In Every World, In Every Reality

by Shadowy Star

July 2014

Disclaimer: I don't own the Coldfire trilogy nor any other books, tv series, movies etc. mentioned or used here. They belong to their respective creators. I do own this story. Characters, places, locations and organizations not appearing or being mentioned in said books, tv series, movies are also mine. Do not archive or translate or otherwise use without permission.

A/N: A collection of various AUs I wanted in one place. They're all D/G, no matter the universe.

Double, Double, Tribbles Trouble

Summary: When Captain Vryce returned to his ship from a much needed vacation, he wasn't expecting, well, this. D/G

A/N: hobgoblin123, that one's for you, honey. StarTrek fusion!AU.

"Commander Tarrant, in my room," he said, and quickly crossed the bridge of the 'Heart of the Flame', his beautiful Nebula-class ship, sweeping many cooing brown and sand-colored balls of fur from various consoles in the process.

"Care to explain why I return from a week's vacation to find my ship infested with a dangerous life form even kindergarten children know not to keep as pets?" he inquired when the doors whooshed closed, trying to keep his voice mild.

"They seemed harmless when Ensign Lessing brought them from her visit home five days ago, and were certificated to have a much slower reproduction rate," his stoic First began, standing at full attention, his uniform impeccable as usual. Not even a trace of tribble hair. "And everyone was instructed not to feed them – much, that is," he continued, looking slightly uncomfortable. Which was probably the only facial expression Damien was going to get. Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder if the unflappable man had any Vulcans somewhere in his family tree. "We didn't want to have a repeat of that infamous Enterprise incident. I don't know what went wrong."

"Ah. And what would be your recommendation to how we dispose of a shipload of tribbles?"

The other man quirked a brow, and Damien could see a slight relaxing in the muscles of a slender neck. "Send them to Qo'noS express and with a big red bow, of course."

"Of course." Damien laughed, then walked over to kiss his lover senseless. When they resurfaced for air, he continued. "Next time, we're going on vacation together. Captain's orders. That way, Lieutenant Commander sa'Restrath can practice her commanding skills and you won't be getting into trouble. Or causing trouble, for that matter."

Gerald glared.

FIN