Len and Fluffy
“Okay, that’s a no on the lemongrass and catmint. Gideon, next,” Len said.
“I suggest we try catnip. It is generally quite popular with felines,” Gideon responded as the ship’s replicator began to grow a leafy plant.
Fluffy had rejected their first two attempts but now, showed a marked interest in the new plant. Len tried to hold him back to allow the replicator a chance to finish but the kitten grew eight legs trying to reach the catnip plant.
“I think we have a winner,” Len said, satisfied. He lifted the plant from the machine and sat it on the counter.
Fluffy attacked the plant, nosing it, then rubbing against it, then finally pushing it over and simply rolling on it.
When Len tried to right the plant, the cat became possessive and batted at him, claws partially extended to show he meant business.
“Dear me,” Gideon said. “He seems a bit demented.”
“Perfect,” Len said.
“I must say Mr. Snart,” Gideon said. “I am quite surprised by your affection for the newest crew member.”
“It’s not affection. It’s appreciation,” Len said, picking up the slightly-drugged cat and the plant.
“Appreciation?” Gideon asked.
“Uh-ha,” Len said. “I completely appreciate Fluffy’s more useful possibilities.”
“Oh-oh,” Gideon said as Len walked out of the supply room.
“Captain,” she said softly, calling to Rip in his office. “I believe I may have inadvertently made a mistake.”
“What sort of mistake, Gideon?” he asked, sounding concerned.