Author's note: This time I wrote the whole chapter. I hope you like it. Also, this chapter is not seen through Chrissie's eyes. This chapter is dedicated to my friend Michelle because of the similar rocket ship incident we had when we were younger. - Vulcan girl
Star Trek Kids
Chapter 3: The rocket ship
It was bright, brand new, and it shone in the morning sunlight. The children, including Baby Pav, rushed over to the new addition to the play ground; a rocking rocket ship.
"Wow," Jimmy gasped.
"It's real purty," giggled Chrissie.
"How do you like it kids?" asked Mr. R.
"We love it!" chorused the children. Baby Pav just gurgled something and clapped his pudgy little hands.
"Now we can play Star Ship better," Spockie said.
"Let's play it now!" Lenny exclaimed.
"Yeah! Hop on everyone!" Jimmy said, taking the front seat.
"I should sit there," Hikaru protested. "The helmsman always sits in front of the captain; that's where the controls are."
"K," Jimmy shrugged and he sat in the next seat. "Spockie can sit next to me if he wants. He's the science guy and first officer and stuff."
"K," Spockie said, and sat next to his friend.
"The sick bay can be on the tail-wing parts," said Lenny. "C'mon Chrissy!"
"Just let me get some dollies for pretend patients and other crew people," Chrissy yelled, as she rushed back inside the day care building.
"What 'bout me?" asked Nyota.
"You can sit next to me," Hikaru offered shyly.
"But Hiki, the cu'nications officer sits behind the captain," Spockie said.
"So does the science guy," Nyota said, sticking her tongue out at the Vulcan boy. Spockie just raised an eyebrow.
"It's okay; she can sit next to Hiki. There's no room anywhere else for her anyway," Jimmy said.
Nyota took her place next to Hikaru and almost sat on Baby Pav, who was climbing up the side of the wobbling rocket ship.
"Mr. R!" Nyota called, pointing down at the Russian baby who had landed with a thud, on his bottom, in the sand. Baby Pav started to cry.
"Oh dear," Mr. R sighed as he scooped up in his arms the crying one-year-old. "You're too young to be rough-housing with the bigger kids, I'm afraid." Baby Pav just rubbed his eyes and hugged the kind old man closely, enviously watching the other kids out of the corners of his eyes.
"I got yer doctor kit too," Chrissie told Lenny as she arrived at the rocket ship, her arms loaded with play things. She handed Lenny the doctor stuff and her dolls, and then climbed up onto the other tail-wing, facing Lenny.
"What 'bout me?" asked Monty. "Where'll I sit?" The rocket ship was already overflowing with his friends.
"Hmmm," Jimmy said, rubbing his chin, "I guess you can sit on the nose, so you can lift the hood when we have engine trouble."
"K, I just need a boost; I canna get on t' it myself," Monty said.
"I'll help you," Spockie said, as he got off the rocket ship to help the Scottish boy climb onto the nose. "Got a hold?" the Vulcan boy asked, once Monty was seated on the tip of the ship.
"Aye," Monty said.
"Just hold on tight, I don't think it's real safe," Spockie warned as he took his place next to Jimmy again. He looked around for Mr. R, but the teacher had gone inside to unite Baby Pav and his baby bottle.
"Alright, Hiki," Jimmy commanded, trying to sound like his father, "Warp Two."
"Warp Two," Hikaru repeated, and gently began rocking back and forth in his seat, causing the ship to sway a little.
"What should happen?" Jimmy asked Spockie.
Spockie though for a while, then said, "How 'bout a chase?"
"But what'll we chase?" asked Lenny.
"A Rom'lan ship," Jimmy declared.
"We need a reason why we're chasing 'em," Spockie pointed out.
"How 'bout they 'ducted a crew person?" Chrissie asked, and she threw a doll at the tree in front of the rocket ship.
"Hey!" Nyota whined, "That's my doll!"
"Oops," Chrissie said as she shrugged.
"K, they 'ducted a crew person," Jimmy agreed.
"Hurry, the Rom'lans are getting away!" Nyota yelled.
"Increase speed to Warp Five," Jimmy ordered.
"Aye, Captain Jimmy," Hikaru said, and he began rocking faster and harder, with Nyota helping him a bit.
Monty felt the nose of the ship shift under him and he almost lost his balance. "Cap'ain Jimmy, I…"
"Faster!" Lenny yelled.
"Increase to Warp Seven!" Jimmy said.
"K, but I'll need your guys's help," Hikaru said, and soon four of the children rocked the ship.
"Cap'ain Jimmy…" Monty wailed.
"We gots engine trouble; stop the ship!" Jimmy ordered.
"Jimmy, no…" Spockie exclaimed, but it was too late. The rocket ship abruptly stopped rocking. Up, up, and away, Monty flew before he landed with a loud thud on the grass.
"Now we gots med'cal trouble," said Lenny with a gasp.
"Monty!" everyone yelled as they sprang from their seats to the Scottish boy's side.
"Monty, please don't cry," Jimmy said, but Monty couldn't help it.
"Mr. R, Mr. R!" Chrissie screamed as she ran into the day care building.
"It's all my fault," Jimmy cried, kneeling beside Monty.
"No, it's mine," Spockie said, patting Jimmy on the back in a vain attempt to comfort his friend. However, by now everyone else was sobbing, and the Vulcan boy was on the verge of joining in.
Chrissie sobbed as she led Mr. R to the playground. When he saw the crying kids he sat Baby Pav down in the playground's sand, and then rushed forward to sort things out. "What happened?"
"Monty's hurt," Jimmy cried, "and it's all because of me!"
"No, it's my fault!" Spockie wailed.
"No, mine!" Hikaru sobbed.
"Mine!" Lenny bawled.
Mr. R was glad to see that no one was playing the 'blame game', but it hurt him that the children were upset. "It's no one's fault," Mr. R said as he knelt down at Monty's side.
"How's that logical?" Spockie sniffled.
Mr. R cradled Monty in his arms, and then replied, "Humans aren't always logical, son."
"Indeed," Spockie agreed, as he dried his eyes. Now that Mr. R was here, Spockie was sure everything would be fine. "For one thing, I'm not your son."
"It's just a saying, Spockie," Jimmy laughed, as he put his arms around his friend. "But it's good you mentioned it; I feel better now." Spockie raised an eyebrow, but happily returned the hug.
"Is Monty gonna be okay?" Lenny sniffled. "I'll check him out if ya need me to."
"No thank you, son," Mr. R chuckled, as he held a whirring medical scanner over Monty. "And your friend is going to be just fine."
"He isn't hurt?" asked Chrissie.
"Only a few bruises and a small dent to his pride; nothing that won't heal soon," Mr. R reassured the children, who smiled at the good news.
"Can't say the same about her," Lenny said, holding up Nyota's doll, which was now headless, because Monty had landed on it.
Nyota, who hadn't said anything since Monty went flying, wailed, "My doll!" She grabbed the broken toy and cuddled it close, as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Sorry, Lass," Monty said as he slowly sat up, with Mr. R's help. Nyota just shook her head and hugged her doll closer.
"Are you better, Monty?" asked Jimmy.
"Do you need Mr. R to give you a shot?" Lenny asked eagerly. Every time a shot was given, the boy hoped Mr. R would allow him to give it.
"No, no shots," Monty said as he shook his head. He hated to be pricked with needles.
"Do ya wanna play again?" Hikaru asked.
"Sure," the Scottish boy replied, but then added, "as long as we dunna play on th' ship."
"That's fine with me," Lenny stated. "There was hardly any room for me to do surgeries or anything."
"Or for me to do any science things," Spockie added.
"We'll never play on that ship again," Jimmy said. The others nodded in agreement and Monty smiled.
"What will you do with the rocket ship now, Mr. R?" asked Spockie.
"It's not a total loss," said Mr. R with a smile as he gestured towards the rocket ship. In the front seat sat a smiling Baby Pav, twisting the plastic steering wheel and rocking back and forth as hard as he could, which only slightly swayed the ship.
"Baby Pav!" the children chorused and began to laugh. The baby just looked up at them and gurgled with delight.
END
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