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 immediately after my previous T'Pol chapter, "Indeed There Is". Phlox has come to check in with T'Pol, and he's bearing gifts.
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.
And No Plums
T’Pol drew her blanket and silk robe around her, feigning serenity. “I’m filling the vacuum with superfluous residue.”
Phlox nodded as he examined a mist-shrouded waterfall surrounded by a kaleidoscope of lights. “Commander Tucker is the theme.”
“He is my magnetic resonance. My constitution requires him.”
“And so I intercede. I’ve brought gifts.”
“I require none.”
“Your soul needs healing, T’Pol. These will help.” He lifted a large basket. Surrounding an Oriental lily were apples, bananas, oranges, and pears, a book entitled “Thought Diary,” and a small container of loose-leaf chamomile tea.
No plums. And no peaches.
“Thank you, Doctor.”
Why does T’Pol want plums and peaches?