Doctor’s log 3: “The anti-huggle”

Excerpt from the personal logs of Doctor Dorothy “Dottie” Bellion

Stardate: Classified.

I belong to the best crew in Starfleet.

I knew that, but in case I needed to be reminded, they proved themselves again.

It all started with why I invented the huggle generator in the first place. See, I suffered some ... traumatic experiences young, and one of the few things that helped me process that was the unwavering support of our family dog.

So as I grew up, I began trying to figure out a way to replicate that feeling once the dog had passed away.

Eventually, I joined Starfleet Medical, and became one of the top doctors on board our ship, but I continued working on my ideas every chance I could.

And I got a lucky, because my captain not only authorized me to work on my project, she gave me access to people from every department on the ship who might be able to contribute suggestions.

And so the huggle generator was born.

Then, a couple of days ago, I was reviewing information sent from Starfleet on trauma, and became badly triggered. So I went to the huggle generator to prescribe myself a huggle.

But something went terribly wrong.

Somehow, a psychic link developed between me and the huggle, and it became saturated with my trauma.

It became ... a dark huggle.

I’m sorry to say, I panicked.

But the crew of the Jorgensen came to my aid. They successfully captured the dark huggle before it could escape the med bay, and found a way to drain it of all darkness.

I was deeply embarrassed, and expected the captain to chew me out, but she was more concerned with my recovery from my flashback than anything else.

So as I said, I belong to the best crew in Starfleet, and am damn lucky to be here.

End