Ritu from But I Smile Anyway created the #Loveuary blog hop, which feels like a perfect time to explore the next three chapters of my Star Trek: Enterprise TnT fan fiction story, Love and Loss – a hundred words at a time.
I’m using word prompts for each day, randomly gathered. Prompt words appear in bold, and today’s contributors are credited at the end of the post.
This drabble happens a few days after my previous Trip story, "Taboo Subject." Trip gets some unexpected news...
One more thing: Standard disclaimer applies. I don’t own these characters or the world they inhabit. They just like whispering and shouting stories into my brain, which I share with you freely, as an act of love.
Trip stripped off his sandy boardshorts at the shower he’d rigged from 6 ft. of garden hose.
“Is this a stakeout?”
“Got your aluminum shield. Here, storm the ramparts, you bloody Viking.” Malcolm offered him a staple gun.
“I was the volleyball coach.” Dad’s old bandsaw allowed a strategic screen while Trip tugged the shorts back on. “Now where’d I put the flower seeds?”
“You’ve planted, coached, and fixed with general perfectionism. But I’ve got news that might have you singing and couch jumping instead. T’Pol’s joining Starfleet.”
“Time to put your spaceboots on, Chief Engineer Tucker.”
How will Trip react to T’Pol’s commissioning?
- Couch jumping
- 6ft of garden hose
- staple gun