Secret Santa
Disclaimer: - We do not own any of the characters and are not making any money from this whatsoever. Unless anyone out there wants to pay us..?
A/N: - First of all, there's two of us, Lambi and Corrinth. This is a bit of a joint effort, a little wacky we know, but hopefully it will get you in the mood for Christmas. Rating is for implications.
Chapter 1: - Secret Santa
Hoshi looked upwards and groaned. "It's just so big... I can't manage it."
Trip gave a lazy smile. "Well, maybe if you stood on your tip-toes..."
"Here, I'll do it." Travis offered, taking the star out of her hands and placing it atop the tree. Hoshi stood back, examining their work with a critical eye. She glanced at the chief engineer, who was sat across the table in the Captain's mess.
"Are you just going to sit there and drink, or are you actually going to help us?"
Trip sank further down into his chair, and crossed his feet on the table. He exaggerated a sigh, and grinned at the comm. officer. Hoshi shook her head in feigned despair.
Travis draped the last piece of tinsel on the tree and looked perplexed. "So are we supposed to get everybody a present? Even Subcommander T'Pol?"
Trip shrugged, taking another slug of bourbon. Hoshi went to rearrange Travis' tinsel.
"How about a 'Secret Santa'?" She asked.
"A what?" The two men asked in unison.
"A 'Secret Santa'. You know. Everyone puts his or her name into a hat, then we take turns to pull a name out again, and that's who you get a present for. That way everyone gets a present. But you don't know who your present is from."
"What happens if you pull your own name out?" Questioned Travis.
"You'll be sure to get what yer want!" Chuckled Trip.
Hoshi rolled her eyes at Trip; "You put it back and try again of course."
"Hum, I wonder who'd wanna get involved?" Travis pondered...
A/N: - Sorry for all the bad jokes, but they made us laugh. : )
Disclaimer: - We do not own any of the characters and are not making any money from this whatsoever. Unless anyone out there wants to pay us..?
A/N: - First of all, there's two of us, Lambi and Corrinth. This is a bit of a joint effort, a little wacky we know, but hopefully it will get you in the mood for Christmas. Rating is for implications.
Chapter 1: - Secret Santa
Hoshi looked upwards and groaned. "It's just so big... I can't manage it."
Trip gave a lazy smile. "Well, maybe if you stood on your tip-toes..."
"Here, I'll do it." Travis offered, taking the star out of her hands and placing it atop the tree. Hoshi stood back, examining their work with a critical eye. She glanced at the chief engineer, who was sat across the table in the Captain's mess.
"Are you just going to sit there and drink, or are you actually going to help us?"
Trip sank further down into his chair, and crossed his feet on the table. He exaggerated a sigh, and grinned at the comm. officer. Hoshi shook her head in feigned despair.
Travis draped the last piece of tinsel on the tree and looked perplexed. "So are we supposed to get everybody a present? Even Subcommander T'Pol?"
Trip shrugged, taking another slug of bourbon. Hoshi went to rearrange Travis' tinsel.
"How about a 'Secret Santa'?" She asked.
"A what?" The two men asked in unison.
"A 'Secret Santa'. You know. Everyone puts his or her name into a hat, then we take turns to pull a name out again, and that's who you get a present for. That way everyone gets a present. But you don't know who your present is from."
"What happens if you pull your own name out?" Questioned Travis.
"You'll be sure to get what yer want!" Chuckled Trip.
Hoshi rolled her eyes at Trip; "You put it back and try again of course."
"Hum, I wonder who'd wanna get involved?" Travis pondered...
A/N: - Sorry for all the bad jokes, but they made us laugh. : )