To Boldly Go Where the Other Has Not Gone Before

Last night, Seven of Nine Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero One, or Seven as she is more affectionately referred to around these here parts (although technically, she is 7 of 7, but I digress), discovered the time honored tradition of vomiting. Yep, you read it right. Discovered.Vomiting. It doesn't seem like it should be that big a discovery, does it? But when you are 7 weeks old, its pretty freaking new.

What makes it truly time honored is the level of artistry with which many cats approach the process.  Catastrophe, Seven and Moocifer's predecessor, had 18 years of mastery with this art, culminating in what became known, far and wide, as her signature move -- the Circle Vomit (copyright pending).   She would begin facing the high noon aspect of a traditional clock, and whilst vomiting, in a counter-clockwise swirl, she would fashion a veritable vomit moat around herself.  Here is one such moment of artistry, forever captured in time:

You spin me right round baby, right round

It became apparent last night is the degree to which the artistry will still need to unfold.  Instead of springing forth a young Basquiat in the making, our dear Seven backed herself into a small crevice from which to secure herself from the unknown terror.  Her sister remained little to no help in the confusion.

But a few short hours later, rest assured, things were back to normal for the 5am wakeup melody, captured on video for your viewing pleasure.  So with no further ado, the Fattington Twin's version of Reveille:

The Boogie Woogie Bugle Girls of Apartment 2B