At first I was just going to pick up my gloves, change that horrible mattress of his and leave a gift floral arrangement. But when I actually had a chance to look at the room itself instead of falling into those hypnotic eyes I knew I could apply a little touch here and there.

I'm certain Milton's tendency to get up on the wrong side of the bed has to do with that bed of nails Starfleet calls a mattress. I was thinking of just changing the mattress itself when I got to thinking that I feel he likes me a lot and I really like him, well, he'd need a bigger bed.

So I got to rearranging a few things and making room and decorating and then I discovered his drawers are almost empty. I put in a few nice shirts and got rid of his horrible Y fronts and still found room for a few little things I might need in the near future. Alright, I admit it, I dropped a hint there.

His bathroom was typically male and was in dire need of some help so I put up some artwork and added a few particulars here and there including the best razor in existence.

I do have to hand it to him, I approve most heartily of the cleanliness of the place. That's so refreshing to see but the scent of the cleaners he uses needed a bit of moderation.

Based on the study I've done and knowing that I was in the presence of a Goddess, whom I am convinced is merely another aspect of She who I revere, I removed the tacky, low resolution landscape prints and put up something to glorify Her.

And something else that's hard to describe. I clipped my claws. Yes, that's right, I clipped my claws in Her presence and laid them in offering. I swear I will never raise my hand to harm Her child, ever.

Ordinarily I wouldn't have redecorated so soon in a relationship but when we're dealing with the divine will of the Goddess Herself, who am I to argue? But he'll love it, guys always love my redecorating.

And before I forget, I must compliment Commander Tempres on an amusing combat simulation program. Attack hot dogs. I mean really, is there no end to what a humanoid will anthropomorphize?

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