The Trauma, oh the trauma.
"Well Captain," T'Pol said, watching as the other Crew waved to their children, over the past few hours the crew had grown attached to their charges, and some were even sad to see them leave.
"Bye!" Hoshi waved, "bye now!"
"Bye miss Hoshi lady!" Minly waved.
T'Pol looked at Captain Archer, "I never knew you had…such a knack with children," T'Pol did not find it hard to keep a straight face, but she saw the muscle in John's left cheek twitch.
"Well," he laughed nervously, "what can I say? It's the joys of childhood." He smiled, reminding himself never to do something like this again. Not ever.
The others gathered around John, he looked at them all suspiciously.
"Well I don't know about you," Trip said loudly, "but I'm beat."
"Me too," Hoshi yawned.
"I think I'm calling it a day." Travis said.
John shook his head, and made his was back to his own quarters. He had a pretty go idea about what they tried to pull. But thankfully all the children were back safely on their planet and he—as well as the rest of the crew, could go to sleep soundly.
John's door whizzed open and a pair of eyes blinked at him, "hi!" The small child exclaimed as everything faded to black.
That was crazy! Crazy, crazy, crazy. But I am ending it here, no one needs to be exposed to any further. Anyways, please write a review, but no flames.
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