"Misunderstanding"
by quills
Trip Tucker sat quietly looking over his duty roster as he drank his coffee. The mess hall was quiet today. Only a few crewmembers were there and they seemed to be keeping to themselves. It made for the perfect setting for Tucker to finish his duty schedule. If T'Pol would just show up with the energy flow specs she wanted him to look at he would have the rest of the evening off. The first time in two weeks! As he continued to schedule engineering work shifts for the next week he was unaware that T'Pol had entered the mess hall. She visually scanned the room for Tucker. When she saw him sitting in the far corner she headed straight over to him
Still engrossed in the work he was completing on his data PADD Tucker did not notice as T'Pol approach him. "Commander."
Trip Tucker looked up momentarily startled and then beamed a smile. "T'Pol, just the person I was hoping to see."
She looked at him with a raised brow. "Indeed."
"You got somethin' for me?" he asked with obvious anticipation.
"I have completed my energy flow specifications."
she told him as she handed him one of the data PADDS in her
hand. "If they meet with your safety specifications we can implement them
into the ship's engine's."
He took the PADD from her and looked at the data. "Let's have a looksy."
He studied the PADD for a minute scrolling through the information.
"Looks right on the money." Tucker told her smiling. "We implement your
design into the warp engine's and we can keep the ship at warp five for twice as long."
"Then the designs meet your safety specifications?" she asked.
"Sure do." said Tucker with a smile. "Ya know, I woulda never
admitted this six months ago, but it's nice havin' a Vulcan
aboard."
She raised her brow and looked at him quizzically.
Tucker knew he needed to add a qualifier. "I ain't sayin we
couldn't get by without a Vulcan, but then you ain't like most
Vulcans. What I'm tryin' ta say is...well, I'm glad you decided
to stay. "
She paused for a moment to consider his words. She had found that
Commander Tucker was more emotionally driven than most humans
she had met. However, he seemed to have difficulty expressing certain
'feelings'. "I understand Commander and thank you."
He nodded with a smile. He would have liked to ask her to stay, but
he had already made an ass of himself in front of her. Why in the world did
she make him so uptight? "Well, if that's all I guess I'll see ya in the mornin'."
"There is one further thing Commander." she told him.
He looked up without hiding his surprise. "What's that?"
"I have something for you." she told him. "A...gift."
"A gift?" said Tucker. "It ain't even my birthday."
T'Pol raised her brow as she tilted her head. "I am aware of that."
Tucker just shook his head. Talk about a tough audience. Vulcan...a stand up comics nightmare!
"This is the first time you've ever given me something." said Tucker.
"Come to think of it, it's the first time ANY Vulcan has given me
something. Unless you count Mr. Velek and that D he gave me
on my Vulcan philosophy paper."
T'Pol looked at him inquisitively. He had clearly shared something
he hadn't meant to.
He cleared his throat as he changed the subject. "Ahem, So what is it?"
She handed him the other data PADD she was carrying. "A book."
He took the other PADD. "What kind?"
"A proto Vulcan text." She explained.
"Um, I can't read Vulcan." He told her as he looked at the PADD.
"I am aware of this deficiency and have had the
text translated to standard English." She told him.
"Mighty thoughtful of ya?" he said sarcastically. "Well, lets have a look at what this is all about."
He activated the PADD and started randomly scanning over some of the chapters. What he ended up reading completely floored him…..
******
…as he groped he buttocks and nibbled on her
delicate pointed ears. She let out a moan of exquisite pleasure….
…grasping his manhood she bent low encompassing it with her
full sensual lips. The sensations caused him to cry out…..
*******
"T'pol, this...this is Vulcan porn." He said as he looked around to see if anyone had heard him.
"Colloquially expressed, but you are essentially correct." She responded. "It is a proto Vulcan love epic."
"And why exactly are you givin me this?" he asked not knowing what else to say.
"I had overheard you speaking to one of the Vulcans who had recently visited us." She said. " You had expressed an interest in Vulcan mating rituals and more specifically our sexual practices."
Tucker looked at her embarrassingly. "I didn't know you were in the mess hall when I was talking with Vos."
"Indeed." She responded flatly.
"Well, uh thanks for this." He said holding the PADD up.
"Perhaps, once you have finished reading the text, you
would like to copulate." She said and added. "To gain some practical experience
on the subject."
His eyes widened in shock. "T'Pol!"
She reacted with equal surprise. Tucker seemed agitated in the extreme. "Is something the matter."
"Yes something's the matter" he said. "What's gotten into you?"
"I do not believe I understand." She told him.
"You show up with a Vulcan equivalent to the "Joy of sex"
and then ask me if I'd like to sleep with you."
T'Pol looked at him. Then looked at the floor. Had she made an error
in judgment? She believed the Commander was expressing an interest in HER.
An interest, which she did not find offensive. Why else would he ask about Vulcan mating practices in addition to his very awkward behavior when he was around her? The theory was supported by the facts. She had believed it to be the logical conclusion.
"I...I am sorry Commander." She said as she looked up at him. "I was under the impression that you were...'interested' in me. I had only wished to make the situation
easier for you by showing that I was interested in you as well."
She reached out and took the PADD from his hand. "Please forgive me, I have made
an unfortunate mistake."
She turned around and started to walk towards the mess hall door. If Vulcans
blushed she would be bright red by now. She had just made a huge mistake
and in the process had made a fellow crewmember aware of her less than
platonic 'feelings' towards him.
Tucker watched as she turned away and started to leave. This had all been a bit much for him to take in. T'Pol was interested in him? He never thought in a million years that
She would have given him a second thought. Let alone a first. He quickly snapped out of his own thoughts and called out. "T'Pol."
She had only gotten a few feet when she heard him call her. She was hoping that he would just allow the mistake to be forgotten. She turned and walked back to where Tucker was sitting. He stood up and looked at her for a moment, swallowing hard.
"Look, I'm sorry I got all excited with ya." He said apologetically. "You just kinda caught me by surprise."
"You do not owe me an apology." She told him. "I simply misjudged your intentions."
He looked at her for a moment. "Look, ya didn't misjudge my intentions." He said.
A look of surprise crept into her face.
Tucker looked around to see if they had attracted any attention. The last thing he wanted was for he and T'Pol to be part of the ship's 'grape vine'.
"T'Pol, I like you…a lot." He told her. "It's just, well, humans generally don't ask one another to just have...you know…"
"Sex." She said filling in the blank.
"Yeah." He said shaking his head. "We like to get to know one another first. Maybe have dinner…go dancing."
"We have dined a number of times with Captain Archer." She told him. "However, I do not know how to dance."
"It's just an example." Said Tucker. "And eatin' with the Cap'n doesn't count."
"It does not?" she asked.
"No." he said firmly.
"I must admit that I am unfamiliar with human customs." She told him. "Since you
have conceded that you have a similar interest, will you instruct in me in a proper
course of action?"
A wide grin formed on Trip Tucker's face. "Well, if your actually askin me. I think you should 'woo' me."
"'Woo' you?" she said confused.
"Yeah." He responded. "Maybe a quiet dinner. Just the two of us…a romantic setting…candles…good food…pleasant company."
"And this is 'wooing'" she asked.
"Yeah…kinda." He told her. "There's all kinds of wooing, but yeah that's one form. If your interested in others you can always check the ship's library."
She considered the information carefully before responding. "I must study this 'wooing'
more, before I attempt it. I shall heed your advice and consult the ship's library. This may take several hours or even days. Once I have a greater understanding of it I shall come to you with my findings."
"You know where ta find me." He said smiling.
She nodded her head towards him and started to leave.
"Uh, T'Pol." He said stopping her. "You fergettin somethin'?"
She raised her brow in confusion.
"My gift." He said.
She looked down at the data PADD in her hand. "Ah, of course."
She handed it back to him. "Maybe I'll thumb through it tonight."
"Good night Commander. " she said. "I shall speak with you soon."
"That's my girl." He said quietly to himself.
She stopped and turned having heard him. "No Commander, I am not." She told him. "At least not yet." She turned back and headed to the exit.
Trip Tucker just smiled and shook his head. What had he gotten himself into?
by quills
Trip Tucker sat quietly looking over his duty roster as he drank his coffee. The mess hall was quiet today. Only a few crewmembers were there and they seemed to be keeping to themselves. It made for the perfect setting for Tucker to finish his duty schedule. If T'Pol would just show up with the energy flow specs she wanted him to look at he would have the rest of the evening off. The first time in two weeks! As he continued to schedule engineering work shifts for the next week he was unaware that T'Pol had entered the mess hall. She visually scanned the room for Tucker. When she saw him sitting in the far corner she headed straight over to him
Still engrossed in the work he was completing on his data PADD Tucker did not notice as T'Pol approach him. "Commander."
Trip Tucker looked up momentarily startled and then beamed a smile. "T'Pol, just the person I was hoping to see."
She looked at him with a raised brow. "Indeed."
"You got somethin' for me?" he asked with obvious anticipation.
"I have completed my energy flow specifications."
she told him as she handed him one of the data PADDS in her
hand. "If they meet with your safety specifications we can implement them
into the ship's engine's."
He took the PADD from her and looked at the data. "Let's have a looksy."
He studied the PADD for a minute scrolling through the information.
"Looks right on the money." Tucker told her smiling. "We implement your
design into the warp engine's and we can keep the ship at warp five for twice as long."
"Then the designs meet your safety specifications?" she asked.
"Sure do." said Tucker with a smile. "Ya know, I woulda never
admitted this six months ago, but it's nice havin' a Vulcan
aboard."
She raised her brow and looked at him quizzically.
Tucker knew he needed to add a qualifier. "I ain't sayin we
couldn't get by without a Vulcan, but then you ain't like most
Vulcans. What I'm tryin' ta say is...well, I'm glad you decided
to stay. "
She paused for a moment to consider his words. She had found that
Commander Tucker was more emotionally driven than most humans
she had met. However, he seemed to have difficulty expressing certain
'feelings'. "I understand Commander and thank you."
He nodded with a smile. He would have liked to ask her to stay, but
he had already made an ass of himself in front of her. Why in the world did
she make him so uptight? "Well, if that's all I guess I'll see ya in the mornin'."
"There is one further thing Commander." she told him.
He looked up without hiding his surprise. "What's that?"
"I have something for you." she told him. "A...gift."
"A gift?" said Tucker. "It ain't even my birthday."
T'Pol raised her brow as she tilted her head. "I am aware of that."
Tucker just shook his head. Talk about a tough audience. Vulcan...a stand up comics nightmare!
"This is the first time you've ever given me something." said Tucker.
"Come to think of it, it's the first time ANY Vulcan has given me
something. Unless you count Mr. Velek and that D he gave me
on my Vulcan philosophy paper."
T'Pol looked at him inquisitively. He had clearly shared something
he hadn't meant to.
He cleared his throat as he changed the subject. "Ahem, So what is it?"
She handed him the other data PADD she was carrying. "A book."
He took the other PADD. "What kind?"
"A proto Vulcan text." She explained.
"Um, I can't read Vulcan." He told her as he looked at the PADD.
"I am aware of this deficiency and have had the
text translated to standard English." She told him.
"Mighty thoughtful of ya?" he said sarcastically. "Well, lets have a look at what this is all about."
He activated the PADD and started randomly scanning over some of the chapters. What he ended up reading completely floored him…..
******
…as he groped he buttocks and nibbled on her
delicate pointed ears. She let out a moan of exquisite pleasure….
…grasping his manhood she bent low encompassing it with her
full sensual lips. The sensations caused him to cry out…..
*******
"T'pol, this...this is Vulcan porn." He said as he looked around to see if anyone had heard him.
"Colloquially expressed, but you are essentially correct." She responded. "It is a proto Vulcan love epic."
"And why exactly are you givin me this?" he asked not knowing what else to say.
"I had overheard you speaking to one of the Vulcans who had recently visited us." She said. " You had expressed an interest in Vulcan mating rituals and more specifically our sexual practices."
Tucker looked at her embarrassingly. "I didn't know you were in the mess hall when I was talking with Vos."
"Indeed." She responded flatly.
"Well, uh thanks for this." He said holding the PADD up.
"Perhaps, once you have finished reading the text, you
would like to copulate." She said and added. "To gain some practical experience
on the subject."
His eyes widened in shock. "T'Pol!"
She reacted with equal surprise. Tucker seemed agitated in the extreme. "Is something the matter."
"Yes something's the matter" he said. "What's gotten into you?"
"I do not believe I understand." She told him.
"You show up with a Vulcan equivalent to the "Joy of sex"
and then ask me if I'd like to sleep with you."
T'Pol looked at him. Then looked at the floor. Had she made an error
in judgment? She believed the Commander was expressing an interest in HER.
An interest, which she did not find offensive. Why else would he ask about Vulcan mating practices in addition to his very awkward behavior when he was around her? The theory was supported by the facts. She had believed it to be the logical conclusion.
"I...I am sorry Commander." She said as she looked up at him. "I was under the impression that you were...'interested' in me. I had only wished to make the situation
easier for you by showing that I was interested in you as well."
She reached out and took the PADD from his hand. "Please forgive me, I have made
an unfortunate mistake."
She turned around and started to walk towards the mess hall door. If Vulcans
blushed she would be bright red by now. She had just made a huge mistake
and in the process had made a fellow crewmember aware of her less than
platonic 'feelings' towards him.
Tucker watched as she turned away and started to leave. This had all been a bit much for him to take in. T'Pol was interested in him? He never thought in a million years that
She would have given him a second thought. Let alone a first. He quickly snapped out of his own thoughts and called out. "T'Pol."
She had only gotten a few feet when she heard him call her. She was hoping that he would just allow the mistake to be forgotten. She turned and walked back to where Tucker was sitting. He stood up and looked at her for a moment, swallowing hard.
"Look, I'm sorry I got all excited with ya." He said apologetically. "You just kinda caught me by surprise."
"You do not owe me an apology." She told him. "I simply misjudged your intentions."
He looked at her for a moment. "Look, ya didn't misjudge my intentions." He said.
A look of surprise crept into her face.
Tucker looked around to see if they had attracted any attention. The last thing he wanted was for he and T'Pol to be part of the ship's 'grape vine'.
"T'Pol, I like you…a lot." He told her. "It's just, well, humans generally don't ask one another to just have...you know…"
"Sex." She said filling in the blank.
"Yeah." He said shaking his head. "We like to get to know one another first. Maybe have dinner…go dancing."
"We have dined a number of times with Captain Archer." She told him. "However, I do not know how to dance."
"It's just an example." Said Tucker. "And eatin' with the Cap'n doesn't count."
"It does not?" she asked.
"No." he said firmly.
"I must admit that I am unfamiliar with human customs." She told him. "Since you
have conceded that you have a similar interest, will you instruct in me in a proper
course of action?"
A wide grin formed on Trip Tucker's face. "Well, if your actually askin me. I think you should 'woo' me."
"'Woo' you?" she said confused.
"Yeah." He responded. "Maybe a quiet dinner. Just the two of us…a romantic setting…candles…good food…pleasant company."
"And this is 'wooing'" she asked.
"Yeah…kinda." He told her. "There's all kinds of wooing, but yeah that's one form. If your interested in others you can always check the ship's library."
She considered the information carefully before responding. "I must study this 'wooing'
more, before I attempt it. I shall heed your advice and consult the ship's library. This may take several hours or even days. Once I have a greater understanding of it I shall come to you with my findings."
"You know where ta find me." He said smiling.
She nodded her head towards him and started to leave.
"Uh, T'Pol." He said stopping her. "You fergettin somethin'?"
She raised her brow in confusion.
"My gift." He said.
She looked down at the data PADD in her hand. "Ah, of course."
She handed it back to him. "Maybe I'll thumb through it tonight."
"Good night Commander. " she said. "I shall speak with you soon."
"That's my girl." He said quietly to himself.
She stopped and turned having heard him. "No Commander, I am not." She told him. "At least not yet." She turned back and headed to the exit.
Trip Tucker just smiled and shook his head. What had he gotten himself into?