the boy on the cheek, then said, "My husband probably won't appreciate me kissing another guy. So let's keep this to ourselves."
However, the boy blushed from her kiss, while he brought his left paw up to his cheek where her lips met the fur. "I'll never wash this cheek again," he said.
Caliber lowered him to the ground, then said as she ruffled his head with her right paw, "Wait until you're older, you will have she-cats throwing themselves at you. You're quite the charmer." She turned to Empress, and said, "We still have to finish our patrol, Empress."
"You're right," Empress said. She lowered Rosalie to the ground, and said, "Be good, and who knows? In a few years, you might become one of us." She returned to her Cyclotron, thew her right leg over the machine, and said as she started it, "Don't grow up too fast. Enjoy being young." She then revved the Cyclotron and took off down the street.
Caliber swung her left leg over her Cyclotron and took off after Empress.
She was able to catch up to her and stopped on her right side, but only after Empress was slowed down by traffic. "What's the matter, sis? Your balance is being thrown off by all the weight you gained in your butt from the kittens?" Caliber teased.
Empress scowled, then looked over to her friend, and answered, not-so-nicely, "So says the she-cat who could barely get her uniform past her own enlarged backside this afternoon, Caliber."
Caliber had to laugh at the situation. For as Empress bluntly stated, she could barely get her own uniform on past her backside. She cinched her left arm around Empress' shoulders, and said, "You've got me on that one, Empress!" She put her paw back on the grip of her Cyclotron, then asked, "I thought you weren't going to run for office? Why the sudden change?"
Empress lowered her chest to the fuel tank, resting her chin on her crossed arms on top of the neck of the Cyclotron, and answered, "I wasn't. Then Manx blurted out, how I couldn't be a mother, a wife, and the mayor at the same time. I was so mad, I just blurted out, I was going to run and may the best cat win. I don't have a chance at winning though. I don't have his backing, or his experience with the public."
"Are you even listening to what you're saying?" Caliber shockingly asked. "You have been running this city for years, without him doing anything. You are the one who negotiated all those contracts with Emergency Services, not him. You're the one who made sure the budget gets done, and made sure it was stuck to. You're already the mayor, as far as I'm concerned, so why not take the title? Heck, most of the Enforcers will vote for you, and I'm positive, lots of the citizens will too. T-Bone already said he would take care of the girls and the rest of SWAT will be there to help him. What do you have to lose?"
Empress lifted her head from the Cyclotron, looked around at the clean streets, the kittens playing in a Newly built Park, and cats out just for a walk, while a few couples were holding their paws in the others. The city was a far cry from the blight it used to be, and most of it was because of the hard work of Callista's Street Patrol. "You're right, what do I have to lose? I'm going to run, and win!"
"That's the sister I know and love," Caliber said. "She looked down at the Fuel Gauge, seeing it was ¾'s full, and said, "We've still got a few more hours of Day Light left, Empress. Let's go, and see what trouble we can stir up." She quickly rode off, weaving in and out of the traffic.
Empress tapped her foot on the Gear Selector, and rode off after her sister. However, since she was slightly smaller and lighter than Caliber, she was able to maneuver her Cyclotron into tighter spaces than her friend. Enabling her to catch up to her. "Now who's tail is slowing her down, Caliber?" She teased.
Caliber looked to her left to see Empress' laughing face, then said, "Alright, I need to hit the gym harder to regain my body. Unlike you and your grandmother, I can't whisk my Maternity Weight away."
"No you can't. However, you've embraced motherhood, Caliber. Both you and Razor were given a great gift, the day your son was born. He couldn't dream up a better set of parents," Empress said.
"Just as your girls couldn't wish for a better set of parents, Empress. T-Bone is a great father. He reminds of how my own father acts around my son. Wonder what type of Grandfather T-Bone will be?" Caliber teased.
Empress skidded to a stop, faced Caliber, and said, "Both he and I are way too young to be grandparents to anything! And I don't need the vision of one of my daughters coming home to tell me she's pregnant! Thank you very much!"
Caliber laughed, quite hard at Empress' statement, doubling over the tank of the Cyclotron.
Then they both heard a feminine voice yelling, "Give me back my purse!"
Caliber lifted her body from the tank and looked over her left shoulder to see a she-cat with shoulder length wavy brown hair, wearing a yellow sundress, attempting to run after a taller tom, wearing blue jeans and a grey tank top. On top of his head was a gray ski cap. But clenched in his left paw was a bright pink purse. "I'll get him, Empress while you return the purse to its rightful owner," Caliber said, just before she planted her left foot on the pavement, opened the throttle of the Cyclotron, and took off after the snatcher.
"Oh sure! Go and have all the fun! While I just get to magically make a purse, re-appear in its owner's paws!" Empress said with her paws on her hips.
Caliber heard Empress over the Comms, which caused her to smile. She focused on the Purse Snatcher running down the sidewalk on her left, as he jumped over garbage cans, dodged other cats, and narrowly escaping becoming Street Pizza from being hit by a passing car. 'This guy is good, but I'm better," she thought as she reached into the faring of the Cyclotron with her left paw, withdrawing a Glovetrix with all its 'Toys'.
"I can't believe I'm going to get away! This bag is worth a few thousand dollars on its own!" The Purse Snatcher said.
Caliber aimed her Glovetrix clad left paw at the Purse Snatcher and waited until she had a clear shot.
He leaped over a bench with an elderly couple sitting in it, that's when Caliber fired a Bolo from the Glovetrix.
The Bolo flew through the air, whisking the air around it. Until it wrapped around the Purse Snatcher's calves.
He felt something securing his legs together, then the sense of falling. "Oh shit!" Was all he was able to get out, before his chest and face hit the pavement.
Empress used her powers, just as Caliber launched the Bolo, making the purse disappear from the Snatcher's paw, and reappear safely into her right. She slowly rode up to the she-cat, who the purse had been taken from, who was now sitting on a bench at a Bus Stop, rubbing her right ankle. Empress dismounted her Cyclotron, walked over to her, and said, "Here's your purse."
She looked up to Empress, and said, "Thank you. You wouldn't happen to know how to fix a broken shoe heel?"
Empress looked lower to the high-heeled yellow pump, with its heel snapped cleanly off at the base. "I'm supposed to be one of the most powerful sorceresses out there, and I'm reduced to Shoe Repair?"
She huffed, then with a wiggle of the fingers on her right paw, repaired the shoe.
The she-cat slipped it back on her right foot, and said, "My husband would have killed me, if I told him I needed another pair of shoes! Thank you, so much!" And walked away.
"Keep that overly priced bag, close to you, and we'll call it even!" Empress said to her.
She waived Empress off, then stopped in front of some expensive clothing store, and went inside.
"Remind me never to behave like her," Empress said to herself. Then rode over to Caliber to assist her.
Meanwhile, Caliber picked up the Snatcher from the ground, and said, "Thought you had an easy mark?"
"I did, have an easy mark. Then you showed up, beautiful," he said.
Caliber pushed him forward, probably a little harder than she should have, causing him to trip over his own feet. However, before he face planted again, Caliber caught him by his left wrist.
"You know, I could get used to being in an S and M relationship, as long as its with you," he said.
"You really don't know when to stop, do you?" Caliber asked.
"You need a paw with this guy?" Empress asked as she stopped to their left.
His eyes suggestively wandered over Empress' body, really liking what he saw, then said, "She might not, but I could. Unless you both want to take me back to your lair, and, tie me up?"
Empress narrowed her gaze at the Snatcher, and asked, "What's up with him, Caliber?"
"I have no idea, Empress," she answered. Followed by, "Keep walking. There is a nice Enforcer Precinct a block over. With a bunch of Officers who are going to want to meet you."
As Caliber and the Snatcher walked and Empress rode slowly on their left. He made sure to lift his tail high and add swagger to his hips, then asked, "Like the view?"
"Ugh," Caliber said, followed by, "I don't know whether to slug you, or put you in the nearest trash bin, and leave you for the Enforcers to find you."
"How about I make the decision, easy for you," he said, right before he stopped, turned on his left foot, and kissed Caliber, squarely on the lips.
Empress stopped and brought her paws up to her mouth in astonishment, while hoping her sister didn't maim the guy too bad.
Caliber shoved him away from her, spat, "Are you out of your mind!? Not only am I married to Razor, who is quite possessive of me! I'm about to bring your tail to jail!" She turned to Empress, and said, "Do me a favor, and shut this guy up!"
Empress complied with her request. She ran the thumb and index finger of her left paw over her own lips, like a zipper. Magically sealing his lips closed.
Once he realized, he couldn't talk anymore, his ears fell forward, and his tail hit the ground.
"Much better. Thanks sis!" Caliber said. "Only another few feet, then you will be at your new home, until you're arraignment."
As they walked, he decided to make one last attempt to get Caliber to see things, his way. He raised his tail so it was just behind her backside. Then let it graze the curvy globes.
Caliber felt something brush against her butt. She looked back to see the Snatcher's tail, rubbing suggestively against her ass. She grabbed him around the waist, hauled him over her right shoulder, and said, "Let's see if the nice lieutenant can add a few more charges to your sheet!"
They rounded the corner to see Mark and Tina sitting on the stone stairs in front of the precinct. Caliber knew they were assigned to this precinct today. So it was the perfect place to ceremoniously drop the guy off.
Both Mark and Tina heard the distinct exhaust note of a Cyclotron originating from their left. They rose from their seats to see Caliber carrying some guy over her right shoulder and Empress riding alongside them. "What did he do to cause you to haul him around like a sack of potatoes, Caliber?" Mark asked
Caliber stopped in front of Mark and Tina, removed the Snatcher from her shoulder, and not so gently, set him on his butt on the ground. "This so-called tom, tried to steal a purse, made very suggestive remarks to me and Empress, and kissed me. I'm sure you can figure out the charges, as you two write up the paperwork," Caliber stated.
Mark picked up the tom by his shoulders. He set him on his feet, then asked, "What's your side of the story?"
He tried to answer, but he couldn't. He motioned his head to Empress, and made a muffled sound.
"Oh, that's right," Empress said. "Caliber asked me to silence him. Let's see if this works." She ran her right thumb and index finger of her right paw across her lips again, as if undoing a zipper.
He moved his mouth and attempted to make sound. When he found he could speak again, he turned to face Caliber and Empress, and said, "I like things rough, but you two are what I would consider, Life Altering, and not in a good way." He turned back around to see Tina. Between her exotic looks and especially the way her uniform pants fit her. He was compelled to walk around Mark to stand in front of her, and say, "You look like just the right amount of dangerous to me. I'm already cuffed. Care to take me to your prison, and keep me, locked up for you?"
Tina's eyes flew wide in disgust at his comment to her, while Mark growled and started going towards him. But he was stopped by Caliber grabbing his right arm.
"You must have hit your head a little too hard. I'm an Enforcer Sergeant, and an enraged one too. What gave you the idea, I would want to take you anywhere, but a Holding Cell?" Tina asked.
"I've dated, quite a few exotics before, but never one who's an Ocelot-Lynx Hybrid. The larger ones were quite, wild when it came to what occurred in the bedroom, which left me with large gashes in my back. Since you are smaller, but not any less luscious. You would be less, hazardous as I pleasured you, all night long," he answered, then purred, quite suggestively.
Mark was about to pick Caliber up and move her out of his way, then throw this creep into the nearest dumpster, where he belonged. But before he could act, Tina grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him to her very anger contorted face, and spat, "One, you're lucky my fiancée is not here. Cause if she was, your Silver Tongue would be separated from your body! And two! I'm a lot more hazardous than most large exotic breeds! These claws might be smaller, but are stronger, and razor sharp! Keep running your mouth, and you might find out, exactly how much damage they can cause!"
"I assume your Fiancée is just as hot as you are. Bring me home, and when she gets there. I promise to fulfill all of your needs, like she can't," he said on a purr.
Tina's response was to roundhouse kick him in the head, with her left leg, knocking him out. As her left foot landed, she faced her friends, and asked, "Was that, Dangerous enough?"
Mark picked her up in his arms, and said, "That was just enough, Dangerous, Tina."
She stroked his left cheek with the fingers of her right paw, and said, "That's what I figured. Can you put me down, so we can bring him in to get booked?"
Mark shifted her to his right arm, picked the Snatcher up with his left by his belt, and said, "No reason to. I can carry you both inside."
Tina crossed her arms under her chest, and said, "You just love to embarrass me, don't you?"
"That I do, Tina. But if I didn't love you the way I do, I wouldn't tease you," he said and carried them into the precinct.
Both Empress and Caliber laughed, then Caliber said, "Those two could be siblings, or worse. Married! Imagine if those two had a kitten together?"
"Any kitten they had together couldn't wish for a better pair of parents," Empress said. "Speaking of kittens. T-Bone must be pulling his fur out be now. Two out of the three has a different Sleep Schedule, which means, he has to feed two of them at a time, and he doesn't have the, equipment I do."
"Now, that is an image I'm going to have to get out of my head," Caliber stated. "Let's head back, so you can nurse your kittens, and rescue your husband."
End of Chapter