TITLE: Tattoo
AUTHOR: Alimoo
RATING:
SPOILERS: End of Season One
CATEGORY: Humor
PAIRINGS: None
SUMMARY: The Hammersley crew get drunk to commiserate the last time they were on the old Hammersley and woke up the next morning with something they never thought they would get!
ARCHIVE: Fan fiction
DISCLAIMER: OK, don't own characters. Made this story up, didn't make any money out of it, yada, yada, you know the rest.
FEED BACK: Yes Please
NOTES: I was thinking about this story, so I decided to write it. Thank you Tele for beta reading this short story for me.
It was Friday night, the Hammersley crew were at their favorite hang out bar. All of them had made the most of the last night they would be together, with the Hammersley being decommissioned They were drinking and celebrating and commiserating on the demise of the old Hammersley. They told each other stories and drank toasts to the ship. All of them on the start of a three week shore leave while waiting for their new ship or posting to arrive. since it was behind in being built since the old one is going to be pulled apart after thirty years. Every one was having a great time getting drunk.
"You know what we should do? " A drunken Spider said looking into the blue drink in front of him that Charge had ordered them.
"What's that... mate?" Charge called back over the noise in the bar.
"Let's all get a tattoo!" Spider announced with a grin on his face as though he'd just had the most amazing idea.
"No" most of them said.
"Ah, come on,"
"Why not, who wants to come and see me get a tattoo?"
"You're... you're a fool Spider" Buffer said.
"Why 'cause you're chicken to get another one?" ET said looking at Buffer, sensing a chance to wind up the other man.
"No, I'm no chicken." Buffer said quietly.
"Well then!" They look at each other.
"All right, let's go and do it!" Buffer grins as they walk to the door
"I'm going to watch Spider try to get out of it" ET said then he followed the two men
"Why don't we all go and watch Spider make a fool of him self?" Nav asked peering round at everybody who was left.
"Why not," Kate said, watching as they all finished their drinks before walking unsteadily out of the bar.
They walk noisily down the street before turning on to the road where the tattoo parlor was. Walking in they shuffle round before the owner approaches and begins asking what they want done.
"So you want anchor, with a rope, what are you Navy?" Spider gave a look around and turned back to the guy grinning and nodding.
"We all in the navy." He said waving his arms about.
"Oh, and have on the bottom a word...Hammersley." Someone added.
"Ok if that is what you want, where do you want it?"
Spider grinned as he looked around the assembled group.
The following morning when each of the Hammersley crew finally woke up, after their night of drinking, some of them had sore heads and some of them didn't but each of them seemed to have painful areas on their right ankles where it was throbbing. Each of them in turn looked down and noticed white gauze taped to their ankles. When they peeled it back they looked on in shock to see the inked tattoo of anchor, rope and the word Hammersley underneath. Then as they started to remember what happened the night before, they called out one name.
"Spider!"