FF: Hot
Written by: Sunny
Pairing: Scotty and Uhura
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Uhura is hot.
Disclainer: I don't own them. I'm just playing with them.
The door slid open and Scotty grumbled at the deck as he trod inside the room. "Lassie, its three in tha morning, this couldna wait…"
The door slid closed and Scotty was shrouded in blackness.
"Lassie?" he called hesitantly. 'Maybe she fell asleep in the five minutes it took to get to her room from his own,' he thought. He stepped forward cautiously and banged his shin on a chair. "OW! Dang-nabbit! Uhura!"
"I'm right here," she answered quietly sounding like she was right in front of him.
"Why are tha lights off?" he asked. "An why is it so HOT in here?"
"That's the problem," she sighed.
"Ye have no power?" he asked. "But tha doors work."
"Oh no," she replied. "There's power. I just don't want you to see me."
"Why? I've seen ya before."
"It's hot in here and I'm trying to stay cool," she explained.
"I still don unnerstand," he breathed heavily. "Can we talk abou this in tha morning?"
"Scotty!" she huffed. "Its too damn hot too sleep and I had to take my clothes off to stay cool."
"All yer clothes," he asked quietly.
"Yes," she whispered.
thunk
"Scotty?"
"Yes," he squeaked.
"Are you ok?"
"I dropped my bag," he replied. "Are ya sure we canna turn on tha lights?"
"SCOTTY!"
"I canna see in the dark," he defended. "And if I canna see, I canna fix the problem."
"You told me the other day you could fix this ship with your eyes closed," she reminded him.
"I lied."
"We are not turning on the lights and you're not leaving until this heat problem is fixed," she told.
"It's really hot in here," he grumbled. "Wha if I take off my clothes too? Then can we turn on tha lights?"
"The last time I said yes, you didn't fix the problem."
"Nae I didn't but we were sweaty together," he grinned.
"Alright," she acquiesced. "But this time I get to be on top."