#cmo bubbles

“Oh?” Adai’s ears perked. Next to zir, Commander Sil groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “He said it was short for Silver.”

“Nah,” CMO Bubbles snickered. “It’s short for Silly.”

“No,” Adai gasped, turning wide eyes on zir Commander. “Really?”

“Yep.” Bubbles popped the ‘p’. “Commander Silly.”

“I’m gonna go back in time and slap cadet me,” Sil grumbled. “I was on painkillers, none of you should have been taking me seriously.”

Bubbles beamed. “Exactly! We weren’t taking you seriously! That’s why your name is Silly!”

“I’m going to shove you down the trash chute.”

“Can’t do that, I’m the CMO!” Bubbles chirped. “Anyways, you two have fun getting drunk! I better not see you in medbay later!” And with that, he swept away.

Adai grinned. “So, Commander Silly-”

“Tell anyone about this and they’ll have to assign us a new General.”

“Aww, you wouldn’t do that to Badger, would you?”

Sil deadpanned. “Yes. I would.”

Adai took another sip of zir drink, snickering. “Such little care for your subordinates. Fine, fine, your secret is safe with me. Commander Silly.”

Nebbie (short for Nebula) is one of the 193rd’s best stealth pilots. They’re genderfluid, and are generally fine with any pronouns. As you can probably guess, they’re enamored with stars and space- they’ve painted stars on the darker parts of their flight suit, and there’s some decoration on the chest plate of their armor as well.

And then we have Bubbles!! He’s the CMO, so of course he’s really fuckin good at his job. He and Commander Sil knew each other in passing as cadets, and he’s one of the very few people who know what Sil’s name is actually short for. Thankfully, he never needs to use that intel as blackmail, because Sil is actually a good patient and comes to medbay when he needs it. The two of them have scheduled bitch sessions, and take turns providing the alcohol.