Disclaimer: The SWAt Kats are owned y Hanna Barbera and the TRemblay Brothers. I own the OCs.
Well, I guess I don't need the disclaimer for this chapter, since there are no characters from the show in it.
Happy Holidays to all! It's freezing where I am. I hope all are staying warm.
Whirlwind reveled in his kiss for a minute, then pushed him away. She wiped her lips with her left forearm, then yelled, "Why in the name of MegaKat did you kiss me!?"
"You wanted to know if I'm up to your standards. I'm only giving you what you wanted," he answered, followed by, "Well, was it?"
"Was what?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"The kiss. Was it up to your standards?" He asked.
Whirlwind couldn't decide whether to slug him, or kiss him right then and there. Instead, she uncrossed her arms slowly and sensually walked up to him.
His eyes almost flew out of his sockets, as he watched the temptress close the distance between the two of them. When she was close enough for him to feel her hot breath on his cheeks. She reached out, taking both of his arms, pinning them in front of him, and leaned forward, so her lips were right by the shell of his left ear. "It most definitely was." She said, as she fastened his paws together with a nylon tie.
He was so transfixed by her, he didn't even feel his paws being secured together. However, when he tried to lift them so he could put them on her hips, he felt the nylon biting into his skin. He looked down to see the tiny black tie holding his wrists together, then said, "I didn't think you were the type of she-cat who would be into bondage. But, I'm game, if you are."
She backed away from him, and said, "I'm not. You do seem like a decent enough of a guy though. If you give me your name, I might look you up, once you're freed."
They both heard the sounds of sirens approaching. He turned his head to the alley's entrance to see the increasing intensity of Red and Blue flashing lights. He sighed, turned back to her, and said, "Guess our first Encounter is about to end, beautiful. My name is Robert. I hope to be seeing you again, Whirlwind?"
"You might," she answered. The sirens became louder, then she said, "I've got to go. Some of the Enforcers are still not on board with working with SWAT. I'd rather not find out which side they are on." She ran back down the alley, grabbing her boots along the way to her Cyclotron, and rode away before the Enforcers arrived to arrest Robert.
The next morning, after several pleasant dreams, Pat woke up in her bed. She stretched out her arms as she yawned, then went to grab her phone to call her daughter. As the phone rang, she looked at her uniform, laying on the edge of the bed, and said, "That was an interesting first night. Wonder what ever happened to Robert?"
Abigale excitingly answered, "Mommy! Thank you for letting me stay with Sarah and her family last night! After dinner, Sarah and I went for a ride on Inferno over the ocean! When we came back, we roasted marshmallows in the yard! Next time I stay here, you have to stay with me!"
Once again, Pat felt a pang in her heart over missing an important event in her daughter's life. "That sounds like fun, Abigale," she said. "After I pick you up from school, what do you want to do, since I don't have to work tonight, or at night ever again?"
Abigale thought about it for a brief moment, then answered, "Can we spend the rest of the day, having fun? Just us, like we used to?"
Hearing that her daughter wanted to spend her day with her, instead of her friends, warmed her heart. She knew she had been neglecting her since she had to work her night job. But now that she had started working with Lisa and Artemis at the studio, that was going to change. "Of course we can, Abigale. We'll make diner, watch a movie, play a game or two, what ever you want!"
"Great mommy! I have to finish getting ready for school. I'll see you this afternoon. Bye," Abigale said, then disconnected the call.
Pat it her phone back on the nightstand on her right. Then threw the sheet off of herself so she could. Get ready for her first day of teaching.
A short subway ride later. Pat was now standing in front of a large tori gate straddling the entrance door to Dojo Saito. She happened to look into one of the large windows to see Artemis, sitting right on the other side, wearing a pair of gray Track pants. But barely covering her upper body was a brightly colored leotard or bodysuit. It was so tight, it appeared to be painted on her body. Pat entered the dojo, letting the door close behind her, hearing the dojo's mistress issuing commands to the class. She removed her sneakers from her feet, entered the dojo, and went over to stand to the left of Artemis. She peered at the class in front of her to find out what had Artemis' explicit attention to see Felicia standing at the head of the class consisting of four toms and one she-cat. She already surmised that the she-cat was Kayla from her height and fiery red hair and one of the toms must be Rolland. She leaned over to Artemis, and whispered, "I can see why you like watching Rolland taking his class, Artemis. Those four toms look almost sinful in their gis."
"That they do, Pat. Mitch, Juan, James, and Rolland have butts that almost rival Mark's. Not that I looked, of course," Artemis said.
"Oh, I did more than look. I slapped Mark's ass with my tail," Pat stated.
Artemis turned to the left to face her, then asked, "How did it feel?"
Pat smirked, then answered, "Nice and firm. Wonder if the rest of his body feels the same way?"
The two she-cat's banter caught the attention of Felicia. Not that she minded the conversation between the two, but it was distracting to her, and the rest of the class. "Artemis! Patricia! You two can stay and watch. But only if you can do it, silently!"
"Sorry Felicia," Artemis said.
"Good!" Felicia said. "Oh, if Kevin's body is any comparison to Mark's, it feels, wonderful to wake up next to." Admitting she was sleeping with Kevin.
The rest of the morning and afternoon was very pleasurable. All of Pat's students loved being taught by her. She even had some of the single fathers, sticking around, so they might get her phone number. However, she politely turned them all down.
But, there was this one father who arrived to pick up his son. As soon as his eyes fell on Pat, he knew she was the same she-cat, he met the night before in a dingy alley, and kissed. He was about to approach Pat, when he heard from off to his left, "Dad! You came!" He turned in the direction of the young calico kitten's voice to see his son, dropping his bag to the floor and running to him. He instantly fell onto his right knee, waiting for his son, with a large smile on his face.
The two embraced, then he said, "Did you enjoy your class, Bobby?"
"I did, dad! Miss Artemis is good, but you should see Miss Pat dance. She appeared to be floating above the floor!"
"That's a large compliment, Bobby. You must really like her?" He asked.
"I do. She sort of reminds of mom," Bobby answered.
He clenched his son tighter, doing his best not to start bawling as he remembered his late wife. The day she said, "I do" to him was the second best day of his life. That day was trumped by the day he was able to hold his son for the first time. There was not a day he didn't think about his late wife, which he would do until the day he joined her again. He lifted his upper body from his son, then said, "Why don't you introduce us, Bobby? If she made such a great impression on you, she must be something special."
Bobby pulled his father over to where Pat was talking with one of the mothers. The two stopped to the right of her and waited for her conversation to stop, so he could introduce his father to his teacher.
Pat finished her conversation with the mother, when she heard, "Miss Pat, I want you to meet my father."
Pat looked down at Bobby, and said, "I'd love to meet your father, Bobby." But as soon as she lifted her head to face his father. Her cheery smile fell away, and a feeling of dread swept over her. Before her was the light grey furred tom who had kissed her in the alley, just the night prior. The same tom who also asked her for a date. The same tom who should still be incarcerated for the crime he committed.
Robert knew the two of them should talk, without Bobby overhearing the conversation. He said, "Why don't you get changed, Bobby, while I have a talk with your teacher? We can head out to your favorite place after for dinner and Ice Cream."
Bobby hugged his father again, before running off to get his bag and change back into street clothes.
"He's such a good boy. I'm so lucky to have him for a son," Robert said as he watched his son head into the Locker Room.
"Bobby is a great kid, Robert. I really enjoy teaching him," Pat said.
Hearing his name, Robert said, "I guess you have some questions, Whirlwind. As do I."
"You bet I do. Starting with how are you free, instead of being a Guest of the Enforcers? And don't call me by that name, here or ever." Pat asked.
"I can do that, beautiful. As for why I'm not in jail, I gave the Enforcers enough information to make a good bargain. So, you know what I used to do at night, and I know what you do. Where do we go from here? From the kiss we shared, I'm guessing we more than like each other," Robert said.
"You were the one doing the kissing, not me. I do admit, I haven't been kissed like that, in a very long time," Pat said.
He took a couple of steps forward, taking her paws in his, and asked, "You said you would find me, after I was freed. Although, I never expected to see you again. Let me make good on my promise to take you out to prove to you, I'm actually a good guy."
"Robert, I can't go out with you. I have other responsibilities in my life." She said.
"Why not?" Robert asked. "I too have responsibilities, my son being one of them. But I still find time to have a beautiful and classy lady on my arm. Although, I haven't done that in quite a while."
Pat took her paws back, and asked, "Oh, why's that? The way you talk, you must have she-cats flocking to you."
"Don't I wish. The last date I had, ended things as soon as she found out I had a son. Bobby is the only thing that matters. I love him and I'll do anything to keep him happy," Robert answered.
"That includes, driving a Getaway Car?" Pat asked, resting her weight on her right hip and her tail whipping behind her.
Her movements drew Robert's attention to her lower half. As he watched her long spotted tail, whip back and forth, he said, "Beautiful, sassy, and classy. Where have you been for the past four years of my life."
"Married to the wrong tom," She answered. Then said, "You still didn't answer my question."
"The job last night was to pay back a favor I owed. Once I was released, I swore I would never put Bobby in jeopardy of not having me around. I'm the only family he has left and I'll be damned if I'm going to let him see his father behind bars," Robert answered. Then asked, "You were once married? Was he completely blind to see what he was giving up?"
"That's the nice way of putting it. Once he found out I was pregnant, he started changing. After I had my daughter, he up and left us. We were barely surviving, until we moved here. Now, I have several friends, and a new career. However, my daughter will always come first, in everything," Pat answered.
"See, you and I are more alike, than you realized, Pat," He said with a smile on his face.
Pat relaxed, and said, "I guess we are."
Bobby returned from the Locker Room, now wearing a pair of gray sweat clothes and saw his father and teacher talking. He came up to them, and asked, "Dad, you like my teacher?"
Robert picked up his son and cradled him in the crook of his right arm, and answered, "I do. I like her a lot."
"Why don't you ask her to join us?" Bobby asked.
Both adults looked at each other, then back to Bobby. "I did already, and the pretty lady, turned me down."
Bobby looked over to Pat, and asked, "My dad is real fun. But he's lonely. I haven't seen him smile like this since my mommy went away. Please come with us? I'm sure my dad will get you for favorite flavor of Ice Cream."
Pat chuckled at the innocence of the young kitten. She came forward, took Bobby into her arms, then said, "Well, I guess I'll have to join you two. Me and my daughter love Ice Cream!" She then kissed Bobby's left cheek.
"Hey! You managed to get her to kiss you first. I'm sort of jealous of you Bobby," Robert mockingly said.
"You have a little charmer on your paws, Robert. I can see where he gets it from," Pat said as she gave Bobby back to him. She then gave Robert a little kiss on his right cheek, and said, "There. Now you have nothing to be jealous of. I have to get ready for my next class. Miss Artemis will give me your number. I'll call you later to find out where we can meet you two. See you two later!" She turned around and walked further into the studio with her tail nice and high and her hips swaying.
"What a she-cat!" Robert said, with his eyes firmly locked on her legs and tail. "Come on, Bobby. We've got to go home and get cleaned up for our dates!"
Pat finished her afternoon classes and was waiting in the line to pick up Abigale from school. She was now wearing a red pair of shorts and a red t-shirt. As she was waiting, she was trying to come up with an excuse to tell Abigale as to why they weren't spending the evening alone as she promised.
Abigale walked out of the front door of the school, along with Sarah, Evelyn, and Gwendyln. She spotted her mother's car in the Pickup line, hugged each one of her friends, and ran to her mother's car. After she got in and buckled her seatbelt, she turned her head to the left, and asked, "What are we doing tonight, mommy?"
Pat turned her whole body in her seat to the right, embraced Abigale, then answered, "You and I have a date with one of my students and his father. I know I promised a night of fun alone. But after he promised dinner and ice cream, I thought since we haven't been out or even seen much of the city since we've been here, it would be a nice change for us, Abigale."
"It would be, I guess," Abigale disappointingly answered. "You still owe me a night with just the two of us!"
Pat held her daughter tighter, then said, "I do and we will have one, real soon. I promise."
The two she-cats went home to change into matching light blue dresses, with Abigale's skirt falling to her knees and covered her almost all the way to her neck. While Pat's dress fit her tighter, fell to her mid-thigh, was sleeveless, and had a moderate dip in the front.
They pulled into the parking lot of a Family Friendly Restaurant and Pat parked the car. "We're here. I promise we both will have fun," Pat said.
"But why do we need to wear dresses?" Abigale asked. "You know I hate them. I like being able to run, just like you do, mommy."
"I know you like running, Abigale and I love watching you run circles around our friends. However, I want us to look good. I kind of like Robert, and I'm sure he likes me back," Pat said.
"Like as want to play ball with, or like as what you and daddy had?" Abigale asked.
"Mostly the latter. Abigale, Robert makes me feel wanted and beautiful again and I like how he makes me feel. I want to see where this relationship goes. Of course, I'll tell you everything, to a point."
"Good. I don't need to hear about you two kissing," Abigale said.
The two she-cats entered the restaurant and Pat looked around to find Robert and Bobby.
Robert intentionally sat in the chair, facing the door to the restaurant so he could see Pat enter. And when he did see her, his jaw would have hit the table, if it wasn't attached. She had her right side turned to him, showing him her perfect profile. 'What is it about her that makes me feel like a teenager again?' He asked himself. "I'm going to get our guests, Bobby," he said as he rose from his seat. He turned back to his son, and said, "I'll be right back. If the Waitress comes by, please have her come back in a few minutes."
"Ok, dad," Bobby responded with a smile. He was looking forward to meeting Pat's daughter. From what Pat told the class about her, she sounded like she was fun to be with.
Robert left his son at the table and went to greet Pat and Abigale.
Abigale saw a light grey furred tom with short black hair, wearing a white long sleeved button down shirt and a black pair of pants approaching. She lightly tugged on her mother's right paw, and said, "I guess he's your date, mommy?"
Pat looked to her right to see Robert coming towards her. 'He cleans up real well. What a handsome, well dressed guy,' she thought.
Robert stopped in front of them, and said, "Glad you two could make it." He crouched down to Abigale, and said, "I'm Robert, nice to meet you, Abigale. You're just as beautiful as your mother."
"Thank you, Robert. My mommy couldn't figure out what to wear tonight. Her room looks real messy," she responded.
Pat's eyes went wide, then looked down at her daughter, and said, "Abigale! We don't talk about things like that!"
She looked up at her mother, and asked, "Why? It's the truth. You were dashing all over, trying to find the dress you're wearing, saying, "He's not going to like this one, its too short." Or "This one doesn't do a thing for me.""
Robert laughed as he rose, then said, "I like her, Pat. And I think you look radiant in that dress." He extended his arms to them, and said, "Can I escort the two most beautiful she-cats in here to our table?"
Pat slipped her arm though Robert's left while Abigale took Robert's right paw in her left. He escorted them to the table, where Bobby jumped out of his seat to stand in front of Abigale, and said, "Hi, I'm Bobby. My dad says your real fun. Let's go play in the arcade."
Abigale looked over the Calico Kitten in front of her, then back to her mother, and asked, "Can I ?"
"Sure. Be back in time for dinner. I'll get you something you will like," Pat answered.
"Great!" Abigale said, then grabbed Bobby's right paw, and said as she pulled him towards the arcade, "Let's go and have fun!"
The two adults watched their kids run off to play, then Robert said, "She seems like a real good girl. Bobby will like her." He turned his attention back to Pat, then pulled her into a quick but passionate kiss. "I've been wanting to do that, since I saw you."
"I was kind of hoping you would, Robert. You're quite handsome, all dressed up," Pat said.
The two sat down across from the other. Then Pat asked, "You said you lost your wife, four years ago? What happened, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Its still hard for me to talk about her, Pat. But, here goes. Cassandra was diagnosed with Lymphoma when Bobby was two years old. For the first three years, we fought it with everything we had. However, despite the chemotherapy, the radiation treatments, all the suffering she went through, the disease progressed to Terminal. She made the decision to stop all treatments and focus on the time she had left with me and our son. She passed away peacefully in our bed, eight months later," Robert explained.
Pat reached across the table to take his paws on hers, and said, "I'm so sorry, Robert."
"Thank you. She and I hit it off, almost instantly. I almost knew, one day she would be my wife. Bobby looks so much like her, its like I'm seeing her, when I'm looking at him," Robert said as he pulled out his wallet from his right front pants pocket, opened it, then asked, "Would you like to see her picture?"
"Yes. Bobby is such a cute boy, I can only imagine what his mother looked like," Pat answered.
Robert opened his wallet, and on the inside, was a picture of him, with a female calico with black and brown spots surrounding her gold eyes and shoulder length wavy dark brown hair. "This was taken on the day we found out she was pregnant with Bobby. We were both so happy. But she looked angelic. Who knew, a short time later, she would be one of them," he said as he passed the open wallet over to Pat.
She took one look at the photo, especially the two large smiles on their faces. "She was so beautiful, Robert," Pat said.
"She was. When I asked her father for her paw, he told me under no circumstances would he give me permission to marry his daughter. Cassandra and her mother heard him. They were both furious with him, because Cassandra wanted nothing more than to marry me. She stormed into the room, grabbed me by my jacket, kissed me, making my tail's fur to stand on end, then said to her father, "He doesn't need your permission! I love him and I want to marry him!" We got married a few months later by a Justice of the Peace." He put his wallet away, looked back at Pat, and said, "I haven't felt this way about a she-cat, since she passed. I have gone out on a few dates, but none of them make me feel the way I do, when I'm with you."
"There's that Flirtatious tone of yours again, Robert," Pat said followed by a wink of her right eye, and said, "As I told Abigale in the Parking Lot. I do like you. I like you a lot. I'd like to see where this relationship goes, if you want to continue seeing me?"
Robert reached across the table again to take her paws in his, and answered, "Of course I want to continue seeing you. As I mentioned earlier, you remind me so much of Cassandra. Both of you are quite intelligent, caring, and something I never saw in any of the she-cats I dated after her passing, a playfulness. That last one really caught my attention, which is why I hoped my banter would attract you to me."
"And here I thought is was my uniform, that drew your attention, Robert," she teased.
He caught onto her simple tease, and said, "I do admit, I love the way your uniform, conforms to your curvaceous body, Pat. If it was any tighter, I'd swear it was painted on." He leaned forward over the table to whisper in her left ear, "And I really love the way it shows off your long legs and how your shapely ass is emphasized in it." He sat back down and smirked at her.
Pat however, blushed harder than ever. She knew her uniform was tight and the upper half of her thighs were exposed. But no one ever, not even her ex-husband, complimented her in such a sensual manner.
Robert smirked cause he knew he got her, right where he wanted her. Then asked, "Can't take a little, heat, Pat?"
She growled at him, took a sip of water, then answered, "I can take as much heat as you can throw, Robert. The question is, can you?" She reached over the table, grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him to her, and kissed him, very deeply.
Robert's eyes went wide for a brief second, then closed as he kissed her back, with equal vigor.
A waitress with light tan fur, long straight black hair, wearing a pair of black slacks and a white shirt with a black tie approached the table. She set the menus down on the table, and said, "As much as I appreciate a couple showing their affections for each other, you can't be kissing each other like that here!"
The two separated and turned their heads to look at the waitress.
She winked at them, and said, "That's better. Now, if you two were in the Owner's Adult Only Establishment down the street, you two could kiss all you want, and so much more." She pulled a small note pad from her left front pants pocket and a pen which was attached to her tie, then asked, "Can I start you two off with something from the bar?"
Both Robert and Pat sat back down, obviously embarrassed from being caught. Then Pat answered, "I'm driving, I'll have a Lemon, Lime soda and my daughter will have a glass of milk, please."
The waitress wrote down the drink order, then looked over to Robert, and asked, "And for you, Sweety?"
"I'll have a Lemon, Lime soda as well and my son would like a Vanilla Milk Shake, on the thick side, please, miss," Robert answered.
As Robert gave his drink order, Pat narrowed her gaze at the waitress, and let out a predatory and possessive growl, baring her sharp canines.
The waitress took one look at the sharp teeth, gulped at the thought of what those teeth could do to her, quickly wrote down the order, and scribbled her name on the paper tablecloth as she said, "I'll get that in for you two. My name is Taylor. Let me know if you need anything else." She almost ran into another server, as she ran back to the kitchen.
Robert watched and cringed as Taylor almost toppled the other server. He then faced Pat, and asked, "That was some impressive growl. Might I ask who it was meant for? Although, I'm sure it wasn't me."
Pat's eyes returned to normal as she tucked her canines back in her mouth. "I'll apologize to her, when she comes back. As for why I acted like a Jealous Wildcat. My Ex husband never rejected any she-cat who happened to look his way. I got sick of it and told him so, one night I ended up sleeping on the couch. Even though we're technically not dating, I don't need every she-cat out there, thinking if they bat their eyes at you, they might have a shot."
"That's one things you won't have to worry about," Robert said. "I've never dated more than one she-cat at a time. Now, Cassandra always was in the eyes of almost every tom out there. Even with my ring on her finger, she still attracted un-wanted attention. She was gorgeous and always had a smile on her face which lit up the room, much like you, Pat."
"Did she accept the attention she was given?" Pat cautiously asked.
"Hardly. Cassie was as committed to our marriage as I was, and believe me, she had plenty of opportunities to stray, if she wanted to," Robert answered.
"She sounds like the perfect she-cat, Robert. I hope you can be satisfied, with someone who is, less than. If we continue with this relationship," Pat said.
Robert reached across the table and grabbed her paws in his, "What makes you think I would not be happy to be in a relationship with you?"
"There must be something wrong with me, if I couldn't keep my own husband from walking out," she answered.
"That's more him than you, Pat. I don't know why he left you two, and I really don't want to know. From what I have seen, there is not a thing wrong with you. You made a real good impression on my son, and that's not easy to do," Robert said.
"Bobby is a wonderful student. With a little time, and practice, he could be a great dancer," Pat said.
"Cassie wanted him to take Dance Lessons so he didn't have two left feet, like his father does. When we were dating, Cassie really liked to go out and dance. She danced, I sat on the side watching her every move,"
"I'm going to have to give you lessons then, Robert. I can't be dating a tom, who isn't light on his feet now can I?" Pat said.
"I'll gladly take your up on your offer. I'd like to see you try to get these feet of mine to behave. Cassie tried once. I ended up stomping on her delicate feet, more than once. However, the Foot Rub I gave her after led to a more, intimate type of dance. If you get my drift," Robert said.
Pat felt the temperature in the room rise exponentially after Robert more or less said after his wife gave him a dance lesson, they had sex. She responded, "No matter how good of a Foot Rub you give me, it will not lead us down that road. At least not for a long time."
"It will be worth the wait, Pat," Robert said, then saw Taylor returning with their drink order. "Drinks are here. Wonder what our kids are up to?"
Taylor arrived at the table, balancing a tray with their beverage order on her right shoulder and supported with her right paw. She lowered the tray to rest on the table's edge, then said, "The Lemon-Lime Sodas are for you two." She picked up the two tall and thin clear glasses filled with ice and bubbling water with slices of lemon and lime speared on the edges and placed one in front of Pat and the other in front of Robert. She then picked up the slightly shorter but wider and heavier glass of milk, placed it in front of the seat to Pat's right, and said, "The milk is for your daughter?"
"Yes it is. I apologize for growling at you earlier," Pat said.
"Don't worry about it. Its not the first time a she-cat growled at me for being overly-friendly with their husband. Although it is the first time an Exotic has. Quite impressive, I must say," Taylor said.
"Whoa! We're not married! This is our first date" Pat stated.
"Really? Could have fooled me with the way you two were kissing. Anyhow, here is your son's Milkshake, extra thick. Good luck trying to drink it. I had to use a plastic spatula to get it out of the mixer," Taylor said and placed the tall, wide glass in front of the seat to Robert's left. She placed the tray under her right arm, and asked, "Are those your two kids in the Arcade?"
"Our two kittens are in the Arcade. Are you referring to a young cheetah girl and a calico boy?" Robert asked.
"I am. He's back there, helping her with the Dance Competition machine. Its quite adorable. Do you know what you want for dinner?"
Robert turned to Pat, and said, "Ladies first."
"Thank you, Robert. My daughter and I will have the Salmon Pizza with the Chicken Strips appetizer, please," Pat said.
Taylor wrote the order down on her pad, then focused on Robert, and asked, "And for you and your son?"
"We'll have the same, miss," Robert answered.
"Excellent! I'll get that in for you two," Taylor said before she walked away.
"Shall we check in on our kids?"Robert asked.
"Sure. But what trouble could they be getting into back there?" Pat asked in return.
Robert rose from his seat, walked around the table to stand in front of Pat, extended his left arm, and answered, "Probably nothing. But Bobby is a good dancer. I wouldn't be surprised to see him attempting to lift her with a single paw."
Pat rose from her seat, smoothed out the lower half of her dress with her paws, then slipped her right arm through Robert's left arm. They walked the short distance past a few more tables of patrons to the arcade. As they approached, the sounds of some Overly Processed Fast moving Dance tune filled the air as well as the delightful sounds of their kittens enjoying themselves. The two adults stopped in front of the door of the arcade to see Bobby dancing on the left side of the machine and Abigale dancing on the right. They were almost in perfect time with each other.
Bobby turned his head to the right to check on Abigale's progress, and was pleasantly surprised to see her dancing almost as well as him."See, Abi! I knew you could do it!" He said with a smile on his face.
Abigale didn't think she'd like dancing, but once she got the hang of it, she found it fun. "Helps to have a good teacher, Bobby. Now I know why my mother likes to dance so much. This is real fun!" As good as Abigale was, her dress impeded her leg movements. She stopped dancing long enough to extend her tiny claws and swipe them across her thighs, shortening the dress so it now fell higher on her thighs than her mother's. "Much better." She triumphantly said.
Pat's eyes grew wide with astonishment as Abigale shortened her dress, considering she had just bought it from Sally. "Abigale! What do you think you are doing!?"
Abigale shot around to face her mother, who was staring back at her with her paws on her hips and her tail aggressively snapping back and forth. She answered, "Modifying my dress to allow me to move, mommy. You know I hate dresses. I like my legs free and I don't have the legs for dresses, like you do."
Pat gasped at her daughter's comment, while Robert chuckled. He quickly gazed over Abigale's legs, then down to Pat's much longer and feminine ones. 'Abigale's right. She does have the legs to wear dresses,' he thought as his eyes stayed glued to her legs.
Pat heard Robert's chuckle. She turned to the right, and asked while fighting a bought of laughter since she would have done the exact same thing, "You find my daughter's actions amusing?"
"Not as amusing as you, trying to hold back you laughter," he replied as he watched the corners of her mouth, rise and fall as she suppressed her laughter. He smiled at her, then said, "And Abigale is right. I love the way your legs look in that dress."
Pat's eyes grew as wide as saucers. Then after a few seconds, she lost her flight and started laughing at the whole situation.
Watching Pat laugh made Robert laugh right along with her. As he was laughing, he looked over to Pat again and his desire to kiss her again grew. He pulled her to him, and kissed her.
Abigale was dancing again with Bobby, until she heard her mother laughing. She was happy her mother was out and having fun again, after her father walked out on them. She turned around to see her mother and Bobby's father, kissing each other. "Mom! I thought I told you I didn't want to see you kissing!"
End of Chapter