Page 38 of Cops in Space
Qa’a walked into the vortex, and it vanished within seconds.
Gita climbed out of my bra.“Nix not Nix.”
“Nope, and I’m not happy with us being added to the Katanic people’s genetic memory. Won’t that make it easier for Ziyn and her buddies to find us?”
“If she attacks, I will kill her,”Xyler growled.
I rolled my eyes.“And how do you plan on doing that? Weapons can’t kill them, they simply regenerate.”
“I will tear them apart with my teeth, with my claws. Askole warriors do not accept defeat. Ever.”
I smothered a groan.“And when you are being digested. What then?”
“We feed her as many explosives as we can, then jettison her into space,”Kaelen interjected.
“Just like we did with Wiggles.”
“Yes.”
“A useful idea,” Xyler said. “Never in recorded history have the Katanic people formed an alliance with another race.”
“That’s because they had never met a human before and Qa’a realized we are sneaky bastards who make awesome allies.”
Xyler sneered,“Humans are fragile beings with soft skin, no claws or fangs and easily killed.”
“Fragile, huh?”I turned the water pressure up and blasted Xyler in the face.
He retaliated.
Kaelen joined in, blasting the Askole with a deluge of water. Roars, battle cries and giggles filled the air. It was the water fight of the century and the most fun I had had in ages.
“Zap him, Gita!”I yelled as we slid across the slippery tile floor.
Web balls started flying and even with his super speed Xyler was suddenly glued against the shower wall with sticky threadsof webbing. I did a happy dance.“Ha! Who needs armor or fangs or claws.”
“Your battle tactics are unusual but effective,”Xyler said with a big grin. He was having as much fun as we were.
Jaxor’s tentacles waved wildly.“Me like. Me like.”
“Fun. Do again,”Gita giggled.
Dad, Captain Zan and Uncle Saul charged in with weapons drawn.
“What the hell is going on?”Uncle Saul bellowed.
I gave them my Debbie Sunshine smile.“Just showing Xyler how humans use all available resources to defeat their enemies.”For a moment, I considered blasting them too. They looked awfully hot and sweaty.
Dad glared at me.“Do not even think about it. You’re not too big to put over my knee, young lady.”
“Spoilsport.”
“Ben has the grill fired up. Get dressed. He needs you to collect some tomatoes, onions, corn and lettuce from the garden,”Dad instructed.
I saluted him smartly.“Yes, sir.”
“Kaelen and I will check out why the sensors on the western quadrant just quit working.”
With one slash of his claws, Xyler freed himself from the sticky webbing.“I will assist you.”
