A/N: Sorry this has taken forever. I don't really have many ideas for this, and I've been working on other stuff and blah blah blah. Any ideas anyone had, would be fantastic! Please, I beg you. I would update more if I had entertaining ideas. So let me know what you think goes on behind the scenes on the USS Enterprise.
This is one of those "put your iTunes on shuffle things. Enjoy.
Only for Him-Love Never Dies
Jane:
I worked for hours running simulations on the calibrations. I wanted them perfect, or as close as possible. Scotty was the one that I had to impress. My uniform had been ironed, even though my roommates had laughed, and I made sure that my boots had been shined. This had been done in private. No one else got the Scotty was an engineering God and the only one worth impressing.
I took the report and went to Scotty's office, straightening my shirt one last time before knocking. He called for me to come in, and looked a little surprised to see me. "Um, I have the reports you asked for." I held out my PADD. He took it and looked them over.
"You could have just sent them." He told me.
"I wanted to know what you thought. I worked really hard on them."
"You always work hard." He reassured me. "And they look good. Almost like I did them my self."
I beamed. There was no greater compliment I could have ever received. "I'll get started on making the adjustments right away then, Sir."
I'm a Rover (Great Big Sea)
Rory:
One of the things I miss from home the most is the parties. Everyone together, laughing and drinking, and when everyone is drunk enough, dancing. I'm not great at it, but it's fun. My family still knows the old dances. Reels and stuff.
Live music, in a bar or someone just playing guitar and singing in the corner, makes it better. They change the words around to make it fit the situation. The sing folk music that makes everyone feel like family. Someone asks me to dance, and I take their hands going out to the floor, or wherever we've made space, and listening to the singer count down.
We take each others' hands and move with the music. I learned when I was little, so the steps feel natural by now, but not all of my partners are as light on their feet. Being drunk doesn't help. They stumble, and sometimes I'm no better. But other times we're both perfect.
Spinning is the best. Faster and faster until the room blurs and it feels like there's nothing else but trying not to fall. Sometimes I have to rush to the bathroom, and sometimes I just get to enjoy the feeling of being dizzy.
Strangers in the Night (Frank Sinatra)
Kirk:
I was on shore leave and in a bar. There was a girl sitting at a table a few feet away, who kept glancing over at me. I would smile, she would look down at her table, and we would repeat the flirtation.
When she was done with the drink she had in front of her, I brought her another one. Smiling and sitting down, I knew she wouldn't tell me 'no'. I wouldn't have bothered with anyone who would tell me no.
One drink turned to four and us going back to her apartment. Clothes came off as we made our way to the bedroom. She spoke as I nibbled at her neck.
"I can't wait to tell everyone I slept with James T. Kirk." She smiled.
I waited a bit, and then pretended to catch the time out of the corner of my eye. "Is that the time?" I said as I jumped off the bed and picked up my pants. "I have to get back to the ship."
"It's not like they can leave without you." She huffs, disappointed at losing out on her chance to sleep with the handsome, but more importantly famous Star Fleet captain.
"But Command does frown on me being late to finish one night stands." I smile. "And they can make my life hell, so I have to go."
As much as I had wanted to sleep with this woman, I wanted to be just as faceless to her as she was to me. And really, I didn't want to be used anymore than the next person.
A/N: It's short, but it's something. And look! I wrote from one of the cannon characters! Which is probably OOC, but we'll all live long and happy lives. Maybe another one of these tomorrow.