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Reviewer replies: I forgot to do this for all my other chapters, but I'm doing it now. So. yeah. Warning- this might be a little long, because I am SO excited to have reviewers. Review! Review! Review!
Ster J- Usually, I only write stories that come from completely my own ideas. This is my first Trek story, and to be completely honest- I wasn't exactly sure how it would tie into Star Trek when I first started it.
I_am_bug- thanks for telling me about that mistake on chapter one. as I said earlier, it was late, and I wasn't quite sure how to upload chapters separately.
Ariennye- Thanks!
Sukuru- Thank you, thank you very much! Oh, and by the way, what on earth is a ByeloRhus?
(A/N- You know that little thing- I forget what it's called- with the three dots in a row? To indicate a pause, or something? Whenever I type that in Word Document and then download it onto FanFic, it turns into just- a single dot ( . ). What do I do???!!! It's a little thing, but SO annoying. If anyone can tell me how to solve this. tell! Thank you!)
And now, the actual story!
It was late. Monty was tired. And thus, he was also extremely annoyed when he heard a knock on his door.
"Come," he mumbled from a comfortable armchair in the middle of the room.
Tat strode lightly in and sat in a chair across from his.
"Well?" He asked impatiently, wanting to go to sleep more than anything.
"Do you think that was such a bright idea?" Tat asked, watching him carefully.
"What?"
"Do you think that was-"
"I heard what you said," he interrupted. "What do you mean?"
Tat sighed with an air of superiority, like Monty was being extremely stupid which, in her mind, he was. "Showing them those tapes. Look," she added, to the blank look on his face, "we're in the future, correct?"
"What?"
"Somehow, Star Trek must be real. Obviously, since we are currently sitting in the Enterprise. Now, this is not possible in our time, and it was not possible in the past. So it follows, logically, that we must be in the future."
Monty nodded slightly.
"Now. Those tapes that you showed them, the TNG ones? Well, those are from the future, too. But from a far more distant future. If everything in TOS is real, then it makes sense that everything in TNG is equally possible.
"In our time, back on earth, we have the tapes. But it's not a problem, 'cause no one believes that anything on them is possible, except you and your fellow Trekkies, who aren't going to go build another Enterprise. So, we're safe.
"But here, they'll believe that everything in TNG is possible, because they're relatively close to that technology themselves, and thus attempt to build things shown in those tapes, messing up the timeline and irreversibly changing all of everything forever."
Monty stared at her blankly for a moment, then said, "dramatic."
"Uggh!" She exclaimed, standing quickly. "You are SO hopeless!" She stormed out of the room, leaving Monty to gaze down at his bag of tapes. Maybe, he thought, Tat wasn't being so ridiculous after all.
Scotty had called a brief meeting in the briefing room for the senior officers. They were gathered around the table, Spock, McCoy, Kirk, Chekov, Uhura, and Sulu. Scotty stood at the head of the table, waiting for quiet. Quiet came.
"Well na," he said, then paused a moment before continuing. "I canna believe it. No affense meant to m' fella' officers, but this is a disgrace."
They stared at him blankly, and so he was forced to continue. "Were ye not watchin' those tapes?" He asked incredulously. (A/N- I think that word works there, it sound right, but I'm not quite sure.)
"Scotty, everyone here, with the exception of Sulu, was watching the episodes. What is you point?" Kirk asked.
"I believe, Captain," Spock interrupted, "that Mr. Scott is suggesting that we should have more carefully examined some of the tapes from the future, as they contained significant information regarding advances in technology."
Scotty beamed. "Well done, Spock," he said.
"Spock," Kirk asked, "how'd you know that?"
There it went again. The Raising of the Eyebrow. "It was perfectly logical, Captain, to assume, taking in to account that it was Mr. Scott who was speaking, that it had something to do with technology. The rest was obvious."
"Oh."
Silence.
"Anyhow..." someone said.
'Yes." Scotty looked busy again. "Captain, if ah could only have one more look at those tapes, ah could..."
"Scotty, are you sure that's such a bright idea? Building that technology, I mean." McCoy asked.
"Wha not?"
McCoy, along with some help from Spock and the rest of the crew assembled there (with the exception of Chekov, and Kirk, who both rather agreed with what Scotty was saying) explained to Scotty basically what Tat had explained to Monty a few hours previously. The Captain and Chief Engineer, however, were not convinced.
"Right then," Kirk eventually concluded. "Tomorrow we'll have another look at those tapes, and see what we can make of them."
"Captain!" an excited voice exclaimed over the comm unit. "I've got it!"
"Got what, Scotty?" Kirk asked.
"The answer!"
"What, may I ask, is the question?"
Scotty paused. "Well, laddie-buck, ah suppose it wasn't a question exactly... but remember m' suggestion? About reviewing those tapes?"
"Yes."
"Do y' remember, then, from the er... 'TNG' episode, the 'holodeck' they featured?"
"Yes."
"Good! Well na, ah've got the perfect place to build one!"
"Where?"
The broom closet was small, full of brooms, and, in essence- a broom closet. Strange, Kirk thought as he looked at it, I never realized there were broom closets on the Enterprise before.
He turned to Scotty. The engineer was happily bouncing on his toes, grinning from ear to ear. "Let me ask, once more," Kirk said, "you want to build a holodeck in this broom closet?"
"Yes sir! Just a mini one, though. Ah was thinkin', we could have whoever's running it sit in a chair. Not enough space for them to move around in, so they just sit."
To be perfectly honest, Kirk highly doubted they would be able to build a holodeck. It just didn't seem very likely. But of course, the Scotsman was a BRILLIANT engineer, so he figured it was worth a try. "Sure, go for it, Scotty," he said.
None of the bridge crew had seen either Tat or Monty for a couple of days... but no one worried about it, or even remember that the two existed. Scotty went to Monty to borrow the holodeck episode, but other than that- they sat in their rooms.
Neither had spoken to the other after their argument. Usually, Tat was the one to apologize, but she didn't want to have that role now. Instead, she took to wandering the Enterprise, interviewing various red shirts about what it was like to be a red shirt.
Monty did the same, though he liked to sit in the mess hall and watch people eat. Whenever someone he recognized from the show walked in, he got a table near to theirs and listened in on what they were saying.
A week later, a random red shirt sat in the broom closet, ready and waiting to be the first person to experience the illusions of a holodeck.
Reviewer replies: I forgot to do this for all my other chapters, but I'm doing it now. So. yeah. Warning- this might be a little long, because I am SO excited to have reviewers. Review! Review! Review!
Ster J- Usually, I only write stories that come from completely my own ideas. This is my first Trek story, and to be completely honest- I wasn't exactly sure how it would tie into Star Trek when I first started it.
I_am_bug- thanks for telling me about that mistake on chapter one. as I said earlier, it was late, and I wasn't quite sure how to upload chapters separately.
Ariennye- Thanks!
Sukuru- Thank you, thank you very much! Oh, and by the way, what on earth is a ByeloRhus?
(A/N- You know that little thing- I forget what it's called- with the three dots in a row? To indicate a pause, or something? Whenever I type that in Word Document and then download it onto FanFic, it turns into just- a single dot ( . ). What do I do???!!! It's a little thing, but SO annoying. If anyone can tell me how to solve this. tell! Thank you!)
And now, the actual story!
It was late. Monty was tired. And thus, he was also extremely annoyed when he heard a knock on his door.
"Come," he mumbled from a comfortable armchair in the middle of the room.
Tat strode lightly in and sat in a chair across from his.
"Well?" He asked impatiently, wanting to go to sleep more than anything.
"Do you think that was such a bright idea?" Tat asked, watching him carefully.
"What?"
"Do you think that was-"
"I heard what you said," he interrupted. "What do you mean?"
Tat sighed with an air of superiority, like Monty was being extremely stupid which, in her mind, he was. "Showing them those tapes. Look," she added, to the blank look on his face, "we're in the future, correct?"
"What?"
"Somehow, Star Trek must be real. Obviously, since we are currently sitting in the Enterprise. Now, this is not possible in our time, and it was not possible in the past. So it follows, logically, that we must be in the future."
Monty nodded slightly.
"Now. Those tapes that you showed them, the TNG ones? Well, those are from the future, too. But from a far more distant future. If everything in TOS is real, then it makes sense that everything in TNG is equally possible.
"In our time, back on earth, we have the tapes. But it's not a problem, 'cause no one believes that anything on them is possible, except you and your fellow Trekkies, who aren't going to go build another Enterprise. So, we're safe.
"But here, they'll believe that everything in TNG is possible, because they're relatively close to that technology themselves, and thus attempt to build things shown in those tapes, messing up the timeline and irreversibly changing all of everything forever."
Monty stared at her blankly for a moment, then said, "dramatic."
"Uggh!" She exclaimed, standing quickly. "You are SO hopeless!" She stormed out of the room, leaving Monty to gaze down at his bag of tapes. Maybe, he thought, Tat wasn't being so ridiculous after all.
Scotty had called a brief meeting in the briefing room for the senior officers. They were gathered around the table, Spock, McCoy, Kirk, Chekov, Uhura, and Sulu. Scotty stood at the head of the table, waiting for quiet. Quiet came.
"Well na," he said, then paused a moment before continuing. "I canna believe it. No affense meant to m' fella' officers, but this is a disgrace."
They stared at him blankly, and so he was forced to continue. "Were ye not watchin' those tapes?" He asked incredulously. (A/N- I think that word works there, it sound right, but I'm not quite sure.)
"Scotty, everyone here, with the exception of Sulu, was watching the episodes. What is you point?" Kirk asked.
"I believe, Captain," Spock interrupted, "that Mr. Scott is suggesting that we should have more carefully examined some of the tapes from the future, as they contained significant information regarding advances in technology."
Scotty beamed. "Well done, Spock," he said.
"Spock," Kirk asked, "how'd you know that?"
There it went again. The Raising of the Eyebrow. "It was perfectly logical, Captain, to assume, taking in to account that it was Mr. Scott who was speaking, that it had something to do with technology. The rest was obvious."
"Oh."
Silence.
"Anyhow..." someone said.
'Yes." Scotty looked busy again. "Captain, if ah could only have one more look at those tapes, ah could..."
"Scotty, are you sure that's such a bright idea? Building that technology, I mean." McCoy asked.
"Wha not?"
McCoy, along with some help from Spock and the rest of the crew assembled there (with the exception of Chekov, and Kirk, who both rather agreed with what Scotty was saying) explained to Scotty basically what Tat had explained to Monty a few hours previously. The Captain and Chief Engineer, however, were not convinced.
"Right then," Kirk eventually concluded. "Tomorrow we'll have another look at those tapes, and see what we can make of them."
"Captain!" an excited voice exclaimed over the comm unit. "I've got it!"
"Got what, Scotty?" Kirk asked.
"The answer!"
"What, may I ask, is the question?"
Scotty paused. "Well, laddie-buck, ah suppose it wasn't a question exactly... but remember m' suggestion? About reviewing those tapes?"
"Yes."
"Do y' remember, then, from the er... 'TNG' episode, the 'holodeck' they featured?"
"Yes."
"Good! Well na, ah've got the perfect place to build one!"
"Where?"
The broom closet was small, full of brooms, and, in essence- a broom closet. Strange, Kirk thought as he looked at it, I never realized there were broom closets on the Enterprise before.
He turned to Scotty. The engineer was happily bouncing on his toes, grinning from ear to ear. "Let me ask, once more," Kirk said, "you want to build a holodeck in this broom closet?"
"Yes sir! Just a mini one, though. Ah was thinkin', we could have whoever's running it sit in a chair. Not enough space for them to move around in, so they just sit."
To be perfectly honest, Kirk highly doubted they would be able to build a holodeck. It just didn't seem very likely. But of course, the Scotsman was a BRILLIANT engineer, so he figured it was worth a try. "Sure, go for it, Scotty," he said.
None of the bridge crew had seen either Tat or Monty for a couple of days... but no one worried about it, or even remember that the two existed. Scotty went to Monty to borrow the holodeck episode, but other than that- they sat in their rooms.
Neither had spoken to the other after their argument. Usually, Tat was the one to apologize, but she didn't want to have that role now. Instead, she took to wandering the Enterprise, interviewing various red shirts about what it was like to be a red shirt.
Monty did the same, though he liked to sit in the mess hall and watch people eat. Whenever someone he recognized from the show walked in, he got a table near to theirs and listened in on what they were saying.
A week later, a random red shirt sat in the broom closet, ready and waiting to be the first person to experience the illusions of a holodeck.