Pregnant Pixies?? "
By: Krystal, Hologram, [RNPC]
Maxine Lucinda Tapert, Computer Specialist, [PC]

Stardate: 58206.16 0515

"You killed it! Oh Maxie, you killed it!!" Krystal exclaimed as she = hugged the isolinear chip with the defunct nanocomputer to her breast.

Maxine blinked and stared at the AI hologram for a moment, watching as = the she hugged the chip and tried to soothe it. "Pixie, what the 'ell are = you going on about now?"

"My poor baby!" the AI cried.

"Your WHAT???" Maxine straightened from her slouched pose.

"My baby! You killed my poor baby!" the pixie moaned, grief-stricken.

"Bloody 'ell! Krystal, we don't 'ave time for this!" Max was rather frustrated and starting to feel slightly paranoid herself. What if = Birkoff somehow infected....

"Computer! Execute emergency protocol: Roundup Alpha-Icon. Command authorization Tapert Charlie Zero Zero One Nine Playground," Maxine commanded.

=3D/=3D "Executing." =3D/=3D

She reached over and flicked the hologram, disrupting the pixels for a moment to get the AI's attention. "Pixie! Execute Emergency protocol: Grounded. Command authorization Maxine Three Five Alpha Nine...."

"Grounded?" Krystal blinked and her wings drooped as she stood on the console, the fate of the chip clutched to her breast momentarily = forgotten.

"Grounded. To your PADD. And run a level five self diagnostics," she instructed. "YOU don't 'ave babies."

"Grounded..." the little pixie plopped down and sat cross-legged, = propping her elbows on her knees and her chin on closed fists. Such a forlorn = looking thing. "Executing," she grumbled.

"Thank you," Maxine nodded and started her own diagnostic on the AI's programming as she worked on the code that would track down and isolate = any other subversive equipment that had even the remotest access to the = computer system.

"I don't have babies?" Krystal asked as she sat and petted the isolinear chip in her lap. "It feels like a baby."

"Uh-huh, I know..." Max eyed her. "Which is precisely why *you* are = offline. And you'll stay offline until we find out WHY you think you 'ave a = bloody baby. Besides, you don't know what a baby feels like," she pointed out. "Concentrate your diagnostics on the time you were in the 'olodeck. Specifically narrow it to the time when the Birkoff AI captured you," = she instructed.

"He's a bully," Krystal said, still definitely pouting. "I told him you = said so too. And that he was compensating for having a tiny donger."

"You what?" Maxine frowned.=20

"I told him he had a tiny donger," Krystal repeated. "It's what you = said!"

"I know, but I was telling YOU... I don't think puffed up bullies take kindly t' 'aving their man'ood ridiculed. I think you challenged 'im, Krystal...." Maxine chewed on her bottom lip. "When I get done with this = and we've run it through the system, I'm going to study your code," she announced. "Till then it's isolation for you."

"Isolation?!?" Krystal squeaked and fell over in a dramatic pose. "I = didn't DO it!!" she wailed. "What's a donger anyway?"

"I know you didn't, I think that rat Birkoff did," Max tired absently to console her, but her eyes were filled with seek and destroy code at the moment.

The little hologram groaned and grabbed her belly. "I think I have = morning sickness..."