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Disclaimer: Characters belong the Star Trek guys... *sigh*
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* Tom Paris(Voy) meets Mark McHenry(Excalibur)
* they are not(!) romantically involved or flirt
* they're on Risa
* they talk about women
* McHenry knows B'Elanna Torres in some way
Tom Paris stepped out of the shuttle and tripped. He fell down smack
onto his face
(Actually he fell relativly gracefully for a stupid jerk (says Nick)).
When he looked up he saw a pair of legs in jeans and two hands reaching
down to help
him. Tom accepted the help and was pulled up, out of the dirt. Tom
looked up and grinned.
"Thanks man"
"No problem"
The guy who had helped him up was wearing blue jeans and a green Hawaii-shirt.
He had
brownish red hair and blue eyes. Suddenly realization dawned on Tom.
"Mark?!"
"Took you a very long time to recognize, old man."
"Cool, meeting you here. What exactly are you doing here?"
"Uhm, looking for girls. Why?"
"Just wondering"
"What about you Tom?"
"Well, I'm relaxing a little before I meet up with my wife and children."
"Wife?! Children?! What the fuck happened to you Tom?"
"Huh, nothing happened. I just fell in love and we had some kids."
"SOME!!???!!?"
"Yeah, two. A girl, Miral, she's five by the way, and a boy, Adrian,
who is two."
"And who's the lucky bride?"
"I don't think you know her. Her name is B'Elanna."
"Torres?! Boy, shit! How in Q's name did you get her to agree
to mary you?" (As if.
HeHeHe. Tom pretended to be me (-> Nick))
"I asked her."
"Well duh, you normally ask people if they want to marry you..."
"Yeah, well, huh? How exactly do you know her?"
"Oh, nothing very important."
"Mark?!!!"
"Well, we uh are friends, well were friends until I started to hit
on her in her last,
well second, year at the academy."
"You like `Lana?"
"Yeah, something against that?"
"Nope, just curious."
"Uh, okay. Well, let's go to the beach."
"Actually I wanted to go to my hotel first, but if you want to, we
could actually go to
the beach first. I'm kinda hot."
"Yeah, you are." Mark mumbled under his breath.
"Huh?"
"Uh, nothing."
Soon they were at the beach and had changed into their swimshorts and
had layed
down onto their towels. "So Tommy, tell me about your numerous girlfriends."
"Well okay, so you know first I had a new girl every week but then
I met `Lana and
!Bang! I was in love."
"Nice."
"Okay, now you tell me something. Any girlfriends?"
"Well, I had a relationship with a guy-"
"What?!"
"No, not like that. He was a he/she you know, a hermat."
"Uh, oh, okay. Somebody else?"
"Well, yeah. You know the girl at the academy? Laurie Summers?"
"Her, yeah. Prettey cute."
"Well, she is going to meet me here."
"Cool. Now let's go swimming." Tom and Mark raced each other to the
water and went for a good swim.
*FIN*
