SNIFF I WISH I OWNED HARPER.
A/N: HEY PPLZ THIS IS MY FIRST ANDROMEDA FANFIC, SO GO EASY.
ORIGINAL CREW, AND YES TRANCE IS STILL PURPLE. I'M A SUCKER FOR PURPLE TRANCE; SHE'S CUTER, AND THE TAIL ROCKS!
SUMMARY: DYLAN AND THE ANDROMEDA CREW ARE STRANDED WHEN THEY CRASH LAND ON AN UNINHABITED DESERT PLANET. CAN THEY FIX THE SHIP BEFORE THE HEAT KILLS THEM…
TRANCE/HARPER PAIRINGS IMPLIED. (TRARPER) BCUZ I THINK TRANCE AND HARPER GO GOOD TOGETHER
STRANDED
CHAPTER TWO:
REVENGE IS A DISH BEST SERVED COLD.
Seamus had to admit that the last prank was on the border of nasty…Okay, so it had completely jumped the border of nasty, and landed in a heap on the field of completely cruel.
He took the entire blow. It had been, after all, his fault.
Rommie, himself and Trance were thinking of a way to prank Beka and Dylan at the same time, but nothing came.
Except the whole faking the destruction of the Maru and their own deaths.
Rommie and Trance were hesitant, both wanting to do something harmless and fun, like water bombs or the bucket of sludge trick, but no, Seamus Zalazne Harper used his charm and intelligence to con the two women into the prank.
So they pulled it off, and they got back onto the ship without much of an incidence, and Harper didn't start feeling guilty until Rommie appeared in his quarters, telling him that Beka was crying her eyes out.
He went to her, and he came out advising anyone he came across, that the boss wasn't feeling to hot, and that they should avoid contact with her for at least the next twenty four hours.
They just laughed at him and moved on, not because they didn't believe him, but this because this fact was so obvious, as clear as the broken and bleeding nose on his face.
Trance was eventually able to get through to her, and she got over it, but not so much as to forget the idea of revenge.
So the crew of the Andromeda, pranking company discluded, sat in the conference room, contemplating an ideal prank to get back at the joke players.
"Usually, I am not one for revenge, but the divine has directed me and opened a way, so I will follow it,"
Rev Bem said solemnly, breaking a comfortable silence.
"I have to agree with you magog, he is an annoying little man, and he needs to be taught a lesson," Tyr countered.
Dylan gave them all a small smile.
"Lets get to business,"
They spent the next hour discussing the best possible ay to get back at them, and then Beka had a stroke of genius.
"We could pretend we're under attack, and send them around the ship, making sure all systems are still operational, and while they're trying to get around, we do stuff, flicking lights on and off, artificial gravity, internal defences, you know basically fuck with their minds," she suggested.
Dylan was momentarily hesitant, but after a minute, a wide smile spread across his features.
"Sounds good, lets do it, only Rommie does need to know, we are, after all, using her,"
Seamus was sitting in the Maru, thinking about what he had done, when he heard sobs echoing through the old ship. He stood up from his spot in the engine room and frowned, looking around for the source of the noise. Harper walked through the ship, and then he spotted it.
A long purple tail, twitched in the air above him, as the purple girls body, the one the tail belonged to, racked with sobs.
"Trance?" Seamus called softly.
She squeaked and fell in a heap on the floor, having lost her balance when she jumped in fright.
"Are you okay?" he asked, rushing to help her up.
"Uh huh," she said softly, avoiding his eyes.
"Don't lie to me Trance, what's up?" Seamus knew something was going on, and he wouldn't let Trance go anywhere until he found out what was wrong, and tried to fix it.
Apparently, Trance knew this also.
"Something's going to happen, Seamus, something bad, and I can feel it," she whispered softly, turning away as a single tear rolled down her face.
God she looks so beautiful when she cries.
"What do you man Trance?" he asked, tilting his head to one side, much like a curious puppy would.
"I can't tell for sure, but it'll happen, and soon,"
That's when the red alert sounded. They were under attack.
Or so Harper and Trace thought.
Dylan's voice filled the ship, as the vessel rocked violently.
"Harper! Trance, we need you to go around the ship, and make sure everything is locked down. All systems and files. But stay together!"
The two glanced at each other, and set off at a run, to do all that the captain commanded.
Tyr chuckled, hiding in a dark corner, watching the two young ones run by. "Idiots," he muttered.
The job was proving more difficult than Seamus first anticipated, as systems like artificial gravity kept going offline. One minute, he and Trance would e running, the next, they would be lying flat on the ground, unable to move. Sparks flew everywhere as the Andromeda Ascendant rocked side to side, a little maneuver pulled off by none other than Beka Valentine.
On the command Deck, they had all view screens, showing various parts of the ship, and the crew sat back to watch the show.
Beka sniggered as she pulled off a particularly violent jerk, and watched as Seamus went sprawling to the floor. Trance extended her hand to help him up, but once he was on his feet, she didn't let go. She continued to grip his hand, as they run through the ship, constantly interrupted by internal defenses and the grav. Plating.
"Adorable," Beka said flatly, watching the screen carefully as the two entered machine shop seven.
"Ok Rommie, lock the doors to machine shop 7, and turn all systems off, except life support of course. Oh and lower the temperature in the machine shop by 15 degrees," she instructed.
She would never do anything to hurt her engineer, or her good luck charm.
It was just that revenge was a dish best served cold.
Well there's chapter two, review please!
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