A/N: This is the first in a series of ficlets inspired by the movie. Scotty has a reunion with someone he'd rather not see ever again. FYI, I know more about TNG & Voyager, so pardon any errors.
Disclaimer: Nero took my disclaimer with him.
I prefer Dachshunds
Montgomery Scott, Scotty to his friends, was glad he'd let himself be talked into leaving the Enterprise's engineering levels. Nothing against the beautiful lady, but her replicators just couldn't do justice to a bacon sandwich, not one made by your own two hands that is. Keesner had disappeared, probably to climb the nearest chandelier. When it came to that green skinned midget, ignorance was bliss, as far as Scotty was concerned, unless you were having a technical problem. It just gave the engineer more time to concentrate on the buffet tables at the reception for the Enterprise's crew.
"So you're the engineer who managed to beam himself and James .T. Kirk onto a ship travelling at warp?" said a voice.
"Yeah, but I had a wee bit o' help with that. Now beaming three people from two different places on ta one pad; that I can take full credit for. Shows what those fool instructors here at the Academy know, marooning me on Delta Vega, of all places! With that monkey Keesner! I cannae tell you when I last had a proper sandwich!"
"Didn't they post you there after the incident with Admiral Archer's beagle?" said the voice, sounding annoyingly familiar to the Scotsman.
"Now look here! That was a mist…ake?!" spluttered Scotty, rounding on his accuser angrily, only to snap to attention.
"At ease, Lieutenant." smiled Admiral Archer. "Just try not to do the same to your captain. The youngest ever captain of a starship is even more irreplaceable than a beagle; wouldn't you say?"
"Aye Admiral." The suitably admonished engineer said, sheepishly.
"By the way, I got a new beagle a couple of years ago, downright rascal he is too; named him Scotty. Why once he….." continued the Admiral draping his arm over the engineer and steering him away from the buffet table.
Needless to say, Engineer Lt. Montgomery Scott lost his appetite.
A/N: Beagles are cute, but Dachshunds are cuter. I should know; my cousin owns one.