Thursday, January 01, 2009

The New Year With T'Pol & Britney



Guest Poster: Mirror T'Pol

Whew! What a hangover that was!

Back in the mirror universe where I came from, I could take that sort of liquor and drink Captain Archer under the table. It must have softened me up a little.

Britney is sleeping away next to me.

I give her a slight kick, in which she falls off the bed.

"Wakey, wakey, Brit!" I shout, it's the New Year and time for our shift to begin. Old grumpy the Captain will put us both in the brig if we don't get there in time"



"Whazzup?" my Deltan friend dozily says.

"Time to start." I reply, and drag her to the sonic shower, where a few minutes there soon revives her.

The two of us set out from our quarters, but find the corridors of the Enterprise very quiet.

"It seems that few people have recovered from the New Year's Eve Party we had, sistah." Britney observes, "Let's go to the Bridge."

When we arrive, we find that it is unusually silent.

We decide to ask the computer about the location of various crew members.

"Captain Picard is in Doctor Crusher's quarters."

"Commander Riker is in Deanna Troi's quarters."

"Lieutenant Commander Data is in Jennifer Baxter's quarters."

And so it goes on.

"Well, we can see what sort of night THEY have all had." laughs Britney, "Are you going to be the one to wake them up?"

"Not likely, Brit." I answer.

"What about getting the Emergency Holographic Doctor?" suggests Britney, "He has Command status, and we could use him."

"Do you really want him here." I answer, "A few seconds in the Captain's Chair and he would be into La Traviata or some other operatic piece."

"You're right, T'Pol" she comments, "We can fly this can on our own."

"Do you wanna be the Captain?" I ask Brit, "Or shall we toss?"

I win this toss, and Brit is at the Com, while I'm in the Captain's Chair.

"Where shall we go, sistah?" she asks.

"If it were up to me, we'd go to Nightclubworld, but as we've got over 1000 people on the Enterprise, I suppose we'd better go to Starbase VII, where we were due to go to."

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Eventually, Captain Picard walks on with the rest of the Bridge crew. He looks in bad shape, as do all of them. We tell them that we are proceding to the Starbase as it was programmed.

"Err...yes...well done, you two."

He makes no comment about why we didn't wake him, neither do the others, as we would have known where he was!

10 comments:

Linda said...

Nice to see that the girls can be discreet when need be!

Happy New Year, Captain, as you cruise into another 365 days of adventure!

M. C. Pearson said...

LOL, yikes! Too funny.

(Yes, Havah is a great novel. Tosca's first one, Demon, A Memoir, was brilliant as well. So glad that you ordered Havah! I hope you really enjoy it.)

Happy New Year, buddy!

The Mistress of the Dark said...

Happy 2009 :)

Mrs. Mogul said...

Nightclubworld is a cool name! I wanna go there!

The Curmudgeon said...

I was always leery about the computer being able to locate everyone like that. You'd think they could build in some sort of discretion filter -- you know, it answers right away when you need to find out if someone has been kidnapped by aliens from another dimension -- but otherwise, tells you to mind your own darned business. What a shocking loss of privacy!

Jean-Luc Picard said...

Curmudgeon...you're right about that computer. There can be no secret assignations with that telling where they are.

Mrs M, see you there!

Mimi, looking forward to receiving Havah.

colleen said...

This IS an altered universe. And Britney does look like a crew member. Picked from Netchick.

EastCoastLife said...

Happy New Year, Captain!!
We are heading for new adventures in the new year! Wheeee!

Gordon said...

Well it looks like those two may have learned how to be discreet even if the computer can't..
Now I could work on an update for you computer to add "discretionary subtables" to it's main database, and it just need data or Mr La Forge to put them in, no need to bother that "20th century sledgehammer to crack a nut" technician you keep getting.

Tara said...

That is SO true and freaky about the computer!