Finishing up the training.

The General and I were standing on a berm watching my troops assault the bunker.

"Your troops look damn good, Hudson," he commended. "Damn good."

"We've been training hard, sir," I said.

"It shows," the General smiled. "All that's left is to plan the operation."

The General called a cease fire and rounded up my troops. He gave them a good pep talk, explaining how proud he is of our hard work and how he's knows we'll succeed on the mission. He concluded by telling us that we start planning it on Monday and that we get the rest of the weekend off. The troops cheered and dispersed. Huxley stayed, she quietly stood in front of me.

"Is there a problem, Officer Huxley?" I asked.

"Oh please, don't call me that," she answered. "Call me Lenina."

"Sure. Is there anything I can do for you, Lenina?"

"There is," Lenina stepped close to me and breathed into my ear. "...Something."

She moved her lips across my cheek and kissed me full on the lips. It was sweet, like a peach, and I returned the kiss.

"Oh no you don't!" came a shout from out of my view.

We turned and saw Lt. Cdr Oneida stomping up towards us. "You get away from my man!" she screamed.

"He is not your man!" Lenina yelled back. "You can't appreciate a man like Hudson. I can!"

"Hudson and I go back!" she yelled. "Way back. And I'm not going to let some two-bit hussy like you come in between us."

"Two-bit? Why you little skank!"

Ranaé slapped Lenina. Hard. Lenina gasped and grabbed her cheek.

"Oh no you didn't!"

"Oh yes I did!"

Lenina slapped Ranaé. "You painted jezebel!"

Ranaé slapped Lenina. "Arcturian prostitute!"

Lenina hauled off and punched Ranaé hard across the face. The officer stumbled back then dove at the police woman.

"Ladies! Ladies!" I tried to calm them down.


Ranaé punched Lenina back even harder. Lenina returned with a stiff kick to Ranaé's stomach.

They grabbed each other by the hair and spun each other around. They pushed, they shoved and they hit. I wasn't sure how to stop this, all I could do was watch.

Finally, they tumbled down the berm and into a drainage ditch. Then they splashed into the water, still throwing punches and grabbing hair. I ran down the hillside trying to think of what to do. The water didn't ease the ferocity of their fighting.

"You stay away from my man!"

"You stay away from my man!"

"I am going to kick your horse!"

"That's 'ass,' dummy! And you ain't kicking nobody's nothing!"



"Gonna be kind of hard to go on the mission when you're in traction!"

"Gonna be kind of hard to walk out of here with your legs broken!"



Suddenly, they stopped fighting. The two women sat there breathing heavily; then they looked deep into each other's eyes, their lips moved within a millimeter of each other.

"Ladies!" I yelled. "What are you doing?" The two stopped and looked at me; their cheeks lightly touched.

"Oh there's room for you," Ranaé said in a sultry voice.

"Come on in," Lenina added through her pouty lips. "The water's nice."

I stepped into the water towards the two women. Suddenly, I heard an alarm going off.

My head leaped up off the pillow. I looked around and realized that I was in my bunk. The rest of my troops were groggily picking themselves out of bed.

Drats.