OK LETS PRETEND THAT LAL'S CASCADE FAILURE NEVER HAPPENED AND EVERYBODY ON THE ENTERPRISE LOVES HER STILL.. Just a bunch o fluff. Lal gets a crush, makes friends and heck who knows what else she's gonna do-she's Lal!
Entry 1
Dear Diary,
Because I have developed emotion, a progress which my father may never achieve, father has encouraged me to keep a diary of my time here on the Enterprise. I have not yet left the Enterprise but some unkind people have tried to take me away.
Today, I came across a most interesting little creature. A very obese, elderly man was sitting at table, awaiting service, when he beckoned for me.
"Good morning, young lady. Would you be interested in a cute, harmless little tribble?" he asked me
For a moment I considered his proposition. Father has told me that salesmen are not usually honest in their pitches. Father is so wise; I know that no matter how many neural transfers we do I will never have his capacity of wisdom. For wisdom can only be learned through expirence, and I have lived such a brief life.
Now Guinan was showing interest. To him, she said "All right let's see this "harmless" creature of yours"
The man smiled and pulled out of his pocket nothing but a little ball of fluff. The object was round, and purred immensly when pointed toward me-something most creatures do the opposite of.
I looked up at Guinan. Her face shone with delight as she got to hold one. I too held one. Its purring soothed my ear wiring like music.
Now Wesley Crusher was interested.
"How much are they?"
THe large man considered for a moment. As he considered, i wondered why Wesley would want such a thing. He was such a practical young man with no time at all for pets.
I was about to inquire him about this when the man said "Well, this one is defective, so you can have it for five credits
Wesley smiled, put the tribble in my hand, and said "I'll take it"
Then, diary, I had the most odd feeling. A sort of leaping in my abdomen. I felt the urge to turn away and giggle. I have noticed that I get hat feling a lot when I am around him.
I have named my tribble Hermione, after the classical literary characher in the epic tale of Harry Potter, and now, I put myself on sleep cycle.