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Chapter 2:

Daeneria eats lunch

"So, what is this stuff again, Mister Doctor Person?" Daeneria Meredith Jones asked, looking skeptically at the dish of food that was placed in front of her.

"This is roast beef, potatoes, and gravy." Doctor Leonard McCoy started eating his own plateful, "Not as good as the real stuff, but it'll have to do."

"Okay, but if I die, I'm blaming it on you." Dae said, picking up her fork and jabbing a piece of meat. She stuck it in her mouth and was surprised, it didn't kill her on the spot!

"Well? How is this young lady doing?" Dae cringed as she heard Captain James Tiberius Kirk walk up behind her. He sat down with his plate of food at their table before she could say anything to object.

"It's still taking her a while to get used to things here. Just last night I found her stuck in the turbo-lift." McCoy chuckled.

"I haven't figured out how to run them yet. Our elevators are different." Dae said, sulkily.

"Captain, Doctor McCoy, may I join your table?" Dae cringed again to hear the voice of Commander Spock.

"Go ahead, Spock. We're always happy to have your company." Kirk said, gesturing to the seat on the other side of Daeneria.

"Not all of you are." Spock observed, placing his napkin on his lap and starting to eat.

"Whatever gave you that idea?" McCoy laughed as Dae started making faces at the Vulcan.

"How is your education coming along, by the way?" Kirk asked Dae as he finished off the last of his food. She turned to him, pausing her face-making to answer.

"It's lots of fun, except that most of it is being taught by Mister 'I refuse to laugh' over here." Dae gestured to Spock, "Other than that, I'm having a great time. Bones is teaching me all sorts of cool stuff about health development. Scotty is trying to teach me some about mechanics, and everyone else is doing their part to help me get around the ship. But really, Cap- uh, Kir- uh, Ji- uh, what do you want me to call you?"

"Jim will be fine." He said, "But really, what?"

"But really, I like the logical stuff and I love to get on his nerves, but I don't think I'm learning too much from Spock. See, I spend my whole time mocking him and no time actually learning." Dae complained.

"In this case, I think the problem lies with you." Kirk said, "If you didn't mock him, you'd learn much more."

"I know, but it's such fun!" Dae pouted.

"Fun for whom?" Spock asked, raising an eyebrow.

"For me, of course, dummy." Dae rolled her eyes at him, "Why should I care if you have fun or not, Mister 'I have no emotions'?"

"Would you rather go to Earth and catch up on your learning there?" Kirk asked in a non-threatening-and-sort-of-bored way.

Dae's eyes widened, "You're threatening me?" She asked quietly, then jumped on her seat and tossed her food at him, yelling, "Creep! Jerk! Moron! Idiot! Nasty! Mean! Cruel and hateful man!"

They watched her in horror until she finished her long line of insults and sat back down, "I'll be good. I promise."

"But can we really trust her promises?" The two humans wondered to themselves.