My feet pattered across the metal floor, this time with shoes, thanks to the poor machines who stitched them together nonstop in some warehouse orbiting Mars. I was heading into the bridge to see what the hell was going on.
Sucker's voice was strained and that was never a good thing. She must have found some more of that signal, maybe. Meowlith Prime was a rather Anthro friendly, and heavily populated, moon of Saturn. A little further out of Earth space, but that was probably a good thing for the anthros below. It was tiny moon that used to be called Enceladus before a large number of Anthro-Cats escaped their servitude on Earth and made it their very own paradise.
Of fucking course, the Corpos made sure that wouldn't last. No one could have a peaceful life without them slithering their slimy, weaselly bodies into every society and scraping every last crypto from our pockets, and that's demeaning to Weasels. Soon that beautiful, small, terraformed planet made for cats was bombarded with immigrants and invaded by corporations with no laws but their own. The place was a sore spot on your eye now, enough so to make your stomach churn and your bowels evacuate at the same time.
I hated setting foot planet side these days. It always left a bad feeling in me that took a week to shake. I couldn't stomach all the poverty and headache that accompanied the colonies, or even Earth. The lack of government keeping people safe, and the constant urge of corporations to exploit everyone to gain the most crypto they could from any living thing. It left everywhere looking like a bleeding scab. It was sickening.
I emerged onto the bridge, Mama was there, along with Captain Uwu and Sucker. Speck was sulking in the corner. He was probably pissed at the berating he received from the Captain. Speck never did like authority too much, but he seemed to lack any ambition to lead anything. It made for a nasty combo that kept getting him in trouble.
Specks eyes immediately followed me as I stepped onto the bridge. I ran my hand along one of the workstations currently empty as I strode up to the Captain. I glanced at the half-chewed piece of wood placed on the desk's surface. Redwood was probably still out patrolling the ship for any damage the sensors didn't pick up. That Beaver really was dedicated to Engineering at any cost.
I ignored Speck's lustful gaze and stood next to Mama. Captain Uwu was hunched over, talking with Speck. I think the Anthro-Gecko was about three feet tall, max. She was little, but feisty. I glanced up to Mama, who seemed to be staring off into space. Her ears twitched a little now and then and could tell she was eavesdropping on whatever the Captain was saying.
The Anthros on board had caught me more than enough times saying things under my breath that I had stopped speaking out entirely. Everything in my head was still safe, thankfully.
"So, what's going on?" I nudged Mama with my elbow waiting for her response. She still stared ahead, not moving. I glanced over at Speck and my eyes met his. I quickly looked away. The creeper was still watching me, even now. I nudged Mama again. "Hey." I whispered aloud as to not disturb the Captain, but Mama still ignored me, even now.
I stepped out in front of her and put my hands on my hips. "Ahem! Vixie to Mama, do you read?" I smiled as she finally snapped out of her haze and looked down at me.
She held up one claw to me, "Shh, the Captain's busy." Mama pointed behind me and I turned to see both Uwu and Sucker looking at me.
I held my hands up, "Sorry, sorry." I slunk back down next to Mama and whispered to her. "You know what's going on?"
Mama shook her head, "I got something else on my mind." She shifted about a little. If there was one thing that my Human ass knew more than the Anthros though, it was how to read people in social situations. At least I had that on them.
"What's up, Mama. You can talk to me." I put my arm around her, at least I tried to. I only could get part of the way around her massive, hairy, brown body, but I leaned into her and gave her a side hug.
Mama smiled down at me; her eyes were teary. "Well," she leaned down a little to whisper back at me, "It's my son's birthday today."
