Pongo sniffed in disdain but continued to smile, and looked about to see if the Captain was on the bridge or in his Ready Room. He had been called cute many times before, something about resembling some animal or another. He had looked at pictures and thought he looked nothing like it. : : : : : : : : : Lieutenant Commander Doct : : : : “Enter.” came the reply back, Calin was playing music as he sat on his sofa. It was clear that this wasn’t exactly his normal hours, but he was free at this time as he read a book. : : : : Calin, CO : : When the door opened and the call to enter was given, the small officer, waddled in, his gait a rolling one dues to legs that were a bit too short. His golden red fur was mostly controlled revealing Lieutenant Commander’s pips on a science or medical blue uniform. Pongo offered a congenial smile, with his upper lips rolling back to reveal white teeth. He cordially waved a dark grey hand and entered the office. Then he stopped and admired her expanding belly. The little furry officer was not large at all, not but barely topping four and half feet, with a cute little pot belly. Pongo’s arms were a bit longer than proportional, looking like he could stand there and scratch his own ankles. Pongo looked around the ready room as he entered, and grinned again. “Captain Calin I presume?” Pongo asked the man on the Couch. : : The little rotund officer was all smiles as he stepped in and door slid shut behind him. : : Lieutenant Commander Doctor Pongo Bubbles, Chief Medical Officer “Yes.” Calin said as he stood up, nodding at the officer as he entered. “You must by my new CMO, Pongo Bubbles correct?” he asked, like there was going to be another answer. Calin had been aware of the officer and was expecting just this. Well part of him expected someone a bit taller all the same. “Please have a seat, would you care for a drink?” he asked the Commander. Calin, CO

The dark grey and cream upper lip curled back out of the way as Pongo smiled. “That would indeed be whom I am, and indeed I am, I am excited, it’s my first solo command”

Pongo nodded and toddled towards the chair that had been indicated, though he was short, he was broad and rounded. Almost soft looking, the fur, added to the fact, cuddly and cute. Disproportionally long arm reaching for the arm of the chair. As he swarmed, squiggled and swung deftly into the chair, he answered the Captain’s Question, “Vegetable Juice, super chilled, mostly Toe May Toe” Pongo settled into the chair, feet tucking beneath him, instead of allowing them to dangle from the front of the chair in a childlike manner. They vanished beneath his little pot belly, except a glimpse of red fur that was sticking out.

Lieutenant Commander Pongo Bubbles, MD, CMO