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Scotty, I do not own Kirk, I do not own Chekov, I do not own ANYTHING. Get
it? Good.
(A/N- I forgot to add this to my last chapter, but thanks, Bug, for alerting me about the first chapter. It was late, and I hadn't quite figured out how to upload chapters. I changed it. even though it hasn't changed yet. don't ask me. Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers (2). Thank you, thank you, thank you.)
Three Standard Earth Hours later, Monty had a good part of the crew gathered in the rec. room. Spock, McCoy, Scotty, Chekov, Kirk, Uhura, and a whole bunch of red shirts. The experience was promised to be 'a most fascinating learning opportunity', which of course got Spock interested right away.
Monty popped in a TOS tape and settled back to watch the show.
As the episode progressed, Tat became increasingly interested in watching the captain's facial expressions. They followed a fascinatingly up- and-down motion, from a broad grin when he saw himself on the screen to a disappointed frown whenever the camera zoomed in on any of the other characters. She could've sworn that she heard him mutter something about the director getting him from the wrong angle in one of his near-death scenes.
She glanced over at Spock. How would the science officer take all this? She mentally laughed at herself. Duh, he was as impassive as ever, only a mild interest showing itself on his features, and the occasional 'fascinating' or 'illogical' under his breath.
She looked to the back of the room and grinned when she saw Scotty looking worriedly as the on-the-television-Scotty said something to the effect of the 'but captain, sh' canna take much more.' The real-life Scotty was also mumbling under his breath, but it was something about, 'well now, if ye'd just switch the conflabilator over to neutral and reattach the garnamater to the margiatonafier."
The episode ended, and Monty popped in another one, to many encouraging noises from the small crowd. This time it was TNG, and Scotty got himself a front-row seat, his eyes wide as he took in as much of the advanced technology as possible. As the holodeck showed, his mouth dropped open slightly. "Well now," Tat heard him mutter. "Ah, sh's a beaut an' no mistake."
After they had watched a total of three episodes, Kirk mumbled something about having to get back to work, and the rest of the crew followed glumly. Spock put down the action-figure, which he had been looking over with one eyebrow raised, turned to Monty, and said, "thank you for that experience. It was most. fascinating."
Monty grinned, bouncing on his toes as he stuffed his collection back into his bag.
It was getting late, so Monty and Tat allowed one of the crew-men to lead them off to their quarters. (A/N- quarterS, as in plural, as in Tat in one and Monty in another).
(A/N- I forgot to add this to my last chapter, but thanks, Bug, for alerting me about the first chapter. It was late, and I hadn't quite figured out how to upload chapters. I changed it. even though it hasn't changed yet. don't ask me. Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers (2). Thank you, thank you, thank you.)
Three Standard Earth Hours later, Monty had a good part of the crew gathered in the rec. room. Spock, McCoy, Scotty, Chekov, Kirk, Uhura, and a whole bunch of red shirts. The experience was promised to be 'a most fascinating learning opportunity', which of course got Spock interested right away.
Monty popped in a TOS tape and settled back to watch the show.
As the episode progressed, Tat became increasingly interested in watching the captain's facial expressions. They followed a fascinatingly up- and-down motion, from a broad grin when he saw himself on the screen to a disappointed frown whenever the camera zoomed in on any of the other characters. She could've sworn that she heard him mutter something about the director getting him from the wrong angle in one of his near-death scenes.
She glanced over at Spock. How would the science officer take all this? She mentally laughed at herself. Duh, he was as impassive as ever, only a mild interest showing itself on his features, and the occasional 'fascinating' or 'illogical' under his breath.
She looked to the back of the room and grinned when she saw Scotty looking worriedly as the on-the-television-Scotty said something to the effect of the 'but captain, sh' canna take much more.' The real-life Scotty was also mumbling under his breath, but it was something about, 'well now, if ye'd just switch the conflabilator over to neutral and reattach the garnamater to the margiatonafier."
The episode ended, and Monty popped in another one, to many encouraging noises from the small crowd. This time it was TNG, and Scotty got himself a front-row seat, his eyes wide as he took in as much of the advanced technology as possible. As the holodeck showed, his mouth dropped open slightly. "Well now," Tat heard him mutter. "Ah, sh's a beaut an' no mistake."
After they had watched a total of three episodes, Kirk mumbled something about having to get back to work, and the rest of the crew followed glumly. Spock put down the action-figure, which he had been looking over with one eyebrow raised, turned to Monty, and said, "thank you for that experience. It was most. fascinating."
Monty grinned, bouncing on his toes as he stuffed his collection back into his bag.
It was getting late, so Monty and Tat allowed one of the crew-men to lead them off to their quarters. (A/N- quarterS, as in plural, as in Tat in one and Monty in another).