Everyday
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Disclaimer: All OC's are mine!
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Let me try this again.
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Felina Feral (now Furlong) closed the front door of the house, hearing snores her eyes then landed on the couch where her husband of 7 weeks laid stretched out on the couch.
Chance Furlong snored heavily, his left hand rested on his chest with his right arm hung loosely, the TV remote reset under his hand and his SWAT Kat uniform is thrown across the back of the couch.
Smiling softly, Felina walked up to the couch and when she got closer she saw a pack of empty milk cans on the coffee table.
The TurboKat needed to a good fly every once in awhile. It brought joy to the city and of course Chance and Jake.
Sliding off her Enforcer jacket, Felina opened the closet door and hang it up. Then went to the kitchen, she hummed as she folds her arms and looks around and wonders what to do about supper.
Suddenly a pair of arms snaked around her waist making her jump.
"You just took a big risk there, pal." She said, patting his arms.
"I thought I already did that when you told your uncle about us." Chance kissed the side of her neck. "I thought your uncle was going to throw him through the window." He laughed. "Or arrest me."
Felina laughed. "He still wants to."
Chance pulled away from her. "Then I better behave myself."
She turns around to face him. "You play your cards right. You'll be fine." She kissed him gently. "Now, what do you want for dinner?"
He shrugs. "I was thinking about a pizza."
Her face lit up. "That sounds good."
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Inside the Clawson condo. Jake Clawson smiled as he's bent over at the waist as he watches the lasagna in the oven.
"Watching the lasagna bake, isn't gonna make it bake any faster." Calico Brig-Clawson said, as she walked into the kitchen.
"I'm starving!" He pouts. "Chance wouldn't even let me eat an apple first before we took the TurboKat for a spin."
Callie laughed. "You're the one who rushed out this morning with no breakfast." He walks up to him and kisses his cheek. "You're always telling me to stop that."
"Guilty." He grins. "So, how was your day?"
"It was good. But I'm concerned about the mayor."
Jake frowns. "What happened? Do the SWAT Kats need to come fly in? Tell Chance and he'll go through the roof at wanting an excuse to fly the TurboKat."
"The mayor's fine." She said with a laugh. "He wants to have an indoor swimming pool for the office."
Jake's look is comical. "Really? He already has a mini gulf course in his office."
"I didn't say anything about it."
"That's my girl!" Jake said with a smile.
"You should've seen the look on Commander Feral's face when the mayor said he wanted that swimming pool." Callie added.
"But the water from the swimming pool would flood all the other floors down below, wouldn't it?" Jake asked.
"Commander Feral pointed that out." She nods. "He even suggested that if the mayor wants to be happy then he should just put an umbrella and lawn chairs on the roof."
Jake folds his arms. "He does that, Chance will either have a kitten or a heart attack if we have to land on the roof." He said with a grin, just as the oven beeped.
"You could warn him about that."
Jake thought about that. "Naw. He's already worked up cause the Metallikats are in the city again."
"So is the mayor." Callie said with a sigh as she watches her husband pull the dinner out of the oven.