So far it had been a great first day. He got his new quarters, they were HUGE!, at least to him they were. They needed some remodeling, maybe engineering would be so kind as to help get his hammock strung up, the beds were just too soft. But it had been a long day none the less Pongo thought with a sigh. Arriving, beaming aboard, getting his quarters, visiting with the Counselor, the CO, visiting his Sickbay for the first time, and checking out his office. Then touring the other two sickbays. WHEW! now it was time for chow. : : : : : : : : : : Pongo was an inherently social person. He loved meeting people, and getting to know them. That is why he would almost always be found catching his meals in 18 Forward. There were people there, people to meet, people to watch. As he entered into the lounge he paused, and thought WOW. his dark grey and cream upper lip curled back in a smile as he stood in the doorway and marveled. There were people about, there were games to play, a bar, this place had everything. Though he had no idea what the game was involving the table and sticks, or the small pointed objects being thrown at the wall, he was interested. Oh bean bags being tossed, he liked that one. If he remembered correctly it was called Cornwall, or maybe that was a place, and the game was something else entirely. Those chocolate brown eyes twinkled merrily as he slowly entered, his short stubby bow legged legs. Red gold fur stuck out all directions from his head, and ran down the bare parts of his arm, in some places nearly 8 inches in length, he was wearing a white t-shirt, and denim overalls. Both dark grey hands and feet were bare as he continued his swaying waddle into the room, eyes wide, and grin showing off pearly whites framed by large incisors on either side. Nothing about Pongo said intimidating, he was not even five feet tall, and his round little belly filled his overalls. This room was amazing. The chubby little Tuanee doctor could not decide what to do first. : : : : : : : : : : Lieutenant Commander Pongo Bubbles, MD, CMO : : : : : : : : Ean had just gotten off his shift when he entered the lounge, he sensed a lot of the same faces but there was mind that was a little unique. Pongo thought patterns didn’t match what he knew as normal patterns. Spotting the new officer. Walking up to him he smiled, “Sir? When did you arrive?” he asked, wanting to be polite and strike up a conversation. : : : : : : : : Zol, Engineering : : : : : : When he was spoken to Pongo turned around, and curled his lip back in a smile. Ohhhh this one had black eyes a Betazoid, they could read emotions, and thoughts, and stuff. Pongo loved people over all, the empaths were generally the best they always wanted people to be happy, cause that was better than feeling everyone being sad and stuff. Oh wait they had asked him a question. Large warm chocolate brown eyes twinkled as he rolled back the last few seconds and recalled the question. : : : : : : “I arrived just today.” said the red gold furred alien dressed in overalls and a t-shirt, barefoot, there was even fur sticking out from the bottoms of the overalls. “I am Doctor Bubbles, Pongo Bubbles” Pongo was not certain of the Betazoid customs, so he just extended his hand out and up for a hand shake. The mind inside was as sharp as any other that Ean had encountered, but mostly filled with wonder, awe, and joy. This was a genuinely happy camper. : : : : : : Lieutenant Commander Pongo Bubbles, MD, CMO : : : : “Doctor Pongo Bubbles? I must admit I don’t think I have ever meet anyone of your species.” Konral said as he sat down next to him. “May I ask what planet you are from?” he asked the officer, curious to find out why he had never meet anyone like him before. : : : : Zol, Engineering : : Pongo’s upper lip rolled back in a wide smile, which Ean easily could distinguish from a snarl with the emotions that were behind it. Pongo seemed to love his planet, and where he was from and happily would talk about it. A cream and grey hand pushed the fur back from Pongo’s face. With a little bit of a wiggle to settle himself. Pongo took a long drink from what might have been a Bloody Mary, but might have just been juice based on scent. : : “I am a Tuan” which the red gold furred being pronounced, Two On, “from the Planet Ashlar. It is near the Border of the Cardassian Union. And Since I am the first of the Tuan to attend the Academy, I am not shocked you have never heard of us before.” Pongo took another drink, with a satisfied sigh. “You are a Betazoid based on your eyes, and ease with people, but who forgot to tell me his name” Pongo stated sticking his tongue out jokingly. : : Lieutenant Command Pongo Bubbles, MD, CMO “I am Ean, Ean Zol.” he said with a large smile. “Pleasure to meet you Pongo. I don’t know if I ever meet anyone from your planet. Are they members if the Federation?” Zol asked. Zol, Engineering

Pongo grinned, and extended a hand for shaking that was what most of the hairless peoples seemed to do. Pongo really wanted to make a decent impression. The surface emotions were floating around his head, constant joy and wonderment. There were so many things, so many people would have taken for granted here. “Well met Ean, you are the acting chief engineer correct?” Pongo picked one of the tall cocktail tables. One that he was almost eye level with the seat of the stool, and then he swarmed up it swinging and climbing at the same time. “I am not surprised we are an insular people, or history has taught us to be cautious of outsiders. If not for the Dominion and the Cardassians, we likely would still be so. But when we stole that ship and flew it, the Federation saw and came to help.” Pongo said, as if he had been there for that.

Lieutenant Commander Pongo Bubbles, MD, CMO