“What are you feeding her?” Odo asks, leaning around Quark for a better look.
“It’s just normal ferengi baby food,” Quarks snaps. “Nothing to worry about.”
“She’s only half Ferengi, are you sure that’s okay?”
Quark glares up at him. “Will you stop hovering? She’s my kid, I know how to take care of her”
“Ha! I wouldn’t trust you to look after a potted plant, much less a child.”
“I’ll have you know I helped look after my nephew all the time when he was a kid. I know a thing or two about raising children.”
“If that’s true, it’s a miracle Nog turned out as well as he did.”
“Either way,” Quark snaps. “This kid is really none of your concern.”
“She needs someone to be a good role model for her,” he says, looking Quark over critically. “The last thing I need around here is another one of you.”
“Oh please,” says Quark. “If I was gone, you’d miss me. It would be so boring around here without me.”
Odo huffs and crosses his arms.
In which one of Quark’s ex-associates drops a child on him one day and he becomes a single father, and Odo is very determined to help raise the child despite the fact that Quark never asked, thank you very much. Shenanigans ensue.
hey!!! I somehow missed this when you first posted it, thank you so much!
The “enemies to co parents” story we all need.