Her tail swished as Kafluie looked over the poster that her twin sister had handed to her. “The Pan censors had a field day with this one.” She scratched a claw at the 'No-No!' sticker trying to see what it covered up without success. Looking at the matching 'No-No!' floating superimposed over her own smoke the neon metallic blue catgirl had a good guess anyway.
Giving her neon purple shoulders a shrug Kaboomi thought the censors looking at her behind were kind of creepy. But when it appeared her thong was deemed acceptable she let out a held breath. Turned her attention back to their boss. Nanooki Princess Katomi Kiru, Captain of the pirate spaceship the Princess Britney's Rehab who'd called them to the bridge off shift. “So you want us to do what?”
“Take that new shuttle across the divides and wastes between PanHistoria and PanErotica to find Poppinfresh and his band. Then bring them back in time for the Rising Phoenix Parade.” The beautiful golden catgirl ran an elegant paw across the controls of her command chair. “It looks like North and Lisbeth will have the modifications to the engines and computers done within the hour.”
“Why us?” Kaboomi figured the modifications to the new shuttle Jelloshots gave them enough time to swing by their quarters and collect their pet unicorns.
“You two are the best pilot and navigator that we have.” She thought that closed the argument so moved to return her personal view screen to the soaps. Finding some stupid commercial for banana chips playing she looked up irritated. “You still here?” Looked around them to the neon pink blur spinning in the gunnery chair. “Flir'veous!” It took a minute but the blur slowed until the hot pink catgirl became visible. “Show this pair the way to the shuttle bays. Go with 'em and keep them out of trouble. It is imperative that they find Poppinfresh and his band and get them all back here by this Friday. Clear?”
“Yes ma'am!” The cybernetically enhanced catgirl lithely swung out of the gunnery chair. Barely slowing to grab some cheeto's and a Pepsi from the nutrition center chasing her breed mates down the ramp that led to the quarters deck.
She maintained her unhappy look until sure they were out of hearing range. Then Kafluie's face lit up in a big grin. “Three party hardy catgirls with unlimited credit, their own spaceship, and a week away from adult supervision!” She rubbed her paws with expectation.
“With our only job to drive some rock band around.” Despite the big 'No-No!' blob over her paws Kaboomi got another smoke rolled up. “The stupid censoring is a pain in the @##!” She frowned at the edit. But shook it off as all three blindingly bright furred catgirls leaned in to light their cigarettes off the same match outside the twins room.
Feeling arms and tails slipping around her back Flir'veous giggled. “You think the band will let us hang with them some?” She eagerly accepted a couple of kisses. Then gave back change. “This is going to be spectacular!” All three pushed through the door careful of the prancing foot-tall unicorns piping gleefully at them through their horns.
“Meow!” Kafluie looked to her pets. “Road trip!” Got more happy toots before the unicorns scampered off for their bags.
“We got an hour to pack.” Kaboomi kicked the door closed. “Purr-purr!” The lights suddenly went out as paws shifted inside clothes. There was a rip and then some thumps. “%@&$ censors!”
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