The Universe According to Nyota

Beta Reader: I've Done Stranger (ivedonestranger)

Totally Tribbled

Chapter 1


Nyota's thoughts about the cute creatures.

I celebrated my birthday in March 2022, and I had the best time releasing multiple chapters for my loyal readers. At my job, I met a fellow trekkie, and he pulled out tribbles out of his pocket like Cyrano Jones LOL, so he gave me one. Then one of my best friends knows I'm TOS Trekkie, and I love Spock and Uhura. For a gift she sent me a snow globe with Uhura and these tiny tribbles all around her. It was so cute, that I decided to do a small story on Nyota and the little cuties.


Nyota Uhura's POV:

I'm part of the elite bridge crew, ELITE! One of the few women stationed on the primary deck of the ship.

Did I say Elite?

The happiest moment of my life was being assigned to the Enterprise. it's legendary commanders such as Archer, April and Pike and now Kirk. One should be proud, I am proud to have this moment, time and experience of serving on the greatest flag ship in the fleet. I did tell you that I am one of the elite bridge crew. Yes!

I want to make sure we have that clear, because I went through Star fleet Academy with a high ranking of 4.0 grade average. The youngest, smartest and intelligent women at the prestigious place. I worked hard to maintain decorum in all my subjects, respected by all my professors, instructors, and peers:

I have class 4 rating in flight school and navigation.

I have class 5.5 in computer software programing.

I speak over 60 known federation languages.

I am able to code and decode known and unknown messages.

I am able to sing high and low octave and Capella.

I studied 75% Terran cultural languages.

I studied and mastered the difficult Vulcan language and the Ka'athra.

I did all those things and proud of it, but I feel,...I feel so… I feel so alone.

I've been told that I am a beautiful woman, desired by all walks of male species. I can blink and wink my eyes and men fall at my feet.

I can give seductive smile, they melt in my hands.

But yet.. I feel alone.

Should I feel like that?

At first, I was attracted, wait a minute maybe I thought I was attracted to Captain Kirk- the hero who saves the day, rather the ship. I would watch Kirk at work, the man knows his job. The man is sexy, wait- he's walking sex because every time I see him with women and things, they would fall at his feet. He does has this command about him that makes him attractive, he is attractive that the female crew talks about him. He has swagger in his walk and talk. I haven't seen a woman yet to say no to him. He's a fantasy, well at least to me he was, until Platonious. That changed me, effected me, his kiss just didn't do it for me, after that ,I didn't see Kirk as desire anymore. Plus he is married to his ship, will do anything for Enterprise-weird.

Oh well, alone.

Then there is Chekov, he's so cute you just want to cuddle him, I love his accent which he fights to get rid of. Like I didn't know that Riley and Chekov have crushes on me, I am deeply flattered, but they are both so young. Pavel would follow me everywhere the cutie patootie, they both weren't my type, I mean they are good looking. Not into them, you know what I mean? Their just kids and sometimes they acted like it. I need a real man.

Still alone.

Then Hikaru Sulu, oh my. He as so obvious, he has the cutest eyes. I mean Sulu is handsome, with his cute little chiseled body, I was able to touch his bronzish gold skin during his D'Artagnan show. Plus, I always catching staring at me, like he's.. always thinking about sex with me. Mind you Sulu is nice and all, but I saw him as friendly flirt. I did tease, that's because I was checking if I still got my groove. A girl needs to know if she still got it, I thought at one point I've lost my mojo.

Again alone.

Now there is Scotty, now that caught me off guard. I didn't know he had a crush on me, it hit me kind of broad sided. The man was known for fixing the engines and talking in the second person about his ladies purring. I mean he's not bad looking, I mean he does have a nice pair of legs, especially when he were his kilt. I think men should show of their legs more often, and see how they like it trying to maneuver around the ship like we do! As much as like Scotty, I wasn't into him, he is sweet in his way. Could you imagine Scotty sweet talking to you when he compares your eyes to dilithuim crystals or parts of your body reminds him of nacelles? Not romantic at all, if that makes a girl move on, that would. It would make girl feel jealous that all that's on his mind if the engines are humming. Okay!

That made me feel real lonely.

I bet your wondering where I'm going with this? It's my story and I'm telling it my way, so bare with me. It has a lot to deal with my plight.

Now this is real bad, BO-MA!

The man is gorgeous, fine piece of meat, tight curly hair, and killer smile. Boma and Kirk could be twins the way the work the women on the ship. I was attracted to Boma for the moment I saw him. We both flirted, teased, smiled and played the game. Then, when I kissed him- IT WAS THE BEST! The man can kiss, it melted me. This was my chance for happiness, then the sucker went off. He got totally possessive, threatening, bullying my male friends. Then he must have lost his mind during one of the mission's he bit off Mr. Spock's head. I was pissed, who did he think he is? Sam thought he ruled the universe, his arrogance was too much. My short lived so-called romance killed by pride and arrogance.

Really? This is bad alone.

Now, my last person on this list of my loneliness is Mr. Spock.

Commander Spock

The Vulcan

Yummy Mr. Spock

Those eyes

those arched eyebrows

Those pointed ears -uhm mm

You know his blood is green

Christine says it looks like emerald green

I have red blood

Red and green go together you know

hence, my green hooped earrings, with matching nails, coordinates with the red uniform. You think?

He's the silent type, tall dark, mysterious, all man.

I remember when I first met him. I materialized and almost stumbled off the platform with my duffle bags.

I would never imagined that I would be working with a legendary Mr. Spock. It was attraction at first sight, but he was my commander. So I was serious business, was it easy? Nope-I found myself staring at him, turning my chair slightly to keep him in my sites. Then I just had to find out if Vulcan ruled all the time, he never smiled, spoke when necessary. I remembered, I was bold on that day, when I teased him about how Vulcan would look on a lazy evening when the moon is full.

I watched the man sweat, pull on his collar, for a moment he was tongue tied. I thought for that moment he was going to say something romantic. I really did. Then at the last second his logic prevailed.

"Vulcan has no moon Miss Uhura."

That's right "Miss Uhura" the way he said that title sounded so intimate to me.

"Miss Uhura takeover navigation"

"Miss Uhura open a channel"

"Miss Uhura are you alright"

what a gentlemen he is to say that to a lady.

Oh, Oh, the best part is when the ship is tossed or turned or hit by something. I find myself on the floor, and Spock is always there to pick me up, he scoops me up under my arms like I weigh nothing.

Just to get the chance to look into his eyes, lean back against his chest, hoping it would last forever. I would find myself waiting for the next jolt, hey- just sliding out of chair for the fun of it for him to pick me up.

I would fantasized at night that Spock was in my alcove ready to ravish me, boy was I ready to be ravished.

Whoa, give me a minute as I fan myself, I got worked up thinking about it.

Just for Spock to pick me, and slightly hold me, or handing him disks and barely touching, that how close I get to that sexy man. That was my secret, the romance of him.

But it turns out that I'm not the only one.

Christine Chapel let be known she was in love with my commander.

that's right, MY COMMANDER!

She declared her love for him when the crew were induced by a virus. She was more lovie dovie than I was, she rubbed in my face that he touched her hand, caressed his face and share consciousness. What really got me was I watched her kiss him, yuck the b tch.

Things haven't been well with Christine and I, both of us jockeying for Spock's attention, pulling each other's hair extensions, scratching and snarling.

That was site to see, two intelligent women fighting over Mr. Spock and he didn't even know it.

Imagine fighting over someone who haven't even gave you the time of day?

I was so disappointed in myself.

Seriously, I got issues with this loneliness.

Look how desperate I become.

Then we both would stare each other down, thinking we had the better advantage. I knew I did, because I can see Spock everyday on the bridge, about 8-10 feet from him. I had the best view of the man's gluteus maximus, broad shoulders, and I get to drool all day.

What?

Still wondering where this is going?

Wait! things get worse for me.

The word on the ship that Commander Spock needed a vacation back to Vulcan right away!

The ship was buzzing, going back and forth with orders from Star Fleet, I looked at my man, he did seem tired for a Vulcan maybe he does need break. Then when we reached Vulcan, orbiting, I was thinking that Mr. Spock was safely home for rest.

Then the main monitor projected the most beautiful Vulcan woman, her hair perfectly styled, make-up blended, her brows were sculpturally arched. She spoke softly as Spock and her spoke in a simple poem.

Me like a fool asked the stupid question who she was and what I got was shock of my life when he said

"She is T'Pring, my wife."

The earpiece fell out my hand, and shock consumed me. I stared at the monitor of T'Pring and Spock. The last piece of me broke, I was a stupid fool for falling for him.