'Twas the Day Before Christmas
By Jedikatie
Rating: G
Author's note: I blame this getting stuck in my head last night on evay's "Twelve Days of Christmas" rewrite in the Trip thread at House of Tucker…
'Twas the day before Christmas, and all across the ship,
Decorations were hung, but signs of Santa, not even a blip.
Down in the mess, the crew gathered around the tree,
Celebrating the various holidays with their annual party.
"Most illogical," Soval, watching their antics, was heard to say,
Having come at Trip's insistence, just for the day.
Laughing, Shran threw an arm 'round him with good cheer,
"Oh lighten up, Vulcan, let's try the pinkskin's beer!"
Travis sat nearby, some crew listening to his every word,
As the old classic, A Christmas Carol, they heard.
Malcolm and Trip, horribly off key, sung caroles galore,
Until the rest of the crew begged them, "Sirs, please, no more!"
Hoshi laughed at the gift her secret Santa had given to her,
A Tribble, cooing away, and covered with the softest fur.
T'Pol sat alone at her table away from the crew,
'Til Trip spied her and knew just what to do.
Hand against the strut, he bent down to ask,
"Why so glum, T'Pol? For once drop your Vulcan mask.
Have a little fun with all of us, we don't bite,
Come on, T'Pol, it's only for one night!"
Eyebrow raised, she turned away, and watched the others anew.
"Commander, I'm still on duty, and so are you."
Shaking his head, seeing she was a tough nut to crack,
Taking his hand from the wall, he turned her back.
"Do you see that sprig hanging on the strut above your head?"
At her nod, emboldened, he continued on and said:
"That's mistletoe, and tradition does say,
A kiss from you is required before I go away."
Flushing green, with a glance around, she softly hissed
"You wouldn't dare, Commander, cease and desist!"
"Oh yes I would, Commander," Trip did reply,
With a sly look twinkling in his eye.
"One kiss, that's all that's required as payment,"
And with that, he leaned towards her, his head slightly bent.
Grimacing over the public display,
And a Commander determined to have his way,
T'Pol steeled herself inside and with a feather light touch
Began the kiss, intending not to enjoy it very much.
And when they finally pulled apart,
She realized with a horrified start,
All the crew were applauding and cheering,
From Captain Archer to Crewman Deering.
On their faces were twin blushes of red and green,
Trip realizing now they'd made quite a scene.
And while Soval watched, somewhat aghast,
A jingling sound from the corridor was heard at last.
And then through the door, a jolly happy soul did come,
Phlox in a Santa suit, saying, "I hope the party's not done!
I brought presents for all, along with Denobulan sweet sticks,
Don't eat too many, though, we don't want you to get sick."
Frowning he paused, trying to recall,
He was certain of his duties that wasn't all,
"I'm sure there was something else I was supposed to say or do here,
What was it? Oh yes!--To all, a Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year!"