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Little Ensign's Room
Chapter Three: High and Dry
Most would think that the crew of the Enterprise consisted of many talented and capable individuals. They would be right. They wouldn't, however, think about exactly how often these amazing individuals had to use the facilities.
Everyone at the Academy knows, if you want to succeed you have to stay hydrated. Without water you're sunk. Bad example, but it applies. Just one engineer alone will drink over over three liters a day. It stands to reason the engineer would have to use the restroom quite often. At least twice.
There are over four hundred crew members on board the Enterprise at any given time.
"Scotty, what's your report?"
"Well, Cap'n... The restrooms on all the floor levels seem to be a bit clogged up an' we've got no way to fix 'em."
A sigh. "What do you suggest?"
"Uh, we could take it in shifts, Cap'n?"
"..."
"Cap'n?"
Most people back on Earth eat three square meals a day. On board the Enterprise the crew is very busy and very active. They eat like they drink.
There are over four hundred crew members on board the Enterprise at any given time.
Don't do the math. It's nasty.
In sickbay, unknown to anyone, things just got a lot more complicated.
That women who made that one, fateful log entry, is actually pregnant.
"Uh, Scotty."
"Yes, Cap'n."
"I call dibs on that first shift."
Chapter Four: Word of their predicament reaches the newsrooms back on Earth...