Lady A: Hello again! Welcome to Part II – Trouble in Paradise! I decided to put up the next piece a little sooner because I figured you needed something more than just a descriptive scene. Time for the stars of this story to make an appearance…well most of them…more like some of them…okay, maybe just three of them. *chuckles nervously* Ahem. *coughs into her hand* On with the craziness!
Part II – Trouble in Paradise
The mechanics and layout of the club mattered very little to the young Federation captain weaving his way through the crowds. It was the last night of their shore leave and he intended to enjoy every last second of his very short vacation to the absolute fullest. This required several drinks, a few beautiful ladies, and maybe a jab or two at his cranky first officer.
"Come on, guys!" Jim called moving through the crowd with an ease one could only obtain from several years of experience.
Only his science officer, Spock, and his communications officer, Lieutenant Nyota Uhura were following him. By some miracle, his chief engineer, Montgomery Scott aka Scotty, had apparently convinced his two helm's officers, Hikaru Sulu and Pavel Chekov, to go to some bizarre concert on the other side of the city.
Doctor Carol Marcus, his secondary science officer and weapon's specialist, and Doctor Leonard McCoy aka Bones, his chief medical officer, had excused themselves to the second floor upon arrival. The two doctors had stated something along the lines of not wanting to mingle with the masses and that the noise was too much for them.
That left him with a severely constipated Vulcan and said Vulcan's PMSing girlfriend. He wondered briefly if those two were fighting again. He really hated being stuck in between them because his comm officer had a knack for dragging him into their domestic squabbles. Every time, he was left with a massive headache and the unfulfilled desire to bash their heads in. Just thinking about it made him want a drink.
Upon finally reaching the bar, the young captain ordered this world's equivalent of a beer. He was indeed fortunate that it was considerably stronger than its Terran brethren back home because he had a stinking suspicion that he was going to be needing it. Spock and Uhura finally joined him and he took a long drink from his glass.
"Relax, Spock. Order a drink, have some fun, and cut loose. That's an order." He stated smiling into his drink at his friend's frown.
Uhura ignored her male companions and took up residency on one of the bar stools. She then gave the highly amused captain an exasperated look before turning her attention to the waiting bartender.
"Give me a double." She ordered earning a look of disapproval from her Vulcan boyfriend.
"May I remind you, Captain, that we are expected to return to the Enterprise at 0900 tomorrow morning. 'Cutting loose' and 'having fun' will undoubtedly hinder our abilities to perform our duties adequately once we resume our mission." Spock replied logically.
Uhura glared at her pointy eared companion.
"If I'm going to put up with both of you without slitting your throats and dancing on your entrails then I'm going to drink." Nyota snapped picking up her drink and throwing back the contents in one gulp.
Oh yes, it was all sunshine and daisies in paradise. It was obvious that everything was not swimmingly peachy between his Vulcan science officer and communications officer. Jim took a long drink from his glass then plastered a cheeky smile on his face.
"You're not going to win this one, Spock. It's two against one." The captain commented.
Nyota let out a very unladylike snort which he was taking as her agreement to his previous statement.
"Very well, Captain." His first officer conceded.
"Jim. We're off duty." He corrected sipping his drink.
He was doing a not so small victory dance in his mind. Maybe he can actually get Spock drunk. He would pay to see that kind of spectacle in the making. He grinned inwardly at the idea.
Lady A: Part II – Trouble in Paradise is complete! So what you think? Be on the lookout for Part III – The Definition of Fun! *giggles*
