Paint and Powder
A Star Trek anthology by Andrew Joshua Talon
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The Begotten. Written by Dramatic_Spoon.
"I don't like it."
Quark glanced at Terok as she slumped at the bar.
"What is it now?"
"The baby. Odo and Mora have been holed up in there for who knows how long and it honestly creeps me about to see him walking around talking to a bottle."
"I think it's worse. I've never seen him happy."
"It's unnerving."
"It's disturbing."
"I don't like it."
"I think he's just happy to be a dad." The Defiant appeared next to Terok.
"….of course you would say something like that."
"And this…" Odo sat next to the Station AI, "Is Terok Nor. She is the station. Terok, say hello."
"….you're talking to a cup of soup."
"Terok, it's sensitive," Odo turned his attention back to the cup, "She's very abrasive, but she is a good person."
"….so does this make you a dad?" Defiant asked.
—
"Constable."
"Terok!" Odo beamed at her, "come, come!"
"….I assume something good happened."
"The baby changed!" Mora excitedly replied, "A sign of progress."
"….don't tell me O'Brien is going to be like this when his thing is born."
—-
"What happened?" Terok appeared, "Why is there clothes on the floor? Is someone running around naked?"
"It's Odo,"
"….he finally snapped? Did Quark push him too far?"
"No, he's…" Mora trailed off, "He's back to normal."
"…Good."