The Fur Ball Needs To See The Other Fur Ball

Posted on 06 Mar 2025 @ 4:05am by Lieutenant JG Todd Hewitt & Lieutenant JG Margeurite "Maggie" LeFebvre

1,898 words; about a 9 minute read

Mission: S04 Episode 01 Captive State Part 2 (Incidentals)
Location: Hallway, Quarters Deck 08
Timeline: Current

[ON]

Hewitt looked around the hallway carpet around his feet, not wanting or daring to step on the infinitesimal fur balls. His was calico, which meant all different colors and patches. Maggie's fur ball was a darling all-black sweetie. They mew, they remember they are from the same pack.

Hewitt had fed them a serving of milk and nutrition biscuits earlier.

"So, how do things go, LeFebvre?" Todd walked along as they slowly let the kittens walk, blocking the path of people as they did. It was humorous for Todd to see the faces on the crew's faces as they straddled the hall, the fur balls in the way.

"Wow, I am LeFebvre again?" She asked, pretending to be hurt. "Call me Maggie." She said. "I am ok," she said, watching Ms Kitty carefully. They seemed to be having fun playing in the corridors on the Promenade, and she was happy to see Todd again. "But a lot of training," she said, making a face. She wanted to fly unfettered, not teach other people how to do her job.

"We should pick them up so they aren’t trodden over in the next corridor.” Hewitt was concerned as he reached downward and picked up Bubbles with her calico fur, a furry cylindrical purring yet vocal calls to its sister and brood. One of those onboard is Maggie's cat, Ms. Kitty.

Hewitt walked with Bubbles, placing the kitten in the local arboretum. He smiled and reached for Maggie to come in with him.

Maggie let him help her to enter the Arboretum. She looked down at Bubbles. "Bubbles, you're so loud," she said in a baby voice. "We're going to get caught!!" She said. She looked at Todd. "Did you bring any treats?" She did, if he had not. She was carrying a purse-yes, an odd sight on a starship but fashion mattered to Maggie.

Hewitt grinned and looked at Maggie. As she brought her purse, she thought of the little stinkers.

“That is so nice. You remembered them.” Hewitt had brought some protein tablets, thinking he might be the only one remembering them. He smiled at Maggie. That was points in his book. She longed to care for these helpless things named Earth Cats.

Todd had never met a cat in his whole El Aurian life, yet he was only 144 human years old, incredibly young to be an El-Aurian.

"Bubbles. Lil Gurl." Todd petted the small calico female cat behind her ears.

Maggie nodded. "Of course. I might be a little dumb, but I am not a monster," she joked. Mostly, her dumb blonde thing was just an act. A wall she put up so she didn't really have to address the mess that as her personal life. Also, she'd decided that Todd was really cute and she was going to kiss him today. Maybe more, but at least that.

She bent down carefully, so as not to show TOO much skin with her miniskirt, and offered some treats to the kitties. She absolutely loved Ms Kitty. It was weird. Maybe she wouldn't be so terrible as a mother after all.

"Todd, does Bubbles like the catnip type?" She asked him, still bent over. Maggie was a bit of a wild child and didn't care much who saw her butt. The more significant bits were still covered, after all.

Todd's eyes were bent forward, his head resting against the wall. Hewitt felt an extreme rush, seeing adrenaline course through his body's physical senses, exploding, waking up his pulse, pushing faster now, awakening.

"I have not tried it on her. She is still a young girl, and her brain is still developing." He shook out of it. "I am not sure about catnip and Bubbles' youth," Todd pondered, watching Lefebvre's movements.

Maggie laughed, and stood up. "You ok?" She asked. "Uh, she's a cat, not a kid," Maggie said. "I think it's fine," she said. "But we can ask the docs!" She said. It was adorable that he cared this much about Bubbles. She cared about Ms. Kitty, of course, but she was less...weird about it. She was starting to like Todd a lot; they always had fun together and he was cute, anyway.

Hewitt nodded slowly, reaching agreement. “I have been too harsh. Bubbles. She will explore catnip at a year's age.” Hewitt shrugged.

“Yeah. That is the science on the matter, eh?” He winked at Maggie jokingly.

Stopping, defining Maggie in his clear sight, he touched her soft face. He met Maggie's lips again, taking control of her smooth, sensual, warm, and welcoming smile and kiss. He smiled in his kiss and then broke it.

"I am glad that you have passed my parent's ritual. Thank you."

She giggled, but kissed him. "You're welcome. You should buy me a drink," she said. "And we can look up the proper age for catnip introduction," she said.

Oh no, if it was later, she was going to be upset that she'd been accidentally poisoning her kitty!

= Themistocles Main Bar =

Entering the main bar, Hewitt had picked out a good table. Right in the middle of the room, an acoustic artist is playing music lightly in the background, and then the rising levels to the panoramic look-out windows of the main bar room.

Taking a seat on the right of the table, he pulled the chair out for Maggie, and Hewitt eyed the chair pleasantly. "I am luck to have you Mags for my company this evening. Bubbles I must confess is with a different baby sitter. The last Ens. Willard fed Bubbles Cat Nip and said 'so what?'. "I gave him a black eye!" Hewitt shrugged and snickered to himself.

After dropping the kitties off at their respective quarters, Maggie joined Todd in the bar. "Oh, gosh!" She said. "That's funny," she said. "But I am sure it's ok," she said. "Ms. Kitty doesn't seem to suffer any ill effects." She shrugged. "Springwine, please," she said to the bar tender. "So..besides beating up ensigns, what do you do for fun?" She asked Todd.

Hewitt chuckled. He took a sip from his glass of Whiskey. “Oh, you know, Maggie,” he said, a playful grin on his face, “aside from defending Bubbles’ honor, I dabble in the arts of mischief and mayhem. But seriously, I like to keep it interesting—sports, hiking, and a bit of classic engines here and there. And, of course, a night out with you is always on the list. What about you? What's on your agenda when you're not saving kittens from their own bad decisions?” Todd arched an eyebrow, eager to hear her response. Wow. Maggie was a sight to Todd. How could a human be perfectly incredible like her!? None he had met in his El Aurian life. Maggie is a bit of a rebel, which entices Hewitt.

"Well, you know. Hang out, fly, work out, spend time with this guy I know," she said. She smiled. "I was thinking about asking you if you could build a cat castle for Ms Kitty," she said. "She needs something to do while I am working," she said.

"Hey Maggie, that sounds like a blast! I'm glad you're having fun and hanging out with that guy.” Hewitt said sarcastically as he smirked at her, taking a drink from his foaming stout beer.

“As for Ms. Kitty, I would love to build her a cat castle! I can already picture it—multiple levels, cozy spots for napping, maybe even a little balcony for her to survey her kingdom quarters. How about we brainstorm some ideas together? I bet we can make it something special for her!" Hewitt winked while placing his hand out and walking Maggie over to a set of comfy lounge sofas near the port observation windows, sitting down and then relaxing beside each other a bit cozier, more personal.

“So, tell me, Maggie. What makes you tick, other than adrenaline?” Hewitt raised his furry Nordic eyebrow.

"Sex," Maggie replied instantly. "Listen. I don't do what anyone expects of me, but also...I just like to have a good time. I am only here for one lifetime, I might as well enjoy myself," she said, with a shrug. "And flying. I've always loved it. My uncle Alain started teaching me when I was just seven," she said. "We flew bush planes on Alpha Centauri," she said. "He liked to hunt, but he also liked to drink, and I guess he figured if I could fly, HE could drink and still get home safely," she said.

Hewitt chuckled a low rumble. He leaned back in his seat.

"Sex, huh? A lovely distraction," Todd said, grinning mischievously. "And here I thought flying was your only thrill?"

He raised his eyebrow again, a mischievous glint in his Nordic eye. "A wild one, Maggie. I can appreciate that. Life's too short to play it safe, right?”

Todd let his gaze linger a moment longer, gauging her reaction, his expression a mix of playful intensity and genuine interest. "I may be Nordic, but I know how to have a good time. And combining thrills in the cockpit with pleasure outside of it? Now that’s a recipe for an adventure I want with you!"

Maggie grinned wickedly, and then leaned in. She kissed him square on the mouth. "Intense is my middle name," she said, "So look out," She smirked a little. "It'll be fun." She said.

Todd's eyes sparkled with surprise and delight as he felt the warmth of Maggie's kiss. He chuckled softly, a sound filled with admiration and anticipation.

"I knew you were daring, but I didn't expect you to take the lead so boldly," he murmured, his voice low and teasing. "If intense is your middle name, consider me fully prepared for the ride of a lifetime." He leaned closer, his breath mingling with hers, sharing a moment of charged stillness before whispering,

"Let's see who can keep up, shall we?" Hewitt was itching with lust for Maggie's respect, and…… he truly cared for her, her emotions, and her well-being as she already accepted his customs in being an El-Aurian. Hewitt did not want to ruin this!

She raised an eyebrow, and smiled, but kissed him again. "Oh, I will be interested to see," she said. "Now. Let's get these furballs back to quarters so they can get a drink...and WE can get some dessert," she said, smiling cheekily.

[ Hewitt's Quarters ]

Shortly after, they dropped off Miss Kitty's bubbles and placed them in Hewitt's quarter's office room in warm snuggles.

Closing the doorway just a bit, Hewitt turned to Maggie.

"When you meant Desert with each other?" He gestured questioningly at Maggie.

"I did," she said, pressing the button behind her to close the door.

Todd could not help himself. He only needed to hear the words from Maggie for his crotch carrot to pitch a carnival suddenly.

He held his hands in front of himself together as his face turned red.

“I like Sugar!” He grinned at Maggie.

[Fade to Black...]

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