~*~Disclaimer=me no own~*~ Well I've started off two new stories but I'm
not going to continue them until Sometimes I stare and A Simple Cold are
finished they're just tasters for the story to come alright? This is based
on a saying which I use quite a lot I may have used it in reviews I've left
for people: Bless their little cotton socks! This story is written purely
to satisfy my own amusement!~*~
"Captain, the shuttle's just appeared on sensors." said Travis.
"Hoshi try an open a channel." ordered Archer.
He waited a moment while Hoshi tapped away at her console.
"Got them sir, audio only." She said moments later.
"Trip, Malcolm, you had us worried-are you alright?" asked Archer
The voice that answered was a clipped British accent but sounded unlike Malcolm's normal voice.
"In a way you could say that. We've encountered a slight problem."
"What's the matter?"
"I'm not tall enough to reach some of the controls."
"Excuse me?"
"We were knocked out by a shot, when I came round I found out that myself and Commander Tucker were no longer......adult."
"Care to elaborate Malcolm?"
"I'm four years old sir."
"Malcolm this is no time to be joking."
"I wish I were sir, this is very embarrassing."
"We'll pick you up-is Trip alright?"
"He's unconscious."
"How old is he?"
"He looks about six sir."
"How come he's older?"
"He's older than me anyway sir." Hoshi cut the communication.
"Have Phlox meet them in the shuttlebay once we've picked them up," Archer ordered.
"Can it be possible sir?" Hoshi asked. "Surely he can't be telling the truth."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shuttlebay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Archer waited with anticipation as the shuttle pod door opened.
"Don't say a word Jon." said Trip scowling.
A small boy with scruffy blonde hair and blue eyes climbed out closely followed by a smaller boy with brown hair and blue eyes. Both had identical expressions of embarrassment on their faces.
"Trip? Malcolm? Is that you?" Archer asked, trying not to grin. "What happened?"
"That's what I'd like to know!" Malcolm exploded.
"Lets get you to Sickbay," said Phlox. "I can find out more there."
One of the Medical technicians made as if to pick Malcolm up.
"You pick me up and I swear I will stick the nearest sharp pointy object up your arse!" Malcolm hissed.
He backed off.
"Come on," said Phlox smiling.
Malcolm's cheeks were crimson as he walked to sickbay passing various crewmembers on the way.
"Oh bless their little cotton socks, aren't they cute! Look they even have mini uniforms how adorable!" he heard one crewwoman coo.
"Bloody brilliant, Chief Armoury Officer is 'cute' and 'adorable'," he muttered.
He exchanged glances with Trip.
"It's alright for you," Malcolm murmured, "You're two years older than me."
Trip grinned.
"I wouldn't worry, you make a cute kid." Trip teased.
Malcolm went even redder and kept his head down.
Once in Sickbay he allowed himself to be lifted up onto a biobed and didn't say a word while Phlox performed tests.
"What exactly do you remember?" Archer asked hopefully.
"Everything was going fine, then this ship turned up, fired one shot knocked us both out. When Ah woke up an' saw Malcolm Ah knew somethin' was wrong." Trip replied.
"How do you feel?" asked Archer curiously.
"Smaller." Malcolm and Trip replied in unison.
* * *
"Captain, they are Lieutenant Reed and Commander Tucker but as to how they got this way I don't know," Phlox informed Archer "I'll need to run some more tests."
Archer nodded.
"Ensign Sato offered to bring them food" Phlox continued. "But other than that I would prefer if they weren't to have visitors until I know the cause for this.......regression."
~*~Heh heh heh, well ya know what to do! Read and review!~*~
"Captain, the shuttle's just appeared on sensors." said Travis.
"Hoshi try an open a channel." ordered Archer.
He waited a moment while Hoshi tapped away at her console.
"Got them sir, audio only." She said moments later.
"Trip, Malcolm, you had us worried-are you alright?" asked Archer
The voice that answered was a clipped British accent but sounded unlike Malcolm's normal voice.
"In a way you could say that. We've encountered a slight problem."
"What's the matter?"
"I'm not tall enough to reach some of the controls."
"Excuse me?"
"We were knocked out by a shot, when I came round I found out that myself and Commander Tucker were no longer......adult."
"Care to elaborate Malcolm?"
"I'm four years old sir."
"Malcolm this is no time to be joking."
"I wish I were sir, this is very embarrassing."
"We'll pick you up-is Trip alright?"
"He's unconscious."
"How old is he?"
"He looks about six sir."
"How come he's older?"
"He's older than me anyway sir." Hoshi cut the communication.
"Have Phlox meet them in the shuttlebay once we've picked them up," Archer ordered.
"Can it be possible sir?" Hoshi asked. "Surely he can't be telling the truth."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shuttlebay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Archer waited with anticipation as the shuttle pod door opened.
"Don't say a word Jon." said Trip scowling.
A small boy with scruffy blonde hair and blue eyes climbed out closely followed by a smaller boy with brown hair and blue eyes. Both had identical expressions of embarrassment on their faces.
"Trip? Malcolm? Is that you?" Archer asked, trying not to grin. "What happened?"
"That's what I'd like to know!" Malcolm exploded.
"Lets get you to Sickbay," said Phlox. "I can find out more there."
One of the Medical technicians made as if to pick Malcolm up.
"You pick me up and I swear I will stick the nearest sharp pointy object up your arse!" Malcolm hissed.
He backed off.
"Come on," said Phlox smiling.
Malcolm's cheeks were crimson as he walked to sickbay passing various crewmembers on the way.
"Oh bless their little cotton socks, aren't they cute! Look they even have mini uniforms how adorable!" he heard one crewwoman coo.
"Bloody brilliant, Chief Armoury Officer is 'cute' and 'adorable'," he muttered.
He exchanged glances with Trip.
"It's alright for you," Malcolm murmured, "You're two years older than me."
Trip grinned.
"I wouldn't worry, you make a cute kid." Trip teased.
Malcolm went even redder and kept his head down.
Once in Sickbay he allowed himself to be lifted up onto a biobed and didn't say a word while Phlox performed tests.
"What exactly do you remember?" Archer asked hopefully.
"Everything was going fine, then this ship turned up, fired one shot knocked us both out. When Ah woke up an' saw Malcolm Ah knew somethin' was wrong." Trip replied.
"How do you feel?" asked Archer curiously.
"Smaller." Malcolm and Trip replied in unison.
* * *
"Captain, they are Lieutenant Reed and Commander Tucker but as to how they got this way I don't know," Phlox informed Archer "I'll need to run some more tests."
Archer nodded.
"Ensign Sato offered to bring them food" Phlox continued. "But other than that I would prefer if they weren't to have visitors until I know the cause for this.......regression."
~*~Heh heh heh, well ya know what to do! Read and review!~*~