Michael shook his head. "Oh great. Now I'm going to have to go find her and the rest of them."

He stepped out of the van and was immediately accosted by Catsma.

"Mrrroowww.....purrrr...."

"What was that?" He couldn't quite hear her and made the mistake of stepping a little closer. Her green eyes glittered as she rubbed her face against the shoulder of his black leather jacket, making sure her long red hair didn't catch in the snaps.

"uuummmm...mrrooowww!!" she leaned over and licked the fishypoof dust off his neck.

"What are you doing???" Poor Michael. He was at his wits end now. On one hand, it felt pretty good. On the other, he definitely didn't trust the gleam in her eyes.

"I'm Catsma...purrrr.... Don't you remember me....I gave you a lovely shower scene with Nikita in my last story....."

"You're that Catsma? Wow, thanks for that one...I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Hey, wait a minute...now that I think about it....aren't you the one who knows how long it takes to reload my weapon???"

She gave her best shy smile, the one that wouldn't have fooled anyone who knew her, ducking her head in embarrassment.

"Well....I honestly didn't think you'd mind....most men would be very flattered but you're my Number One Spyboy...do you want me to make it a shorter time??"

"No, No. Two minutes is fine...." He could feel himself preen with satisfaction. *Just what else did she know about him???*

"Tell me, do you always have to put me on Lamenage list??..."

She batted her eyelashes and gave her best coy look. "Well....if you just would behave yourself....."

Michael attempted to refocus on the mission. "Where has everyone gone? I need to track them down so we can complete the mission."

"Well, let me see. I saw Enjoue running down the street pushing a laundry cart screaming something about it being her turn to get in it. Jane's in the backyard lying under a hose, muttering something about getting the waterfall effects just right. It seems she's having a problem with the bushes though, they won't lie down right."

Catsma thought for a second. "I know where Zzoo is. She told me she was off to her Redheads Anonymous Who Are Addicted To RD Support Group...Did you know that meets three times a week? Membership is growing by the day. Even 'chelle is thinking of joining that one...when she and Norma wake up from their naps. The last I saw of them, they were having an argument over who was going to hold RD's towel in the shower scene. It was getting pretty bad."

"Lorraine and Hipposai are in the kitchen fighting over who gets to wear the fluffy bunny slippers next. Ranma can't take anymore of it and has lain down with a migraine. And Scoo and Ursula are comparing whips in the dining room.

"Was that everyone?" she eyed his neck again. That combination of Spyboy and fishypoofs was sure potent...it definitely had possibilities for her next story.

Michael stopped her as she lunged for him. "Now behave yourself....I'll have to punish you if you don't."

"Purrrr....does that mean I get to sit on your lap in Timeout? Will you make me obey????" she was delighted by the thought.

He was struck by an idea. "Tell me....Catsma.." He gave her his best blank look, the one that drove the women wild (trying to interpret it, that is). "Do You know where Timeout is???"

She gave her best catlike smile in return..."Mrroww...I do but then I'd never get in there myself...and I live for the possibility of your lap....so forget it Spyboy!"

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