Twi Trek

Chapter 36

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Her cabin door closed with a soft whoosh, but it might as well have been ten-gauge carbon steel. We didn't even speak the same damn language. What the hell had she called me? Allah?

Before I realized I was running, I was back on the bridge.

"Doctor, I refuse to subject my intestines to your juvenile plot."

"Dammit, Whitspock, it's science!"

"You're a little boy and you regard this ship and her crew as your toys. I for one—"

"Captain on the bridge!"

I glared at my infantile officers. "Set aside the farts, men. A-whora, you speak Swannulan, correct?"


A/N: I cannot believe Hot Tot is writing her own language here. Where's the potato manual? Oh yeah...we have no rules!

Sorry it took me so long to do my thing here. I forgot summer is supposed to be relaxing, apparently!

Love you guys!

xxx ~IDH