[center] [h1][color=85C1E9]Lucky[/color][/h1][url=https://orig00.deviantart.net/6fd8/f/2013/259/b/3/cat_by_bayardwu-d6mj96t.jpg]♥[/url] ~~~[/center] They were cheering, they were dancing, they were so happy to be with the music and so happy to be alive. By the light of the HOBO device Lucky now watched the joyous Bobblings, a full on grin illuminated from between her lips. A good arms distance away was she, yet how much did she ever wish to join them? So much. In fact, she wanted to be so happy with them that tears began to stream from her cheeks. [color=6ecff6]"So happy to be with the music, Dots..."[/color] she hugged her regally posed for all eternity bestie up tight to her cheek, inadvertantly sharing her tears with the white fluffy feline,[color=6ecff6] "d'ya thinks we as fine employees might be able to soiree along in this here soiree, girlie...? For only a titch then right...? The Cap'n Gilby... t'would he mind not, ya thinks...? Won't hurt 'im if he don't know, right...?"[/color] As she asked, her slight hips began to twitch lightly at first, then suddenly her little behind was in full sway and wiggle to the music. A hearty squeal and laugh she let out as she tossed Dotsies up high then caught her once more. Tears were soon stopped and wiped away. For a heartbeat she paused, then her smile grew and grew till she looked like some kind of fine, feline nebulae creature with invisible body and only a giant smile to show. [color=6ecff6][i]"JUMP N' FLITTERRRRR!!!!"[/i][/color] Oh but what a dance. The moves were rather numerous, but the flow was infectious. And it was a moveset that repeated itself. And so after watching her repeat the Jump n' Flitter a few times, the little Bobblings began to stumble along as they learned the dance moves. The HOBO's radio frequency was tuned to the Golby's radio and the signal and song was loud and clear. There was a pause as suddenly they all knew it all came together now. [color=6ecff6]"Good work, Dotsies! Ahoy, Krita-canics! Ya' willin'? Say [b][i]Aye[/i][/b]! Ya' ready? Say [i][b]Aye[/b][/i]! Ah one, ah two... ah one-two-three-fooooooourrrr--"[/color] [hider=And so they danced...] [i]Step forward right foot. Both hands up. Hands n' hips left, hands n' hips right. Point with the left, right hand on hips, now shake whacha got, hips in a circle now. Fold arms quick. Now hands out like flying nebulae on only the right foot, flitter them arms. Jump back once, step left forward twice. Flitter again on the left foot. Now step right back twice, jump forward once. Fists up n' roll them shoulders, lean back n' roll shoulders once more. Lean forward. Pause. Step back left foot. Point with the right, left hand on hips, now shake whacha gots, hips in a circle and jump! Now strike your made up pose! Jump turn to the right! Repeat.[/i][/hider] Several times they danced the 'Jump n' Flitter', laughing and cheering as they went along. But suddenly Lucky lost her grip on Dotsies, and the regally posed for all eternity, white, fuzzy feline went flying, toppling head over heels into their storage container home. [color=6ecff6]"AUGH! Dotsies! Why ya jump from me again, girlie! If ya'd had enuff then say so, girlie, don't just leap away... use your words, Dots! Nahhhhh... comin' t'getcha is this here lass... ughss..."[/color] Lucky crawled into the container to retrieve her bestie. Immediately she paused, big black ears perking up, vertical pupils dilating to take in more light, little nose sniffing twice. The sounds of upset Bobblings overtook the sound of the rollicking music. Intruder. Light lightning, Lucky leapt from her abode. [center][b]~~~[/b][/center] Eyes scanned about, but it was her ears that caught the location of the nebulae. Four legger. Long tail. Big enough for a dinner for two. Once more Lucky leapt, claws extracted. All sets. From behind her banadages, three scintilating blades sliced through. With a deft swing, the cat-girl brough down said blades into the long-tailer nebulae-- Oooohh... no, not quite. The triple set of 'claws' only cut through only half the metal beam that the long-tailer hid neath. It scampered away as Lucky worked her 'claws' free. As she freed herself, she turned to see the long-tailer scale the wall. The scowl that creased her simple visage deepened. It was going to escape out the ventilation. Lucky growled, crouched down, tapped at her left boot and a supreme jet of pressure launched the cat-girl to the vent. Her triple metal razor claws tasted long-tailer flesh. But only the long tail part of it. And only but the tip of the tail at that. [color=6ecff6]"Damnsit..."[/color] Lucky pressed her face into the opening, [color=6ecff6]"oi there, mate! Blue long-tailer! If ye can speaks to the Cap'n Gilby, then nary a word would ye speak o' the dancin' n' carousin' of this here crew, if it pleases ya...? And [i]if[/i] nary a word is passed, n' then this here Lucky lass sees ya again... then me n' Dots won't stabs ya and eats ya. But should the good Cap'n find out about the employees dancin' n' carousin' then... well, more than the tip o' yer taily will we have? Savvy...? Oh. Okay then. Till we meet again, Mista' Blue-long-tailer-minus-the-tip..." [/color] Lucky half-slid, half-climbed down the pipes near the upper vent and leapt down when halfway to the cargo bay floor. Quite deftly she landed and then scampered over to her abode. But by then the Bobblings had gone and the music over her HOBO had ceased. Lucky inspected the 'souvenir' she took from the long-tailer and sighed. After an affectionate pat, she picked up her white, fuzzy bestie, [color=6ecff6]"Well, that went well, eh girlie...? Ya knows-- ughs. Ya stinks something ripe, Dots. Let's bathe ya? Bubbles n' all, aye and again aye...!"[/color] [center][b]~~~[/b][/center] After quickly rummaging through her storage container home, Lucky donned her cloak and leapt towards the steps. The poor-waddling thing who had lay witness to the sudden and violent events of Lucky pursuing the long-tailer, wanted nothing to do with the claw-bearing cat-girl and managed to scramble up the steps and into the hallways. Yet much to its dismay, the cat-girl was following it. It mooed as it scrambled away from the cat-girl. [color=6ecff6]"Aye. I agree. We should follow this waddling-thing here. It may lead us to the loo. What's that, girlie? Well, let me ask it then. Oi there, waddling-thing. If I am to introduce meself, then I must means ya no harm. So introduce meself I will. I am called: Lucky. [i]LUUUUUUHHHH-KEEEEE[/i]... Lucky. And this here be: Dotsies. [i]DAAAAAAAAAWWWWWT-SEEEEEES...[/i] Dotsies. And she be me bestest bestie ever. And she would so humbly and favourably wish to ride yer back... if it pleases ya?"[/color] The waddling-thing was pressed up so hard against the wall, it should leave an imprint of its own body. After a couple of breaths it let out the teeniest of tiny little mewling of a sound. [sub][color=fdc68a]"Moooooolll...?"[/color][/sub] [color=6ecff6][i]"Mool?[/i] Be that what ya be called? Brillant and tremendous all at once then, Mool...!"[/color] The poor waddling-thing's body rag-dolled about as it was not only named but had its foreleg shook in a hearty greeting, [color=6ecff6]"well met, pleased t'make yer acquaintancies and let's get us to the loo and batheries area of the livin' vessel then. Lead away, me loverly new mate...!"[/color] Lucky secured Dotsies to Mool's back and followed along behind the waddling thing, humming along to the sound of the music and organically machine noises in the 'Frightful. Mool, the waddling-thing had no idea where it was going.