Perpendicular
Ch 1
KATHRYN
"EEEEKK"
I ran across the field, soaking wet and screaming my head off. This was no time for star fleet regulations.
"YOU ASKED FOR IT SPACE SCUM" I took out my weapon and aimed.
Direct Shot!
"Ahhhhhh! Aunty!" my niece squealed.
She ran over and took the water gun from my hand.
"No shooting at the face! You almost squirted my eye!" she giggled.
"Ok, ok Bessica. No squirting at the face. Shall we continue?" I asked her.
"Naw, I'm too water logged," she stated in exhaust.
"Ok then. Computer, end program" I said.
Beep!
Bessica and I stepped out of the holodeck into my sister's house.
"What do we do now Aunt Kathryn?" Bessica asked quizzically.
"Now we go to bed! It is 10:00! Your mother would kill me if she knew you stayed up so late!" I told her.
"Aww man! Not even 5 more minutes?" she begged.
"Now even 5 more mili-seconds. Now go." I smirked.
Bessica let out a sigh and marched up to her room. I smiled as I heard the door close and went to my room. Babysitting my niece was an exhausting job. I lay down in my bed and closed my eyes.
"Computer, lower lights by 36.4."
TOM
"TOM!! WAKE UP THIS INSTANCE!"
I jumped out of bed and hit my head on the lamp.
"Yes honey?" I winced.
"You had better be out of bed mister! We are having a dinner with your father and you are not going to be late!"
The Dinner! I had completely forgotten. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my uniform out from under the bed. It was a little wrinkled, but I'm sure my father wouldn't mind. I threw it on and walked out of my room.
"Is Miral ready B'ellana?" I yelled.
"Of course she is! Do you think I am incompetent?" she answered.
"No. Of course not. Just kidding." I muttered in response, rolling my eyes.
As we stepped in the shuttle I couldn't help but notice the worried look on B'ellana's face.
"Relax dear, everything will be fine. " I said, trying to reassure her.
But even I was nervous. A dinner with Admiral Paris was nothing to blow off.
Our daughter,Miral, was talking to herself in the back seat. At only four years of age, she was already talking up a storm.
Knock Knock.
"Ah! Tom! B'ellana! Miral! Come in, come in! We have dinner all ready. B'ellona, in spite of your presence, I prepared some Bregit Lung!" my father cheerfully said.
I groaned.
We sat down and had an average dinner, nice small talk, little jokes, and stories about the old days. It was all very polite. Too polite.
"…And it turned out just to be a Rafalian mouse!" my mother finished.
B'ellana looked like she was about to pass out from boredom.
"Well, it's very late, and Miral does have a bed time to stick to. She's a terror when she doesn't get enough sleep…" I joked.
B'ellana nodded ecstatically, and looked eager to leave. My parents walked B'ellana, Miral, and me to the door.
"It was nice having you all over!" my father shouted as we entered the shuttle.
"Bah-Bye!" gurgled Miral.
When we arrived home, B'ellona put Miral to sleep and joined me in bed.
"Well…that was interesting." B'ellana mentioned, while changing into her nightgown.
"I know what you mean. But, it could have been much worse." I said.
B'ellana nodded her head in agreement.
"Computer, lights out".
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