~*~Disclaimer-me no own~*~ Bloody hell! 16 reviews for one chapter! Me
thinks story idea very popular! So just to be nice I decided to add an
extra chapter before I said I would seeing as how I put up another chapter
of Sometimes I Stare and A Simple Cold. It has nothing to do with me not
having the will power to resist writing this.....honestly......or at least
I'm sure it doesn't! ~*~
Malcolm stared mutinously at the pile of mash potatoes on his tray. He'd been sat there mulling over his situation then when he looked up he found he'd made a 2d mash potato sculpture.
He couldn't help but for a fleeting moment think of loading up his spoon and catapulting it at Trip.
He was brought out of his thoughts by a shower of peas raining down on him.
"Hey!" He cried indignantly, "What was that for?!"
Trip grinned and said something which Malcolm couldn't quite make out because he had his mouth full.
Malcolm waited a moment before pinging potato back at him.
"Food fight!" Trip exclaimed, laughing.
Within seconds the air was thick with potato, peas, broccoli, sausage etc, etc.
Malcolm stopped firing, spoon poised in the air as sickbay doors opened. Something big and meaty sent him flying backwards toppling off the biobed.
"Are ya alright Mal?" Trip asked worriedly.
"Yes," came the wobbly reply.
"What's going on in here?!" Archer exclaimed, not quite deciding whether to be angry or amused.
"He started it!" Malcolm piped up from the floor wiping his eyes quickly as he got to his feet.
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"I don't care who started it I'm finishing it!" Archer told them sternly.
Archer didn't have the heart to punish them, the way they were looking at him, with sheepish expressions and big puppy dog eyes.
"Where's Doctor Phlox?" Archer asked finally.
Trip waved his arm vaguely in one direction.
Malcolm glared at him as Archer went in search of Phlox.
"What?!" Trip exclaimed looking guilty.
"You got me into trouble," Malcolm scowled.
He reached up to the biobed and with some difficulty managed to climb back onto it.
"Did ya hurt yourself?" Trip asked.
"I scraped my knee," said Malcolm, "And it really hurts."
Trip looked at him strangely.
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"How are we supposed to see how they react to their younglings, if the subjects still have their full memory!" Fayla snapped, drumming her hand impatiently against the console.
"Don't worry! I'll just use the device to adjust their memories." Jac'tir assured her.
"Are you positive their physician won't locate it?" Fayla asked worriedly.
"Yes, even if he does, he won't be able to remove it without killing them- only I have the means and the knowledge to remove it." Jac'tir replied.
"Reduce the youngest' memory to 1572 days and the older one to 2302 days," Fayla instructed. "Are you sure this won't harm them permanently?"
"Yes! I told you! All the effects are reversible! This is only a reconnaissance mission." Jac'tir snapped tapping away on a small emerald green box.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trip cleaned up some of the mess while Malcolm slept. He had noticed something was up but couldn't quite place his finger on it. Malcolm had said something about his knee then had fallen asleep almost straight away.
Trip yawned and looked around at what remained of their dinner.
"Who cares?" He mumbled sleepily, "I'm a kid-I have an excuse."
He slipped to the ground and was instantly asleep.
* * *
Doctor Phlox and Archer watched as Malcolm stirred and opened his eyes. He leapt up in fear and pressed himself against the wall.
"Who are you?" he asked trembling, "Where am I? Where's my mum?"
"Malcolm, you're on Enterprise," Archer told him exchanging worried glances with Phlox.
"Enterprise?" Malcolm asked slowly, sliding into a sitting position.
"Don't you remember?" Archer asked worriedly.
Malcolm shook his head.
"Do you know what the year is Malcolm?" Doctor Phlox asked, studying his face intently.
"Where's my mum?" Malcolm asked in a small voice.
~*~Heh heh heh, cute-gotta love little kids. Anyway if you want more read and review-please feel free to point out any mistakes bits you don't like it's all helpful!~*~
Malcolm stared mutinously at the pile of mash potatoes on his tray. He'd been sat there mulling over his situation then when he looked up he found he'd made a 2d mash potato sculpture.
He couldn't help but for a fleeting moment think of loading up his spoon and catapulting it at Trip.
He was brought out of his thoughts by a shower of peas raining down on him.
"Hey!" He cried indignantly, "What was that for?!"
Trip grinned and said something which Malcolm couldn't quite make out because he had his mouth full.
Malcolm waited a moment before pinging potato back at him.
"Food fight!" Trip exclaimed, laughing.
Within seconds the air was thick with potato, peas, broccoli, sausage etc, etc.
Malcolm stopped firing, spoon poised in the air as sickbay doors opened. Something big and meaty sent him flying backwards toppling off the biobed.
"Are ya alright Mal?" Trip asked worriedly.
"Yes," came the wobbly reply.
"What's going on in here?!" Archer exclaimed, not quite deciding whether to be angry or amused.
"He started it!" Malcolm piped up from the floor wiping his eyes quickly as he got to his feet.
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"I don't care who started it I'm finishing it!" Archer told them sternly.
Archer didn't have the heart to punish them, the way they were looking at him, with sheepish expressions and big puppy dog eyes.
"Where's Doctor Phlox?" Archer asked finally.
Trip waved his arm vaguely in one direction.
Malcolm glared at him as Archer went in search of Phlox.
"What?!" Trip exclaimed looking guilty.
"You got me into trouble," Malcolm scowled.
He reached up to the biobed and with some difficulty managed to climb back onto it.
"Did ya hurt yourself?" Trip asked.
"I scraped my knee," said Malcolm, "And it really hurts."
Trip looked at him strangely.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"How are we supposed to see how they react to their younglings, if the subjects still have their full memory!" Fayla snapped, drumming her hand impatiently against the console.
"Don't worry! I'll just use the device to adjust their memories." Jac'tir assured her.
"Are you positive their physician won't locate it?" Fayla asked worriedly.
"Yes, even if he does, he won't be able to remove it without killing them- only I have the means and the knowledge to remove it." Jac'tir replied.
"Reduce the youngest' memory to 1572 days and the older one to 2302 days," Fayla instructed. "Are you sure this won't harm them permanently?"
"Yes! I told you! All the effects are reversible! This is only a reconnaissance mission." Jac'tir snapped tapping away on a small emerald green box.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trip cleaned up some of the mess while Malcolm slept. He had noticed something was up but couldn't quite place his finger on it. Malcolm had said something about his knee then had fallen asleep almost straight away.
Trip yawned and looked around at what remained of their dinner.
"Who cares?" He mumbled sleepily, "I'm a kid-I have an excuse."
He slipped to the ground and was instantly asleep.
* * *
Doctor Phlox and Archer watched as Malcolm stirred and opened his eyes. He leapt up in fear and pressed himself against the wall.
"Who are you?" he asked trembling, "Where am I? Where's my mum?"
"Malcolm, you're on Enterprise," Archer told him exchanging worried glances with Phlox.
"Enterprise?" Malcolm asked slowly, sliding into a sitting position.
"Don't you remember?" Archer asked worriedly.
Malcolm shook his head.
"Do you know what the year is Malcolm?" Doctor Phlox asked, studying his face intently.
"Where's my mum?" Malcolm asked in a small voice.
~*~Heh heh heh, cute-gotta love little kids. Anyway if you want more read and review-please feel free to point out any mistakes bits you don't like it's all helpful!~*~