Chapter 35 - What is a Cardassian Vole? (Patreon)

"Turned out to be several large and particularly aggressive Cardassian vole nests and sub-nests left over from the time of the Occupation! Either the Cardassians released several mating pairs right before they left, which wouldn’t surprise me one bit because they’re fucking assholes like that, or they regularly hunted them to keep the population down when they were here, which Starfleet obviously hasn’t been keeping up on. I suspect it’s a little of both. Don't worry, they didn't suffer much before they all died honorable deaths at this brave hunter's hands!"

“Congratulations to the brave hunter,” Kira joked sarcastically.

Looking faux affronted, Gothic responded, “You laugh, Nerys! But Vole breed like fucking tribbles if you don’t actively work to keep their numbers down, which was a Godsend to the Resistance considering how many of them we ate, remember? In some ways you could even say they were part of the reason we were victorious in the end,” Gothic explained while trailing off, his smiled undimmed by her sarcasm. “I’ve detected over a thousand of them and have been vaporizing them wherever I found them! My kill count is 976 since I started a few hours ago. They’re surprisingly clever and cunning little fuckers and know the station’s many nooks and crannies probably better than Chief O’Brien, taking me on a long chase all over the damned station once they realized that I was hunting them.”