Disclaimer: I don´t own Enterprise or the Beach Boys song "Barbar´Ann".
Also I´m not making money of this..
Thanks to: My very first reviewers ^-^ .Admiral Charly Corinthos - I tried to change the formations, but somehow messed up and accidently removed your review : ( .Penmom .Snow queen 2 .Nala - Whee! "You wrote Rock´nRoll baby" I LOVED that story!
Also thanks to my great beta-reader Eratta!!! : ) : ) : )
Spring Dance Part II
Later in the car Malcom just couldn´t ignor his curiousity. "Now, did you ask her out?" "Hm-m." "What did she say??? God, Trip, don´t you dare tortoure me like that!" Trip looked at him. "Yes" "YES?!?!?! Oh WOW! Congratulations, pal! That´s sooo cool!!" Malcom jumped up and down in his saet and clapped his hands like a little girl. Trip just grinned and joined him. "I KNOW!!!!" When they had finally calmed down a bit, Trip started the car. Malcom was the one speak first. "So, what is your plan?" He couldn´t resist the urge to roll his eyes when he saw his friend´s puzzled look. "I´m suppost to have a plan?" Now that was SO like Trip. He might have had some charm that usually made many girls fall for him, but they´d drop him just as quickly, when they found out their Prince Charming was hoplessly unromantic. He few years ago he had received a love letter from girl called Ruby who used to live next door to the Tuckers. Trip had suggested they could go play ice hockey together, as a first date. From Malcom´s point of view the relationship had been meant to fail from the beginning. "Now, Trip, . as far as I know this is your first date." "Hey! I´ve had dates before!!!" "I´m talking about T´pol and yourself, stupid." "Oh.. hehe. ok then." He could do nothing but shake his head in annoyance. Why was having a serious conversation with this boy just so terribly difficult? "You´ve never been to any of the school dances. right?" "Right." "So.. I don´t want to be rude, but. can you acctually dance?" Trip´s face fell. Malcom knew he was just remembering that T´Pol had won a price for the best Disco Fox and Tango in her dance course TWICE. However his own lessons had rather been a total disaster. not good. Not good at all. "I already thought so." Malcom informed him. "I recall you having quite an embarrassing time when you tried to learn it." "Oh, Mal, what am I gonna do ? How could I forget that?" Yes, how cold he have forgotten that? It was only one year ago- and Trip had kept pityng himself for it ALL THE TIME, hadn´t he? "No idea. however, I already figured you wouldn´t have learned it over the past days. And I still owe you something for the thing with Hoshi.. " This time it was Trip´s turn to stare at his friend in awe. "You´d do that for me?" "I can´t take it back now, can I? I´d say we start practice tomorrow after school. believe your room is big enough ?" Trip turned off the engine. They had reached his house. "You´re not driving me home?" "Nope. Ya can phone your people if ya want, but we were just in the middle of an discussion that is rather important, so I won´t just let ya go now." No point arguing with him. He dragged Malcom along inside the house, where is baby sister Elisabeth was sitting in the kitchen doing some homework. "Nah, Mom ´n´Dad ain´t home." She told her brother without even looking up. "Love ya too, little sis." He opened the fridge and took out some soda and cold pizza. "C´mon Mal, let´s go upstairs." At the mentioning of Malcom´s name Elisabeth´s eyes shot up. It was common knowledge that she had a crush on her brother´s best friend. "Oh, hi, Mal, didn´t know ya were here, too." Forcfully Trip pushed him out of the room. "Better forget ´bout him, Liz. I organised him a date with Hoshi just today." Malcom was sure to be glad that he couldn´t hear the swears, she muttered under her breath. Trip anyway didn´t bother, but found the mental state of his sibling to be highly amusing. Giggling he followed Malcom up the stairs and they made themselved comfortable in his room. The radio was turned to full volume.
"Barbar`Ann, take my hand. you got me rockin´ and a´rollin´ rockin´ and a´reelin´ Barbar´Ann Bar Bar Bar Barbar´Ann
Went to a dance looking for romance saw Barbar´Ann, so I thought I´d take a chance Barbar´Ann
Bar- Bar- Bar - Barbar´Ann .."
"I kinda love the Beach Boys.. " Trip said, taking a slice of the pizza he had brought. "But now: Back to the point. I guess we were talkin´ about Friday night and that you thought I was an emotionless, totally unromantic urge-driven teenager." "I didn´t say that!" "Haha, don´t you think I didn´t get the message of your rolling your eyes!" He jumped up on his bed and dramatically pointed his finger at Malcom. His friend sighed. "You really notice everything, Sir." "Now since when are ya callin me Sir? I mean, not that I disike me being the boss, or anything.." "Oh, stop making fun of me. You were talking about the unknown place of Risa today, so if I accidently call you Sir, you should be the last one to laugh!" "True." He sat back down again. "However you said something about a plan in the car."
The "Chefs´" was the most popular haunt in town of the Highschool kids. Half the school was known to hang around there in the evenings. Trip and his friends weren´t an exeption. When he and Macom arrived, Jon was already waiting there for them. "Guess Hess is in." he told them, as they made their way to one of the tables in the middle of the room. "She really said yes?" "What did you expect her to say?" Trip sighed. He was pretty sure that Jon had had a crush on T´pol not very long ago, but happily he seemed to have lost interest in his hopfully-soon- to-be girlfriend. Still the thought of Jon "I am every girl´s dream" Archer as a rival was giving him head aches. He wasn´t too keen on talking to him right now, so he let Malcom do all the chatting and instead concentrated on the conversation of the people of the neighbouring table. Trying to hear they better he leaned in closer. ".did she?" Cutler sounded surprised. "Yeah! I tell you! For all I heard she is going with him." The boy talking was a friend of Malcom´s, whose name he failed to remember. "What about Koss?" The assistant of the school´s care taker, who was barely older than most of the students and who was nicknamed "Phlox" wanted to know. "Yes, I was quite surprised, too-" "She doesn´t even drive in his car!" This caused fists of laughter on their side, while Trip scrowled. How DARE they gossip about him? And why the hell should T´Pol want to go to the dance with Koss? And was there any reason everyone was so interessted in this damn car? Didn´t they have their own lives to take care of? But then, Hoshi, who was the queen of all gossip, had enough private live for two. Trip sighed and rubbe his temples. Somehow he didn´t feel very well. Of course everything had been normal up until now, but somehow.. he shook his head. Maybe he was just tired. Yes, that would be the reason. Still. "Ahm, Capt.Si... Jon !" What was going on here ? Hopefully he wasn´t getting sick, he had a rather VERY important date on Friday. "Yes, Trip?" "I´m getting´ myself a drink, can I bring ya something too?" "No, thanks." "You may bring ME a mike shake anyway", Malcom said and turned back to Jon. Trip got up and made his way to the bar. "Two strawberry milk shakes." he ordered and leaned against a table as he waited. Across from him was a mirror and he stared at his reflection. He hadn´t looked in a mirror all day, he had been in such a hurry in the morning. but had he always looked like that? Didn´t he somehow look . older ? He dismissed the thought and instead listened to the music from the brand new juke box that stood next to him. Elvis Preasly´s "Ain´t nothing but a hound dog". The bar keeper brought him the sodas. Before returning to their tablehe took one of them and pressed the cool glass against his forehead. Cut it out, Trip! he told hmself. You are behaving illogically. Illogically! Illogically! Illogically! He rushed towards Malcom and Jon. Illogically! What was this word reminding him of? Why would it haunt him like that? Illogically! Damn! Illogically! Illogically! Illogically! "Here you are!" Malcom smiled and took his drink. "Thanks. By the way, look who has arrived!" Hoshi, Travis and T´pol had taken the seats opposite of Malcom and Jon. "Hi." "Sorry to be the one to tell you, but you look terrible." Hoshi greeted him and carefully took a sip of Malcom´s milk shake, trying not to be noticed. "I know." Trip let himself fall into the seat between Travis and Jon. "Maybe I should go home and get some sleep. I feel like I the dead or something."
Thanks to: My very first reviewers ^-^ .Admiral Charly Corinthos - I tried to change the formations, but somehow messed up and accidently removed your review : ( .Penmom .Snow queen 2 .Nala - Whee! "You wrote Rock´nRoll baby" I LOVED that story!
Also thanks to my great beta-reader Eratta!!! : ) : ) : )
Spring Dance Part II
Later in the car Malcom just couldn´t ignor his curiousity. "Now, did you ask her out?" "Hm-m." "What did she say??? God, Trip, don´t you dare tortoure me like that!" Trip looked at him. "Yes" "YES?!?!?! Oh WOW! Congratulations, pal! That´s sooo cool!!" Malcom jumped up and down in his saet and clapped his hands like a little girl. Trip just grinned and joined him. "I KNOW!!!!" When they had finally calmed down a bit, Trip started the car. Malcom was the one speak first. "So, what is your plan?" He couldn´t resist the urge to roll his eyes when he saw his friend´s puzzled look. "I´m suppost to have a plan?" Now that was SO like Trip. He might have had some charm that usually made many girls fall for him, but they´d drop him just as quickly, when they found out their Prince Charming was hoplessly unromantic. He few years ago he had received a love letter from girl called Ruby who used to live next door to the Tuckers. Trip had suggested they could go play ice hockey together, as a first date. From Malcom´s point of view the relationship had been meant to fail from the beginning. "Now, Trip, . as far as I know this is your first date." "Hey! I´ve had dates before!!!" "I´m talking about T´pol and yourself, stupid." "Oh.. hehe. ok then." He could do nothing but shake his head in annoyance. Why was having a serious conversation with this boy just so terribly difficult? "You´ve never been to any of the school dances. right?" "Right." "So.. I don´t want to be rude, but. can you acctually dance?" Trip´s face fell. Malcom knew he was just remembering that T´Pol had won a price for the best Disco Fox and Tango in her dance course TWICE. However his own lessons had rather been a total disaster. not good. Not good at all. "I already thought so." Malcom informed him. "I recall you having quite an embarrassing time when you tried to learn it." "Oh, Mal, what am I gonna do ? How could I forget that?" Yes, how cold he have forgotten that? It was only one year ago- and Trip had kept pityng himself for it ALL THE TIME, hadn´t he? "No idea. however, I already figured you wouldn´t have learned it over the past days. And I still owe you something for the thing with Hoshi.. " This time it was Trip´s turn to stare at his friend in awe. "You´d do that for me?" "I can´t take it back now, can I? I´d say we start practice tomorrow after school. believe your room is big enough ?" Trip turned off the engine. They had reached his house. "You´re not driving me home?" "Nope. Ya can phone your people if ya want, but we were just in the middle of an discussion that is rather important, so I won´t just let ya go now." No point arguing with him. He dragged Malcom along inside the house, where is baby sister Elisabeth was sitting in the kitchen doing some homework. "Nah, Mom ´n´Dad ain´t home." She told her brother without even looking up. "Love ya too, little sis." He opened the fridge and took out some soda and cold pizza. "C´mon Mal, let´s go upstairs." At the mentioning of Malcom´s name Elisabeth´s eyes shot up. It was common knowledge that she had a crush on her brother´s best friend. "Oh, hi, Mal, didn´t know ya were here, too." Forcfully Trip pushed him out of the room. "Better forget ´bout him, Liz. I organised him a date with Hoshi just today." Malcom was sure to be glad that he couldn´t hear the swears, she muttered under her breath. Trip anyway didn´t bother, but found the mental state of his sibling to be highly amusing. Giggling he followed Malcom up the stairs and they made themselved comfortable in his room. The radio was turned to full volume.
"Barbar`Ann, take my hand. you got me rockin´ and a´rollin´ rockin´ and a´reelin´ Barbar´Ann Bar Bar Bar Barbar´Ann
Went to a dance looking for romance saw Barbar´Ann, so I thought I´d take a chance Barbar´Ann
Bar- Bar- Bar - Barbar´Ann .."
"I kinda love the Beach Boys.. " Trip said, taking a slice of the pizza he had brought. "But now: Back to the point. I guess we were talkin´ about Friday night and that you thought I was an emotionless, totally unromantic urge-driven teenager." "I didn´t say that!" "Haha, don´t you think I didn´t get the message of your rolling your eyes!" He jumped up on his bed and dramatically pointed his finger at Malcom. His friend sighed. "You really notice everything, Sir." "Now since when are ya callin me Sir? I mean, not that I disike me being the boss, or anything.." "Oh, stop making fun of me. You were talking about the unknown place of Risa today, so if I accidently call you Sir, you should be the last one to laugh!" "True." He sat back down again. "However you said something about a plan in the car."
The "Chefs´" was the most popular haunt in town of the Highschool kids. Half the school was known to hang around there in the evenings. Trip and his friends weren´t an exeption. When he and Macom arrived, Jon was already waiting there for them. "Guess Hess is in." he told them, as they made their way to one of the tables in the middle of the room. "She really said yes?" "What did you expect her to say?" Trip sighed. He was pretty sure that Jon had had a crush on T´pol not very long ago, but happily he seemed to have lost interest in his hopfully-soon- to-be girlfriend. Still the thought of Jon "I am every girl´s dream" Archer as a rival was giving him head aches. He wasn´t too keen on talking to him right now, so he let Malcom do all the chatting and instead concentrated on the conversation of the people of the neighbouring table. Trying to hear they better he leaned in closer. ".did she?" Cutler sounded surprised. "Yeah! I tell you! For all I heard she is going with him." The boy talking was a friend of Malcom´s, whose name he failed to remember. "What about Koss?" The assistant of the school´s care taker, who was barely older than most of the students and who was nicknamed "Phlox" wanted to know. "Yes, I was quite surprised, too-" "She doesn´t even drive in his car!" This caused fists of laughter on their side, while Trip scrowled. How DARE they gossip about him? And why the hell should T´Pol want to go to the dance with Koss? And was there any reason everyone was so interessted in this damn car? Didn´t they have their own lives to take care of? But then, Hoshi, who was the queen of all gossip, had enough private live for two. Trip sighed and rubbe his temples. Somehow he didn´t feel very well. Of course everything had been normal up until now, but somehow.. he shook his head. Maybe he was just tired. Yes, that would be the reason. Still. "Ahm, Capt.Si... Jon !" What was going on here ? Hopefully he wasn´t getting sick, he had a rather VERY important date on Friday. "Yes, Trip?" "I´m getting´ myself a drink, can I bring ya something too?" "No, thanks." "You may bring ME a mike shake anyway", Malcom said and turned back to Jon. Trip got up and made his way to the bar. "Two strawberry milk shakes." he ordered and leaned against a table as he waited. Across from him was a mirror and he stared at his reflection. He hadn´t looked in a mirror all day, he had been in such a hurry in the morning. but had he always looked like that? Didn´t he somehow look . older ? He dismissed the thought and instead listened to the music from the brand new juke box that stood next to him. Elvis Preasly´s "Ain´t nothing but a hound dog". The bar keeper brought him the sodas. Before returning to their tablehe took one of them and pressed the cool glass against his forehead. Cut it out, Trip! he told hmself. You are behaving illogically. Illogically! Illogically! Illogically! He rushed towards Malcom and Jon. Illogically! What was this word reminding him of? Why would it haunt him like that? Illogically! Damn! Illogically! Illogically! Illogically! "Here you are!" Malcom smiled and took his drink. "Thanks. By the way, look who has arrived!" Hoshi, Travis and T´pol had taken the seats opposite of Malcom and Jon. "Hi." "Sorry to be the one to tell you, but you look terrible." Hoshi greeted him and carefully took a sip of Malcom´s milk shake, trying not to be noticed. "I know." Trip let himself fall into the seat between Travis and Jon. "Maybe I should go home and get some sleep. I feel like I the dead or something."