The day had started like any other, breakfast, cubs to school, checkup in sickbay, find out I'm pregnant.

That's right. Pregnant.

The whole story unfolded after that. The little blackout I had was the result of an alien artifact in effect 'cursing' the majority of the crew at planet Mynesia. Apparently I reverted to a feral state, Tarra became a Ferengi, and Milton became a Kzintosh telepath. And he coupled with me. I don't know if I should feel taken advantage of or feel angry or happy he took the initiative because now I bear his cubs, even though I was a week out of season. He must have caught the absolute tail end of the window because you read it right here, I am with litter.

And I'm getting married! Yes he agreed to marry me! I just KNEW he was the perfect male! After all the sons of bitches who sold me down the river and used me and tossed me away like garbage he's the one who hops right in the saddle and does the right thing because he's so perfect and I'm going to be so good to him.

The engagement party was fabulous after we managed to scrape poor momma off the floor, she of course proceeded to get gloriously drunk by sniffing a bottlecap and make a complete fool of herself and it's lucky she got to sickbay to have that hairline fracture on her collarbone looked at. Doctor Cosmos is so nice to her.

So anyways we're going down to Risa now and I so hope we can get married on the beach there. The sun, the sand, so romantic. Milton is so lucky, Tarra and I are going to treat him so right. Oh no, I have to make a wedding dress first! I know, we'll ELOPE! Then have a big wedding on the ship!