Trouble with Tribbles

[master_charm]

I need some assistance in the dilithium chamber room as soon as possible. There's a, lack for a better word, situation down here.

[Locked to Scotty]

Sir, I finally understand why we're not suppose to snack on duty. Blame the flood of fur balls in the chamber room on me leaving a bag of chips there overnight.

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[Locked to Charlene]

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

Let's worry about getting them cleared out before we go playing the blame game, aye?

How many constitutes a flood?

[Locked to Scotty]

[master_charm]

Enough to completely cover the floor and have you wading mid-shin through fuzz-balls.

[Locked to Charlene]

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

...I'd say that's a flood, aye.

On my way. And whatever you do, make sure no one tries to feed them.

[Locked to Scotty]

[master_charm]

OH THANK GOD

Not single scrap of food is going near these thing on my watch.