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Begin the fic:
"2005!" the crew screamed.
"What? They haven't developed laser cannons yet!" Malcolm said.
"We haven't even begun to discover other worlds!" Hoshi shouted.
"They didn't even have warp 1!" Trip protested.
"They barely even put a shuttle on Mars!" Travis said.
"The Vulcan High Command had not taken an interest in Earth yet," T'Pol stated.
"Starfleet hadn't even been founded!" Archer said, tears in his eyes.
The entire Enterprise crew looked at each other.
"Ahhh!"
at the Pentagon
"Sir, there's something you'll want to see." A young soldier approached his commanding officer. "It came in half an hour ago," he said.
The admiral gazed at the picture. It showed a starship positioned in orbit. What interested the admiral the most was the array of weapons the ship appeared to have.
"Major, contact the President. I have something that he'll want to know," the admiral said.
back at starbucks
"What are we gonna to do?" Trip asked. The crew had calmed down after their initial outburst and were now trying to formulate a plan.
"First thing, we'll want to get out of these uniforms," Travis said. "I mean, everybody already thinks that we're some sort of circus freaks."
Everybody but T'Pol nodded in agreement.
"What is a circus freak?" she asked as politely as she could.
the white house
"Mr. President, there's an urgent call on the red line!" the secretary of the president said. The president picked up the phone to find a Russian on the other end.
"I trust you have noticed the mysterious object floating in space?" he asked.
"Yes, of course," the President responded. "My satellites picked up an hour ago."
"And how do I know that you didn't send it to destroy my country?" the Russian asked. "From the looks of those weapons, they probably could."
"Please sir," the president said. "I know exactly what this is."
at a local outlet
T'Pol and Hoshi emerged from the clothes store. They had just finished purchasing new clothes to blend into the women from the 21st century. Hoshi wore a mini skirt and a long sleeved top while T'Pol wore black jeans and a hot pink shirt. The pink had been Hoshi's idea, as had the hat they had bought to cover T'Pol's Vulcan ears.
After arriving at the local McDonald's they looked around for the guys. Eventually, they saw them. Archer, Trip, Travis, and Malcolm all wore blue jeans and different colored t-shirts. After the brief greetings, they turned and entered the McDonald's for lunch.
When it was time to order, Archer stepped forward. "Hi, I'll have a Double Quarter Pounder and…."
"Mc Chicken Salad," Malcolm responded.
"The biggest burger you can get me, with the works," ordered Trip.
"I think I'll have a plain hamburger," said Travis.
"A Happy Meal for me!" chirped Hoshi.
"T'Pol?" Archer asked. "Do you want a cheeseburger?"
T'Pol tried to collect herself. "What is a cheeseburger?" she asked.
Ignoring the stare of the cashier, Archer ordered her a meal with a burger, french fries and chicken nuggets.
When their order was ready, they sat down at a table. Everybody but T'Pol dug in quickly.
"Am I supposed to eat this?" she asked, poking at her cheeseburger with disdain.
"Come on T'Pol, you can't tell me you've never heard of fast food!" Trip exclaimed.
"No," T'Pol answered. Standing a french fry on end she asked, "What's so speedy about it?" watching it flop down to the table.
"I know!" Trip said. "I'll get you an ice cream! Everybody loves ice cream!"
Walking back up to the register, he asked, "Can I have two ice cream cones?" he asked.
"Chocolate or vanilla?" the employee asked.
Trip hesitated. Knowing T'Pol and what he knew about the Vulcans in general, he'd be best off ordering… "One chocolate and one vanilla please."
Walking back to the table, he handed T'Pol the vanilla ice cream cone, keeping the chocolate one for himself.
T'Pol looked at the ice cream in her hand. "How am I supposed to eat this?" she asked.
"Oh, it's easy," Trip said. Licking the ice cream he held, he grinned at T'Pol's startled expression. "That's how you eat ice cream!"
Licking the ice cream as she had seen Trip do, T'Pol hesitantly rolled the flavor around in her mouth. The crew watched her with baited breath.
"This is," she said opening her eyes. "Good."
The Enterprise crew smiled.
at the white house
The President turned around his swivel chair. "Yes?" he asked.
"Sir, we've had fragments of the ship carbon dated," the admiral said.
"And?" the President prompted.
"We couldn't get a reading sir," the admiral responded. "The carbon molecules don't line up correctly."
"What do you know?" the President asked, exasperated.
"That ship definitely isn't from the present or the past," the admiral stated.
"I know that!" the President exclaimed. "Why am I paying you to do this if I could just figure it out myself?"
"Sir, some of our officers have a theory……well, just a theory really……but,"
"Get to the point already!" the President ground his teeth together in frustration.
"All right," the admiral relented. "We believe that this space ship is from the future."
end of chapter
Sorry it was short, but it's an update. I have to keep reminding myself that Enterprise has way less fans than Yu-Gi-Oh and I have to be patient waiting for reviews. Speaking of reviews, please press the "go" button down there if you want more story! Don't worry, the little box won't kill you and it will make me happy! Again thanks to Luna, the first reviewer!