Empire of the Space Cats (Amy Armstrong Book 2) by Stephen Colegrove

Author:Stephen Colegrove [Colegrove, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

THE PARADE GROUND outside the Hall of Harmonious Justice was empty apart from a pair of cats in red berets walking slowing around the perimeter with assault rifles strapped to their furry backs.

“Exactly what I expected,” said Amy. “Betsy and Nick nowhere to be seen.”

“To be fair, the assembly was extraordinarily brief,” said Philip. “If we follow the nearest screams and sounds of absolute pandemonium, we’re certain to find them.”

He took Amy’s hand and held it firmly. The pair descended the marble steps outside the hall and crossed the parade ground toward the red-painted wood of the imperial living quarters.

“Do you really think we’re a matched pair?” Amy asked. “We’re kind of opposites. I’m a scrappy thief from California and you’re a posh English lord.”

Philip kissed her hand and smiled broadly. “Neither of which matter thousands of years in the future on a planet run by cats. Sense governs the heart, not sensibility, and my heart is yours, dear Amy. In any case, you’re no thief. Didn’t you tell the Lady that you’d learned your lesson?”

Amy used her other hand to dig into a pocket of her plaid skirt, and held out a golden necklace with a glittering pendant of a fish.

“I stole this last night.”

“Left in your room by the previous occupant. Nothing to be worried about.”

“It wasn’t in my room. It was in Betsy’s.”

Philip sighed. “One wonders why a young lady would be rummaging through strange drawers in the evening hours, but since you’ve plainly admitted the crime, I can safely say there is nothing to worry about. Unless, of course, you’re a somnambulist and burglar at the same time.”

“A somna-what?”

“A sleepwalker.”

“No. I was awake.”

“In that case I freely admit that, in addition to being a foppish English lord, I am also a hypnotist. To remedy this thievery of yours will require quite a few private and extremely personal sessions.”

“I want a second opinion!”

Amy tickled Philip under the ribs, ducked his outstretched arms, and sprinted through a covered breezeway of the living quarters. She turned a corner and hid behind a red pillar, covering her mouth to muffle the giggles. She screamed as Philip grabbed her in a bear hug and kissed her on the mouth.

The teenagers were far too involved with each other for the next few minutes to hear the footsteps.

“Look at that,” said Betsy. “Leave them alone for five minutes and they’re right back at it, doing that thing again. What was it?”

“Making babies,” said Nick, sitting on the back on the dog.

Amy pushed away from Philip. “We are not! It was, um … we were …”

“She was dying,” said Philip.

Amy held up a hand. “Sharing chewing gum.”

“I was helping her breathe,” said Philip.

“It’s strawberry,” said Amy. “He likes strawberry.”

Philip nodded. “Saved her life.”

“Last piece in the universe,” said Amy. “Oops! I swallowed it. Sorry, Philip.”

Betsy and Nick glanced between Amy and Philip like the rapid back-and-forth of a tennis match, eyes wide and mouths open.

“They’re lying,” said Nick. “I smell a secret.”

“What’s chewing gum?” asked Betsy.

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