Last time on Star Trek Equestria Reformatted...
“Curious.”
“If there was a second occupant in my pod I woulda known about them.”
“They’re Techno-Organic Cybertronian-Equestrian Hybrids.”
“They have your DNA, by all accounts they are your foals.”
“You know what this could mean right?”
“I’m not sure I want to find out.”
“Can I give them what they need...?”
“You lost the foals?!”
“We need to find them before the captain finds out and blows a gasket.”
And now the continuation...
In Engineering, The Entire Engineering Department stared in shock and confusion when a pair of foals that were sitting on top of the Harmony Core teleported into view suddenly. For the moment, no one spoke, until Ensign Marin broke the silence. “Please tell me I’m not the only one seeing this?” He asked.
“No Ensign Marin, you are not the only one.” Baker responded. “I guess the rumor that there were a pair of foals onboard is true after all.” She said as she tapped her combadge. “Baker to Boimler, you missing a pair of foals?” Baker asked.
“Yes...they’re in Engineering?” Boimler asked in response.
“Just teleported here.” Baker replied. “On top of the Harmony Core.”
At that moment, Baker coulda sworn that she heard a stroke through the combadge before Boimler responded. “Get them off of there and try to keep them there, Yamik and I are on our way.” Boimler said before the connection was cut.
Baker nodded and approached the Core glancing up at the foals. “Oy. You two cuties up there.” She said, trying to get the foals’ attention.
The foals heard Baker and glanced down to see her smiling up at them. “Welcome aboard the Equestria. I’m sure you’re going to love it here. Would you like to come down and meet the engineering department?” She asked, trying to get them to stay put long enough for Boimler to get there.
The entire department watched as the foals sprouted wings from their sides and gracefully descended down into Kasey’s waiting arms. They smiled up at her and looked around. “There we go.” Kasey cooed at them, slowly stepping away from the Harmony Core.
The act turned out to not be agreeable with the foals since they stopped smiling and began to whimper, reaching out to the core. Kasey stiffened a bit, and shook her head. “No, I’m sorry little ones, that’s a very dangerous piece of equipment that foals like you shouldn’t be around.” She told them. The colt only frowned at that and lit his horn, the Element of Magic began to glow before it dislodged from its indent and made its way to the foals. The filly caught it and the two foals giggled.
Marin’s breath hitched in his throat as he tried to intercept the Element of Magic, but failed to catch it before the foals could. “Hey. That is not a toy.” Marin told them. “I’m gonna need to--”
He couldn’t get any further as the foals lit their horns and poofed away, with the Element of Magic in tow. Something that made Kasey panic. “Oh dear. That’s not good.” She said.
At that moment, the doors to engineering opened and Yamik rushed in, with Boimler not far behind. Yamik saw the smoke dissipating. “Baker, where’re the foals?” He asked when he saw the lack of foals.
“They just teleported away.” Baker responded.
Boimler glanced at the core, and noticed what was missing. “Did they take the Element of Magic?!” He asked.
“Yes sir, I tried to catch it but it was too fast for me.” Marin responded.
Boimler’s panic was at an all time high in that moment. “This just keeps getting worse.” He said.
“Can’t we track them?” Marin asked.
“Computer apparently doesn’t have enough information, which I think is bullcrap since it should have their entire medical examination on file but that’s another can of worms.” Boimler responded...Before an idea came to him. “Wait a minute, Baker could we track the element of magic?” He asked.
“I believe so.” Baker responded as she moved to a console. “The Signature’s been in our database for a while. Computer should be able to track it.”
“And wherever that is, the foals should be.” Yamik reasoned. “Let’s get this done fast, I have a feeling the captain’ll want to visit her foals soon.” He said.
(Start to about 1:24)
Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.
Meanwhile, on the bridge, All was proceeding normally, with none of the bridge crew aware of the disastrous emergency that was taking place in the lower decks. At the Operations console, Norman was busy with operational diagnostics when he heard Maxima’s voice. “Lt Cmdr Norman.” Proxima called out.
Norman glanced up and saw Maxima approaching him. “Aye captain?’ He asked.
“Mind sending a message to Federation HQ?” Proxima asked. “Find out who I need to get into contact with in regards to Federation Mandated documentation for a pair of newborn foals?”
At that, everyone on the bridge turned their heads towards Proxima. “Captain?” Sela asked curiously.
“I’m doing it.” Proxima responded. Indeed, after her conversation with her parents, Proxima took some time to consider what she had at her disposal for parenting twins. After determining her capabilities, she made up her mind. “Those foals are my flesh and blood, And I believe I can provide for them what my parents did for me. So I’m taking them in.” She announced.
“I have every confidence that the foals are in good hooves with you captain.” Sela responded, letting a small smile on her face as Norman sent the desired message to Federation HQ.
“Thanks Sela.” Proxima responded, smiling back at Sela. “Now, I’m going down to the medbay to...check on my foals.” Proxima did a double take as she was saying that. “That is going to take some getting used to.” She commented as she entered the turbolift, still not used to having foals yet.
Once the door closed, Boimler’s voice came through the bridge intercom. “Boimler to bridge, we have a situation.” He reported.
“Go ahead Doctor.” Sela responded.
“The foals are missing. And they have the Element of Magic with them. Yamik and I are trying to get them, but the captain cannot find out.” Boimler told them. “So if she says she’s going to the medbay, delay her as much as possible.” He requested.
As soon as they heard that news, Paris, Norman, and Prestine all widened their eyes in shock and panic. “...Doctor.” Sela said, panic arising in her as well. “If I am to understand correctly, not only are the foals NOT in the medbay, which the captain is currently on her way towards, but they also have a very powerful object that no foal should ever have in their possession?” Sela asked. In a tone that was the Vulcan equivalent of panicking.
“She’s on her way to the medbay?!” Boimler asked.
“Doctor. The foals and the Element of Magic.” Sela replied sternly.
“Right. Yes, the foals and the Element of Magic are lost. And unless they’re found the captain is going to blow a gasket in a few minutes.” Boimler responded.
At that moment, a puff of smoke appeared in the middle of the bridge, and dissipated to reveal two baby foals holding the Element of Magic. For a moment, there was silence as everyone there processed what was going on, before Norman spoke up. “Found them. They’re on the bridge.” He reported.
There was no response, instead, Boimler, Yamik, and Baker all beamed onto the bridge, and Boimler breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the foals. “Oh thank god.” He said.
“Somebody get the Element of Magic away from them.” Sela ordered. “Preferably before the captain gets to the medbay and has a heart attack.”
“Why would I have a heart attack?” Asked Captain Maxima, making everyone on the bridge feel a shiver down their spine.
Sela glanced back towards the Turbolift and saw Proxima step out. “Captain.” Sela acknowledged. “Forget something?” She asked, deducing why Proxima was back on the bridge so quickly.
“Yeah?” Proxima responded, giving Sela a quizzical look. “I came back to replicate a pair of magic dampening devices in the event the foals showcased magical prowess.” She explained, having had the realization that because the foals had her DNA, it was plausible that they had her magic capabilities as well. Proxima glanced at the rest of her senior staff, all of whom were acting weird. “What’s going on up here?” She asked.
Before anyone could answer, the foals, likely having heard Proxima, began giggling loud enough for Proxima to hear, and she was very confused. “What’s that giggling?” She asked as she approached her staff. She looked past them and saw a sight that she couldn’t believe. It looked like the foals, with the Element of Magic in their grasp. “…Boimler?” She asked.
“Yes Captain?” Boimler asked, fearing what was coming.
“Why are my foals here, holding a very dangerous Element of Magic?” Proxima asked. Her momma bear instincts kicking in.
Boimler was about to answer, before the foals giggled, and used their wings to fly to Proxima, the filly landing on her back while the colt grabbed at her leg. In doing so, they left the Element of Magic behind, which Baker took advantage of and snatched it off the ground before immediately beaming to Engineering. The foals didn’t notice though as they were busy nuzzling Proxima. “Ma-ma.” The colt cooed.
Before, Proxima had let out a sigh of relief when Kasey got the Element of Magic away and back to its proper place, but when the colt called her ma ma, she would be the first to admit her heart melted. She looked down at the colt giving her an adorable smile, and smiled in return. “Yeah.” She said as she picked the colt up in her magic and nuzzled him with motherly love. “That’s right. I am your ma ma.”
The filly giggled and nuzzled the back of Proxima’s mane, which in turn melted everyone else’s hearts. “God why do little babies have to be so darn adorable?” Prestine asked.
“It’s their superpower and our weakness.” Paris responded. “I remember when my baby brother was born. He stole everyone’s hearts right away.” He reminisced.
Proxima nodded, while Norman got a notification on his console.”Incoming transmission. It’s Admiral Vance.” He announced.
“I’ll take it in my ready room.” Proxima responded. She glanced at her foals. “Alright you two. Mommy needs to go back to work.” She cooed to her foals. “I need you to go with Doctor Boimler to the Medbay and stay there. Can you do that?” She asked. “I promise I’ll be right along as soon as I’m off my meeting.”
The foals seemingly understood, because they spread their wings and flew over to Boimler, who caught them in his arms. “Don’t worry Cap, I won’t let them out of my sight this time.” He said.
“I’ll hold you to that. Now that we know they have magic, please do something to keep that magic under control.” Proxima responded.
“Aye captain.” Boimler responded before he and Yamik left the bridge with the foals.
With them gone, Sela let out a breath she was holding. “Never a dull moment around here.” She commented.
“No doubt. I’ll be in my ready room, you have the con Number one.” Proxima responded before walking to her ready room. While Sela retook the captain’s chair.
Meanwhile, down in the lower most deck of the saucer section, Yamik, after excusing himself from Boimler, Harmony, and Shron all approached the hatch leading into the captain’s yacht. “OK, so we apparently do not have Harmony to thank for our win today, that idea just sprang up on it’s own, and now something might be wrong with the captain’s yacht?” He asked, recapping what Harmony and Shron told him.
“According to our resident boot.” Shron replied.
“First, we find a pod similar to the captain’s, then the Terrorcons steal our multivector mode, then a winning strategy comes out of nowhere, the pod turns out to be carrying twin foals with the captain’s DNA, and now the captain’s yacht is acting up. Just another day in Extra Galactic Space.” Yamik Commented.
“Twins? With the captain’s DNA?” Shron asked. “You mean that rumor’s true?”
“Oh yeah. Cap just announced that she’s taking them in.” Yamik replied.
“That’s nice.” Harmony commented. “I bet they’re adorable.”
“When they’re not causing trouble.” Yamik responded as they approached the hatch. All three of them had their phasers armed and set to stun. “Alright. Now, we have a potential security threat in the captain’s yacht and we have no idea what it is we’re looking for exactly. What do you think the first step is Boot?” Yamik asked Harmony, taking to calling her boot as well.
“Run a scan?” Harmony asked. Using logic and what they had available to arrive at her response.
“Good answer.” Yamik responded before he did just that and scanned the inside of the Captain’s yacht through the hatch. The scan wasn’t picking up anything. “Nothing on the scanner. What do you think that could mean?” He asked.
“That someone might be using a cloaking device, in which case we should now fill the interior with tachyon particles?” Harmony suggested.
“Precisely.” Shron responded as he tapped at a nearby console and released tachyon particles into the interior of the captain’s yacht. “And why do we use tachyons to detect cloaked objects?” He asked Harmony.
“Because Historically, tachyons have been the most reliable way to detect cloaked objects.” Harmony replied. Catching on now that Yamik and Shron were treating her shadowing of Security and Tactical as more of a test of her knowledge. She suspected to make sure she was really studying for the Entrance exam.
“Not bad Boot.” Yamik replied.
“Tachyons aren’t revealing anything.” Shron reported.
“Alright. Phasers up.” Yamik responded. He, Shron and Harmony aimed their phasers at the door, before Yamik pressed the button to open the hatch leading into the powered down interior of the Captain’s yacht. “Computer. Lights.” Yamik ordered as he entered the yacht first, followed by Harmony and Shron.
The lights came on, lighting up the Interior of the yacht, at first glance, all seemed normal. Yamik went directly to the console to check security footage while Harmony and Shron looked around. “You know, I don’t think the Captain’s used this vessel yet.” Harmony commented.
“She hasn’t had a reason to.” Shron responded. “Somehow I suspect we’ll see it in action by the end of our first year out here. Assuming our mission takes that long.” He said.
“Didn’t we calculate that it would take a year to get to Jungletron from the 10-C?” Harmony asked. “Assuming it takes a year to find each of the four keys, we could be looking at a four year mission.” She reasoned.
“Nice to see you’re paying attention.” Yamik commented. “That is a very real possibility. And that’s not including the travel to Cybertron itself, since we need all four keys to unlock the coordinates to the planet, at least I HOPE that’s what the keys unlock.”
“The captain did say that the message the Cyber Compass held mentioned them unlocking Cybertron. So I would wager that the coordinates are in that thing somewhere.” Shron reasoned.
“It’s the best lead we’ve got.” Yamik replied. “Anyone else find it a little suspicious that not even Blitz, Cliff, or Teletran remember where their own planet is?”
“It could be a security measure. Remember that Unicron would kill for that information.” Harmony suggested.
“Fair point. Still, doesn’t seem right that anyone would willingly forget where their homeworld is.” Yamik countered. “If it IS to guard against Unicron, that is some drastic measures.” He said, before shaking his head. “Not seeing anything in the security footage.” He said after checking the footage. “I’m starting to suspect it may have been a glitch in the system.”
“A glitch in the system causing the yacht to show up as red?” Harmony asked. “Is it bad that I’m not entirely confident that's what it is?” She asked.
“I do agree that something fishy is going on, but for the moment, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.” Yamik responded. “All we can really do is get Engineering to do a diagnostic, and keep an eye on things.” He said.
“Agreed. Let’s get back to performing weapons system maintenance.” Shron said.
Yamik agreed and he and Shron stepped out of the yacht. Harmony hung back for a moment to look around again. She couldn’t explain it, but she could feel it in her gut that something wasn’t right. ‘There’s more to this than meets the eye. I can feel it.’ She thought.
“CyberSpark. You coming?” Shron called back into the yacht to pull Harmony out of her thoughts.
Harmony shook her head clear, and nodded in reply. “Aye sir.” She said before leaving the yacht.
As the lights turned off, the three officers didn’t see when the autobot symbol emerged within the outline of the Starfleet Delta on the back of the pilot’s chair. Nor did anyone notice a faint heartbeat begin within the yacht.
Meanwhile, Boimler placed the two Foals on the crib configured Biobed. “There we go.” He said. “Now, remember you two. Stay put. Your mom will be along soon.” He told them.
The foals giggled while Teletran came up to the Biobed with a bottle. “And in the meantime. We can see if you two like this new formula I concocted using simulations and examination results.” He said.
“Pardon?” Boimler asked, confused.
“While everyone else was playing hide and seek tag with the foals. I was busy trying to best determine what they can consume for nutrition. After running simulations and running all scenarios. I believe I have the answer.” Teletran explained. “A blend of Energon mixed with baby formula. Specifically this “Babytastic Crunchies” brand of baby formula. Energon for their cybertronian components, the baby food for their biological organs.” He reasoned.
“That…actually does make sense.” Boimler responded after considering the logic. “Being hybrids, it would make sense that they need both Energon and organic food…although that raises a few questions.” He added.
“Such as how the captain, who at this point is very likely a hybrid like them, has only ever eaten organic food and still lives?” Teletran suggested. “Assuming of course that Proxima IS a hybrid as all the evidence suggests, it’s very possible that her physiology simply adapted to the nutrients she was consuming. Helped by her life pod.” He theorized.
“It’s one possibility.” Boimler responded. “But we can worry about that later. Right now, let’s—“ He was about to say they should continue with the feeding tests…except that when he turned his attention BACK to the bio bed, as did Teletran, they both found the foals gone. “Oh for crying out loud not again!” Boimler let out a frustrated groan and facepalmed.
“It would seem those foals cannot sit still.” Teletran observed.
“Not even going to ask the computer to locate them this time because it’ll complain about a lack of information.” Boimler responded as he tapped his combadge. “Boimler to senior staff, the foals got loose again. Baker, make sure the Harmony core is secured.” He said.
“The foals escaped the medbay again doctor?” Sela asked.
“Yes. They did so before I could try to put magic inhibitors on them.” Boimler replied, lying about the magic inhibitors to try to keep Sela calm. “We need to find them before the captain does.”
“Commanders Maxima just informed me of your discovery out there. You and your crew actually found another pod like yours?” Admiral Vance asked.
Proxima nodded. She stood in her ready room with a hologram of Admiral Vance standing before her. “Yes sir. Earlier today we discovered a second life pod that was an exact copy of my own pod.” She reported. “Blitzwing found it first, brought me to it, and it scanned me and created two foals based on my DNA.” She told him.
“Two?” Vance asked. “If it’s an exact copy of your pod then it shouldn’t be able to hold more than one occupant.”
“I am still trying to figure that one out myself sir.” Proxima responded. “In any event, we now have two rascals running around the ship...and since they’re my kin, I’ve decided to take them in and raise them as my children.” She announced.
“Following in the footsteps of your parents I see. Didn’t take them long to adopt you after we found you on Earth.” Vance commented.
“It would appear that way.” Proxima responded.
At that moment, Proxima heard a tiny pop, and saw smoke coming out from under her desk. “What?” Proxima asked.
“What is it Captain?” Vance asked, confused.
“Smoke just came out from under...my desk...” Proxima trailed off as she came to a conclusion about what she was about to find. “Oh bloody heck don’t tell me...” She looked under her desk, and sure enough, her foals were hiding under there. After letting out a sigh, she smiled. “Hey there. Didn’t I say I’ll be along after my meeting?” She asked as the foals saw her and spread their wings and flew out from under the desk, landing on top of it and giggling.
Admiral Vance raised an eyebrow as the foals came into view out from under the desk. “I take it these are the two foals you found?” He asked.
Proxima sighed, and nodded. “Yes sir. These are my foals. Excuse me one second.” She said as she tapped her combadge. “Doctor Boimler. I take it the Magic dampening rings didn’t work?” She asked.
“Captain, uh…what makes you say that?” Boimler asked.
“My foals are in my ready room.” Proxima said simply.
At that moment, there was a sigh of relief before Boimler responded. “I’ll be right there.” He said.
Heering that, the foals giggled and their wings came out from their sides again. Before Proxima could do anything, they took off from the desk and flew out through the auto opening door. “Hey! Come back here!” Proxima called out after them. Seeing them ignore her, she groaned. “I’m gonna have to call—“ She started before the ship suddenly jerked and sent Proxima crashing to the ground. Two seconds later, another jerk as scraping could be heard. As Proxima recovered from the surprise jerks. She tapped her combadge. “Whoever’s at the helm, What the hell was that?!” She asked.
“Your foals captain.” Paris responded flatly. “They pushed a few buttons on the console and sent us into an asteroid.”
Proxima didn’t respond. Instead she turned back to the admiral. “I’ll call you back. I have a pair of foals to get under control.” She said.
“As a father I understand entirely. Do what you need to do.” Vance responded as the connection cut.
With the call ended, Proxima raced onto the bridge just in time to see her foals enter the turbolift to who knows where and she saw Norman, Sela, Boimler, and Prestine getting back onto their feet and Paris frantically trying to steer the ship back on course. “Damage report?” She asked.
After getting back onto his feet, Norman raced to his console and checked the ship's systems. “Nothing a good buffing can’t fix captain.” He reported. “Structural integrity held up.” He added.
“Thankfully.” Paris interjected.
“Captain. I must unfortunately report that we failed to stop your foals from entering the turbolift.” Sela reported.
“I can ascertain that.” Proxima responded. “Doctor, can you seriously not keep a pair of foals still?” She asked.
“If they’d sit still long enough for us to dampen their magic we’d be able to keep them under control captain.” Boimler responded.
Proxima groaned as she turned to others in her senior staff. “Prestine, find out where they went.” She ordered.
Prestine got back to her console and started working. “Just give me a few. Gonna track for sparks, than cross out Harmony’s Blitz’s and Cliff’s to isolate the foals’ sparks.” She said.
“Good. I’m ordering an all hands pony hunt in the meantime. Everyone not named Prestine with me.” Proxima ordered. Heading for the turbolift with everyone else on the bridge.
Meanwhile, in another section of the ship, Shron, Yamik, and Harmony were all recovering from the jerks. Harmony hissing in pain. “Gah! My god did we scrape an asteroid?! That really hurt!” She exclaimed.
“I think we might have.” Shron responded, shaking his head. “Paris must’ve done something.” He said. Before Sela’s voice came over the intercom.
“Attention all hands. We have a pair of baby foals on the loose on this ship. Two shades of blue and two shades of gray are their colors. Find them, and do what you can to keep them there until Captain Maxima can get there.” Sela ordered.
“The foals are on the loose?” Harmony asked.
“Looks like it.” Yamik responded. “You heard the commander, time to find some foals.
“Foals? What foals?” Asked the voice of Angela. Who the trio saw come around the corner.
“Angela?” Harmony asked.
“Remy, Porthos and I were on our way to the Holodeck when the ship jerked. Are you OK Harmony?” Angela asked.
“Should be.” Harmony responded. “As for the thing with the foals. Long story but we need to find a pair of pony foals.” She told Angela.
“Can we help? We can get into harder to reach places AND we can provide search music.” Angela responded.
At the mention of Search Music, The trio paused, glanced at each other, and Harmony shrugged. “Eh, why not for the music. Hit it Angela.” Harmony told Angela.
Angela beamed as her ears started vibing like the base of speakers, and music started playing from them.
And so the hunt began. Prestine managed to get a lock on the foals’ location fairly easily, but a new problem very quickly became apparent when it was discovered that not only could the foals teleport, but they could also, most likely through a combination of magic and their Cybertronian T-Cogs, become anything they saw, from a PADD to a Kitchen Utensil. Every time someone arrived at a location Prestine reported as being where the foals were, it was a guessing game of what they decided to disguise themselves as. A timed game at that since The Foals would leave the location if they weren’t found fast enough. And even if they WERE found, they still were able to get away through either magic, or being slippery flyers.
Eventually, Proxima and Sela found themselves in the mess hall, picking up random objects and scanning them for the Spark signatures Prestine had sent to everyone’s combadges. “I now understand what I put my parents through during my early years.” Proxima commented, desperation and worry on her face.
“Because of that infamous take your child to work day with Voyager?” Asked Sela as she scanned a paper towel dispenser. Coming up with nothing.
“And other incidents I’ve been told about.” Proxima responded as she remembered being told she teleported into Vance’s office, scaring the crap out of the admiral. “I was very fidgety as a foal. Or so I’ve been told.” She said.
“Like mother like children it would seem.” Sela responded with a small smile.
“Hopefully it will be easier now that we have ways of mitigating—“ Proxima started before she was cut off by the sound of a small sneeze that the both of them heard.
Proxima and Sela stopped, and turned to where they heard the sound, seeing a fork and a spoon laying on the table. A quick glance at each other told they were both thinking the same thing. Silently nodding to each other. They casually walked past the table, as if looking for the foals elsewhere, once they were standing on opposite sides of the table, Sela turned in rapid motion and snatched up the fork while Proxima captured the Spoon in her magic. “Gotcha!” She said in relief.
Both the fork and Spoon gained a pair of eyes that blinked at them. Proxima smiled as she took the fork from Sela. “You two really like to play hide and seek don’tcha.” She told them.
The foals turned utensils let out a bout of giggling as a puff of smoke erupted from them, and cleared to reveal the foals in their original form floating in Proxima’s magical grasp. “Well, it’s been fun. But it’s time for the game to end. I bet you must be hungry.” She mused.
As if on cue, both of the foals’ bunnies rumbled. Causing them to giggle. Proxima nodded. Glad to see they agreed. “Now let’s go see doctor Boimler. And this time I’m staying right there with you to make sure you two do not wander off again.” She cooed as she and Sela left the Mess hall with the foals. Sela letting everyone know that the foals were found and to stand down from the pony hunt.
“Captain’s log supplemental. After a…very interesting day. We are wrapping up mining operations and are preparing to ship out again. The foals responded well to the Energon formula that Teletran had whipped up, so now I know what to feed them for the moment. And thankfully they haven’t tried to teleport away since Sela and I last caught them. Baker says she may have found a solution to dampen their magic until they’re ready to learn to control their power.”
“It was quite the challenge to make these things work.” Baker told Proxima in Proxima’s quarters, Baker was showing her her solution to keeping the foals under control. A pair of little Starfleet Uniforms with combadges sewn onto them. “I had to take apart a military grade magic dampening ring to get at the inner-workings. And it was tough to get said inner workings to fit into a combadge. But after removing all the Combadge functionality save for Bio readings and tracking. I was able to make it work. When we put your foals in these, they shouldn’t be able to teleport on you anymore.” She assured Proxima.
Proxima, for her part, couldn’t help but chuckle when Baker showed her the cute little Starfleet uniforms that Baker first showed her. They looked like 2250s Starfleet Uniforms, but with the modern combadge permanently affixed to them. And they were both command uniforms with gold trimming, clearly in reference to their mother being a command officer. “And I see you put together these timeless uniforms for them too.” She observed. “You didn’t need to go that far.” said.
“Well we couldn’t stick the combadges onto their actual bodies. And it was logical to make them permanent fixtures to keep them from playing with them.” Baker reasoned. “And since they have a Starfleet officer for a mom and they are gonna be spending most of their time on a Starship for the foreseeable future. Starfleet Uniforms made the most sense.”
“Can’t argue with you there.” Proxima replied. “Thanks Baker. I really appreciate it.”
“Hey, I did this for all of us. We can’t spend every day doing a Ponyhunt. Also the Harmony Core cannot keep losing its core components. This solves both problems.” Baker replied, smiling. “Now, want to get these on your little tikes?” She asked, glancing at the two foals that were sitting on the couch.
Proxima nodded and took the Uniforms in her magic. “Sure.” She said as she turned to her foals. “Alright you two, hold still.” She said as she slipped the uniforms on over their heads and helped them get their forelegs through the sleeves. Once the uniforms were on, their combadges blinked twice with a flash of green light, indicating that the combadges were now active. “There. Perfect. And adorable.” She said.
The foals giggled while Baker nodded in approval. Proud of herself for her impeccable fashion sense. At that moment, Sela’s voice came through the Intercom. “Captain, You have an incoming transmission from Federation HQ. It’s your parents, Admiral Vance, and President Rillak.” She reported.
“I’ll take it here Number one.” Proxima responded.
“And I’ll go check on the boys to see if they figured out how to put together the cribs yet.” Baker responded as she walked into Proxima’s bedroom, where Paris and Shron were putting together cribs for the foals, as they had volunteered to do.
Proxima smiled and sighed in content. Grateful to have friends willing to help her in times of need. A second later, four holograms appeared in her quarters. Holograms of her parents, Vance, And President Rillak. “Madame President, Admiral, Mom, Momma.” She acknowledged them all.
“Greetings Captain Maxima.” Rillak responded. “Word on the street is you recently became a mother.” Rillak responded.
Proxima nodded and smiled, taking her foals in her magic and bringing them into her forelegs. “Yeah. That’s right. Found a pod like mine earlier today and these two adorable little tikes came out of it.” She said.
Her parents, upon seeing their new grandchildren, beamed in delight. “Aww! Look at them.” Hannah gushed.
“They’re simply beautiful Proxi.” Belana said.
“And I see you dressed them up in Starfleet uniforms.” Vance observed. “Looking to groom them into future Starfleet officers one day?” He joked.
Proxima chuckled along with Rillak, Vance, and her parents. “While the thought had occurred to me, The Uniforms are mainly to provide an anchor for their combadges, which Baker modified to remove everything except bio readings, racking, and magic dampeners so that we don’t need to worry about them teleporting to a random place on the ship and making us play hide and seek with them on a regular basis.” She responded. “Sewn on too because we all know babies love to chew on everything.”
“Smart.” Hannah responded, before Proxima’s words registered with her. “Wait a minute. Teleportation and hide and seek?” She asked.
Proxima could see the laughter coming from a mile away, and just accepted it when she nodded. “Yes. They pulled a me when I was their age. And I’d like to formally apologize for any trouble I caused at that age. Because I now understand what I must’ve put you through.” She said. To which Vance, Rillak, and her parents all slowly broke down snickering.
“Yeah. Yeah you definitely turned some heads.” Rillak said. “I just hope your foals do not want to go on a joyride during take your kids to work day.” She said. To which Proxima blushed.
“Least if we’re still out here in four years, then that’s one thing they won’t be able to do.” Proxima replied.
While their mother was talking, the two foals in Proxima’s forelegs wiggled until they managed to break out of their mom’s grasp and extended their wings from their bodies to fly. They started flying around the living area. Catching Proxima’s attention. “Hey. No flying in the house you two.” She told them in a stern tone.
The foals just giggled and kept flapping their wings, with Proxima spreading her own wings and taking off after them to try and catch them. While Proxima was chasing her foals, her parents, Rillak, and Vance all watched in amusement, while smiling to each other.
All the commotion attracted Baker, Paris, and Shron out of the bedroom, where they saw what was happening. “Captain?” Baker asked.
“Need any help Prox?” Shron asked.
“I think I got it--” Proxima tried to say before the foals zipped to the door, which automatically opened, and zipped out into the hallway. Getting Loose again. “Oh come on! Rider! Skye! Playtime is over!” Proxima called after them.
“Rider?” Hannah asked.
“Skye?” Asked Belana, both confused.
“That’s what I decided to name them. Colt is Rider, Filly is Skye.” Proxima responded. “Please hold while I go wrangle them in again.” Proxima responded before she sprinted out of her quarters after them.
Baker, Paris, and Shron watched as she rushed out, and it seemed that she nearly hit Yamik because after she turned the corner, Yamik appeared in the open door. He glanced inside at his fellow officers. “Did they get out again?” He asked, guessing what happened based on what he heard.
“Yes they did.” Shron responded, Paris and Baker chuckling to themselves.
Yamik meanwhile crossed his arms and shook his head. “Never gonna be quiet around here again.” He predicted before taking off after Proxima. “Help is on the way Captain!” He called out after her.
Vance crossed his arms and shook his head, but smiled. “Here we go again.” He said.
“They grow up so fast don’t they.” Hannah replied. Everyone still in the captain’s quarters broke down laughing as the Equestria moved out of the Asteroid field, cloaked itself, and went to full warp. Resuming its journey to Jungletron.
To Be Continued...