Evening Thoughts
By Tha1´n0nlY*Voy_Girl
Code P/T
Rating
Summary; A `normal´ evening conversation between Tom and B´Elanna.
Set in xmas time, during the 5th season.
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"So, what are you gonna do tomorrow? You have the day off, right?"
"Yeah, until I gotta report to sickbay at 2100 hours."
"So what are you gonna do?"
"I´m gonna add some files to my database, you know, old photos
and stuff. And then I´m gonna do some holoprogramming, the Captain
wanted me to do a Christmas program."
"What´s wrong with the old one?"
"I don´t know. So, what do you want me to put in the program?
Please don´t say bloodstains on the walls and halfdead targs with
apples in their mouths."
"Ha Ha. Well, I want a mistletoe there."
"Yeah, like two years ago when the program was malfunctioning
and the replicators were offline, and we couldn´t fix any mistletoe
in any way.. and Neelix hung up a bunch of leola roots in
the ceiling..."
"Yep. Noone wanted to stand under it, or even be near it within a radie
of at least five meters, so it wasn´t much kissing that night."
"Not on the holodeck anyway..."
"Oh, and can you fix those apples dipped in fudge on some way?"
"I`ll try.. Neelix might suceed this year."
"Hmm..You never know."
"Well,anyway it will.. Ti will.. *hrrm*.. my throat is sore."
"So, then I suppose you can´t read Sherlock Holmes to me tonight?"
"I think you can read yourself."
" It´s much funnier to be read to."
"Read yourself."
"What if I don´t want to?"
"Be a big Klingon now, and read it to yourself, or you could even
read it to me."
"IF I were a big Klingon I would have been threatening you right now
for talking to me in that baby language."
"Oh, then *hrrm* you don´t have to if you don´t wanna. So what do you
want for christmas?"
"Change of subject, huh? But, hmm.. how bout a dagger with my
monogram?"
"I really, *really* hope you´re kidding."
"Yeah. I´m just not used to getting nice christmas presents yet."
"You´ll be.. some day."
"I hope so. Right now I´m so happy and I have friends."
"CDould you please explain that just a *little* bit more clear?"
"I´ve got more friends now, on this ship, than I´ve ever had before, if
you count together all my friends from the time when I lived in the
Alpha Quad."
"That must have been so tough for you."
"Yeah. But I made it. You had friends, huh?"
"Well, I had quite a lot ´friends´ but the most of them were just falsh
and shallow."
"Not very funny either."
"Nope.
Oh, I´ve got this somg in my head..!
*Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way..."
"Paris, shut up!"
"Nope."
"That´s an order, Ensign!"
"What if i disobey?"
"Brig."
"Oh really.."
"Whatch me."
"Jingle Bells.."
"Quiet!"
"What if I don´t wanna be quiet? You refused to read yourself
didn´t you?"
"Silencium!"
"Huh?"
"Latin. Computer lights. This is your last warning, Ensign Paris, shut
up now or I´ll have to cover up your mouth."
"Jingle Bells, jingle bel"
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Hmm. End
By Tha1´n0nlY*Voy_Girl
Code P/T
Rating
Summary; A `normal´ evening conversation between Tom and B´Elanna.
Set in xmas time, during the 5th season.
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"So, what are you gonna do tomorrow? You have the day off, right?"
"Yeah, until I gotta report to sickbay at 2100 hours."
"So what are you gonna do?"
"I´m gonna add some files to my database, you know, old photos
and stuff. And then I´m gonna do some holoprogramming, the Captain
wanted me to do a Christmas program."
"What´s wrong with the old one?"
"I don´t know. So, what do you want me to put in the program?
Please don´t say bloodstains on the walls and halfdead targs with
apples in their mouths."
"Ha Ha. Well, I want a mistletoe there."
"Yeah, like two years ago when the program was malfunctioning
and the replicators were offline, and we couldn´t fix any mistletoe
in any way.. and Neelix hung up a bunch of leola roots in
the ceiling..."
"Yep. Noone wanted to stand under it, or even be near it within a radie
of at least five meters, so it wasn´t much kissing that night."
"Not on the holodeck anyway..."
"Oh, and can you fix those apples dipped in fudge on some way?"
"I`ll try.. Neelix might suceed this year."
"Hmm..You never know."
"Well,anyway it will.. Ti will.. *hrrm*.. my throat is sore."
"So, then I suppose you can´t read Sherlock Holmes to me tonight?"
"I think you can read yourself."
" It´s much funnier to be read to."
"Read yourself."
"What if I don´t want to?"
"Be a big Klingon now, and read it to yourself, or you could even
read it to me."
"IF I were a big Klingon I would have been threatening you right now
for talking to me in that baby language."
"Oh, then *hrrm* you don´t have to if you don´t wanna. So what do you
want for christmas?"
"Change of subject, huh? But, hmm.. how bout a dagger with my
monogram?"
"I really, *really* hope you´re kidding."
"Yeah. I´m just not used to getting nice christmas presents yet."
"You´ll be.. some day."
"I hope so. Right now I´m so happy and I have friends."
"CDould you please explain that just a *little* bit more clear?"
"I´ve got more friends now, on this ship, than I´ve ever had before, if
you count together all my friends from the time when I lived in the
Alpha Quad."
"That must have been so tough for you."
"Yeah. But I made it. You had friends, huh?"
"Well, I had quite a lot ´friends´ but the most of them were just falsh
and shallow."
"Not very funny either."
"Nope.
Oh, I´ve got this somg in my head..!
*Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way..."
"Paris, shut up!"
"Nope."
"That´s an order, Ensign!"
"What if i disobey?"
"Brig."
"Oh really.."
"Whatch me."
"Jingle Bells.."
"Quiet!"
"What if I don´t wanna be quiet? You refused to read yourself
didn´t you?"
"Silencium!"
"Huh?"
"Latin. Computer lights. This is your last warning, Ensign Paris, shut
up now or I´ll have to cover up your mouth."
"Jingle Bells, jingle bel"
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Hmm. End
