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| Birthday BothersBy Coral Disclaimer: Paramount owns all! In answer to Deb's challenge: To write a fic where one of Majel's characters has a birthday, but doesn't know it... @@@@@@@ To: Captain Pike Chris - Glad to see you still have some sense of self
preservation, you old seadog. The person in question has no birthday that I'm
aware of, though. Immaculate conception but twice as clever? Something like that. Bring it up with her if you must
know; I'm sure she'd love to tell you all about it. That's why it isn't in her
records at all that she's a test tube experiment. Damn. Tell me I did NOT send that. She'll kill me. I
swear, she will. Should I start preparing the autopsy lab? Severe lacerations, multiple chest wounds, internal
bleeding, concussion and asphyxiation. I didn't even need the lab; can I have
your job? My life is free for the taking. > My life is free for the taking. You're kidding me. I swear you are. When did tormenting
the Captain become such a pastime? Isn't it enough that she'll kill me if she
finds out you know? I'll haunt you for this. I swear on my ... um ... Captain's
Chair. Wasn't hard at all. And no need for those tissue scans.
Her birthday's tomorrow. Sorry about the length of time answering; you may have
noticed the ship rocking a bit. Tomorrow? That gives us, what? Nine hours and
ten minutes! Couldn't you have found this out earlier?! We can't let a senior
officer's birthday go without a party; it's unheard of! Yes, I had noticed one or two rather large explosions.
Like the one that forced us to evacuate sickbay and nearly killed two of my
nurses. I assume it wasn't a certain feisty first officer after your blood? We don't have any choice. If you'd just thought to leave
well alone...!! But no, you had to condemn both of us to death row. We'll call a
meeting of all senior staff in my quarters at 1900. Luckily, She has bridge duty
then. Required: One Birthday Cake, to be delivered to the Rec
Room at 1200 hours tomorrow. Don't forget presents. Very important. Pull all the yeomen you need and get the Rec Room
decorated for the XO's birthday party at 1200 tomorrow. Not a word to her about
it, and that's an order. You trying to break a certain woman's defenses down,
Chris? This is a LOW one, even by your standards. Everyone knows the walking
coolant unit doesn't have a birthday. Don't stress yourself needlessly; could be bad for you
at your age. I have a present ready - I meant to give it to her last week, but,
hey, maybe I knew this would happen. Last week? What was special about last week? Don't call her that, and she does. It's tomorrow. Not a
word to her about it, mind you. Nothing. Oh, touchy! It must be lurve... Last week was Valentine's Day, according to the Ship's
Computer. Is there something going on I should know about? I think you're letting your imagination run away with
you, Boyce. She's pretty, attractive, calm, collected, and drop dead gorgeous,
but I have no interest in her at all. It's the drool that gives it away, Chris. Get a bib. I was going to come up with a scathing comment, but I'm
not sure you're worth it. Just bake the goddamn cake. Will do. Phil? You there? Doctor Boyce? You there? This isn't funny... Hello, Chris. For those of you who may not appreciate my "twisted
sense of humour", yesterday's rumours about a party were just a joke. DAMMIT! @@@@@@@ END |