Fic: Triple Full (1E/1)
Chapter | 1A | 1B | 1C | 1D | 1E |
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“So, mission accomplished?” Jim asked the six other people in the room.
“I do think so,” Scotty answered while Spock and Uhura entered the captain’s quarters.
Next to the engineer, Christine Chapel shook her head and took a long pull from her beer. “Damn, I wish I could have been there. Seeing Len’s face would have been epic, in more ways that one.”
Kirk exchanged a clink of longneck bottles with his CMO’s head nurse. “Yeah, but without you practically kicking Bones out of his sickbay, none of this would have happened. We owe you, Christine.”
“How about a nice long shoreleave on Risa?” she suggested with a waggle of her eyebrows.
“You drive a hard bargain, but I think I can make it work,” Jim replied after some mock consternation. “One week.”
“Two.”
“Ten days,” Jim replied. “Final offer.”
“Deal,” she said, accepting the captain’s outstretched hand.
“So,” Sulu began, perching himself on the armrest of Jim’s couch. “I’m thrilled and all that Jo did so well and that Dr. McCoy didn’t murder us all on the spot. But there is one thing that’s kind of bothering me.”
“Are you talking about that guy sitting behind Jocelyn, rolling his eyes and yelling at her to sit down? Because I was thinking the same thing,” Kirk said with a disapproving scowl.
Pavel nodded, munching on a piece of carrot stick from the veggie tray Scotty carried in. “Da, as vas I. it is not right.”
“I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that I know what you’re thinking, Kirk, or the fact that I agree with you,” Uhura added from the barstool across the room.
Jim smirked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “What am I thinking, Lieutenant?”
Nyota rolled her eyes. “Oh, Jesus. Grow up, will you? I know you’re thinking that you’re only one who gets to piss off the McCoy family like that.”
Ignoring the barb against his maturity, Jim pointed one finger at his communications officer and replied, “Exactly. I mean, I know Joce can handle it. She was married to Bones, after all.”
Sulu shook his head. “Yeah she can handle it, but she shouldn’t have to. There was no reason to have to be ‘that guy’,” he said, adding quotation fingers to the already present disdain that dripped from his voice when he said ‘that guy’.
“Well, if you guys were to do some digging about Sweater Man in your free time, I can’t really stop you,” Jim said, collapsing down into his favorite recliner. Across the room, his comm pinged with the familiar General Lee Dixieland horn signifying the receipt of a message. Kirk, annoyed, heaved himself out of his chair to retrieve it. While he was halfway to the device, he heard the various ringtones of five other people. “What the hell?” he asked, sticking head out of the door of his bedroom.
Grumblings and mutterings rippled throughout the captain’s recreation area as each member of the senior staff reached for their personal comms. The lone exception was Spock; the Vulcan sat ramrod straight in his traditional, refined way as he waited for his comrades to digest the information he sent. Their eyes scanned the data, and one by one, each person lifted his or her head up and stared at the first officer in disbelief.
“Spock, seriously?” Jim questioned, practically busting at the seams as he tried valiantly to contain his laughter.
With a perfectly straight face, the first officer said, “I will assume that you will not be opposed if I dealt with this matter swiftly and expeditiously?”
Jim smiled and shook his head. “Just don’t be too hard on the guy, Spock.”
Spock raised one devious eyebrow and replied. “Indeed.”
Kirk almost felt bad for the guy.
He’d never know what hit him.
Sneaky Vulcan bastard.
--FIN--
Author’s Notes: In international gymnastics, if one is the first person to successfully complete an element at a world or Olympic games, that element is named after the gymnast. Joanna’s uneven bar release move is named after Russian gymnast Tatiana Nabieva (shown by Nabvieva herself at :17 of this video), her vault is named after Simona Amanar of Romania (done by none other than MyKayla Maroney here), and the holo Bones has on his desk of Jo is based on a flexibility move demonstrated by Russia/Azerbaijan's Anna Pavolva, here. Finally, the whole 'sweater guy' thing is based off the dude behind Aly Raisman's parents during the floor finals at the London Olympics. I found him kind of hilarious.
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“So, mission accomplished?” Jim asked the six other people in the room.
“I do think so,” Scotty answered while Spock and Uhura entered the captain’s quarters.
Next to the engineer, Christine Chapel shook her head and took a long pull from her beer. “Damn, I wish I could have been there. Seeing Len’s face would have been epic, in more ways that one.”
Kirk exchanged a clink of longneck bottles with his CMO’s head nurse. “Yeah, but without you practically kicking Bones out of his sickbay, none of this would have happened. We owe you, Christine.”
“How about a nice long shoreleave on Risa?” she suggested with a waggle of her eyebrows.
“You drive a hard bargain, but I think I can make it work,” Jim replied after some mock consternation. “One week.”
“Two.”
“Ten days,” Jim replied. “Final offer.”
“Deal,” she said, accepting the captain’s outstretched hand.
“So,” Sulu began, perching himself on the armrest of Jim’s couch. “I’m thrilled and all that Jo did so well and that Dr. McCoy didn’t murder us all on the spot. But there is one thing that’s kind of bothering me.”
“Are you talking about that guy sitting behind Jocelyn, rolling his eyes and yelling at her to sit down? Because I was thinking the same thing,” Kirk said with a disapproving scowl.
Pavel nodded, munching on a piece of carrot stick from the veggie tray Scotty carried in. “Da, as vas I. it is not right.”
“I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that I know what you’re thinking, Kirk, or the fact that I agree with you,” Uhura added from the barstool across the room.
Jim smirked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “What am I thinking, Lieutenant?”
Nyota rolled her eyes. “Oh, Jesus. Grow up, will you? I know you’re thinking that you’re only one who gets to piss off the McCoy family like that.”
Ignoring the barb against his maturity, Jim pointed one finger at his communications officer and replied, “Exactly. I mean, I know Joce can handle it. She was married to Bones, after all.”
Sulu shook his head. “Yeah she can handle it, but she shouldn’t have to. There was no reason to have to be ‘that guy’,” he said, adding quotation fingers to the already present disdain that dripped from his voice when he said ‘that guy’.
“Well, if you guys were to do some digging about Sweater Man in your free time, I can’t really stop you,” Jim said, collapsing down into his favorite recliner. Across the room, his comm pinged with the familiar General Lee Dixieland horn signifying the receipt of a message. Kirk, annoyed, heaved himself out of his chair to retrieve it. While he was halfway to the device, he heard the various ringtones of five other people. “What the hell?” he asked, sticking head out of the door of his bedroom.
Grumblings and mutterings rippled throughout the captain’s recreation area as each member of the senior staff reached for their personal comms. The lone exception was Spock; the Vulcan sat ramrod straight in his traditional, refined way as he waited for his comrades to digest the information he sent. Their eyes scanned the data, and one by one, each person lifted his or her head up and stared at the first officer in disbelief.
“Spock, seriously?” Jim questioned, practically busting at the seams as he tried valiantly to contain his laughter.
With a perfectly straight face, the first officer said, “I will assume that you will not be opposed if I dealt with this matter swiftly and expeditiously?”
Jim smiled and shook his head. “Just don’t be too hard on the guy, Spock.”
Spock raised one devious eyebrow and replied. “Indeed.”
Kirk almost felt bad for the guy.
He’d never know what hit him.
Sneaky Vulcan bastard.
--FIN--
Author’s Notes: In international gymnastics, if one is the first person to successfully complete an element at a world or Olympic games, that element is named after the gymnast. Joanna’s uneven bar release move is named after Russian gymnast Tatiana Nabieva (shown by Nabvieva herself at :17 of this video), her vault is named after Simona Amanar of Romania (done by none other than MyKayla Maroney here), and the holo Bones has on his desk of Jo is based on a flexibility move demonstrated by Russia/Azerbaijan's Anna Pavolva, here. Finally, the whole 'sweater guy' thing is based off the dude behind Aly Raisman's parents during the floor finals at the London Olympics. I found him kind of hilarious.
