JetC15 Challenge story... the crew lose their inhibitions....god help us...
Disclaimer: I'm only borrowing the characters/ship/disease of the week. The story is mine. Special thanks to NK here in the JetC15 Pond, for pointing out the errors that I, in a creative flux, would never have caught. Thanks!
Doctor's Log, Stardate 53218.7:
While going through Starfleet medical logs, I have been scanning through various episodes in the initial exploration of the Alpha Quadrant. Of the original twelve exploration Constitution Class Starships, only one returned. The Enterprise. And during that historic five year mission, the ships doctor, Dr. Leonard H. McCoy, attained a wealth of knowledge in the field.
Not that I haven't found my own wealth of knowledge since my activation, I can not help but wonder, how the crew would deal with some of the maladies of one hundred years ago.
The one I am most curious about, is the Psi syndrome. A crew without inhibitions. I wonder what that would be like.
**
"Please put your toys away."
"Did you brush your teeth?"
"There are no monsters in the replicator."
"It is time to sleep." Seven looked perplexed as the doctor scanned her optic processor. "This is irrelevant. I do not see the need for this...useless dialogue."
"Seven, on this ship, you will be interacting with children. One can only assume that in the long run, you may be required to care for one of them. It is only sensible that you learn common words used on them."
Seven lifted an eyebrow and resumed scanning the PADD. The doctor looked at her and pursed his lips, allowing a small bit of annoyance into his usual demeanor.
"I will - learn the proper procedure concerning children. Am I required for further tests?"
"No, your free to leave. See you next week," Doc said, watching the straight backed woman leave sickbay.
"Hmm, inhibitions." Then Doc got an idea, a very devious idea. He went into his office and brought up the information on the computer. Yes, it could be done safely. Perhaps if the Borg influence was nullified, then Seven could better understand the social graces.
He set to work.
**
Seven
I went to my quarters, known as cargo bay 2. I required regeneration.
Chakotay
We had just finished long range scans of the area. I'd just sent Harry down to astrometrics with the data for Seven so she could enter the information into the computers.
As the doors closed behind him, I got a hail from Ayala.
Kathryn
I was in my ready room, going over the latest engineering reports when Chakotay hailed me. He told me he had just gotten an interesting hail from Ayala, who said he was walking past astrometrics and heard loud, obnoxious laughter. When he had asked the computer who was in there, it had responded that Seven of Nine was in there.
Funny, but I've never even seen her crack a smile. I asked Chakotay if he wanted to investigate with me, but he told me that Harry was already going down there with some data. He said he'd keep me informed.
Harry
I entered astometrics to something I'd never seen or heard before. Seven was whistling and smiling. Usually, her personality borders between Doc and Tuvok. This was sure a change. I handed her the data Chakotay had sent me down here with when I noticed a red spot on her hand. It looked like she'd been scratching it.
I asked her what it was, and she told me she wasn't sure. She told me it felt like she was perspiring, even though her hand was dry. I looked at it, running my finger over the spot. I detected nothing. I told her if it kept bothering her, then go see Doc.
She said she would endeavor to do so and began laughing.
Tom
I was walking down the corridor when I bumped into Harry. He'd just come from astrometrics. He told me of the unique conversation and behavior of Seven. I told him he must have been rubbing off on her.
Harry turned toward the gym and I continued onto the bridge.
Chakotay
I expected Harry when the doors opened, but it was Tom instead. He took his seat at the helm, relieving Parsons. I asked him if he'd seen Harry. He told me that Harry had went toward the gym.
That's odd.
Seven
Commander Chakotay hailed me, asking me if I had received the data from Harry. I told him yes, then started giggling. I do not see the relevance of giggling, yet I could not control myself. The image of the commander, with that horrid tattoo, made me feel hysterical.
It reminds me of Naomi Wildman and her childish drawings.
Kathryn
Chakotay hails me again, asking if he can come and talk to me. He sounds highly disturbed.
Tom
Chakotay goes into the ready room. He hailed her. He's worried about something. Could it be because Harry is on duty but he's in the gym doing god only knows what? Or could it be that conversation with Seven, who couldn't seem to stop giggling.
Harry
I find the locker containing the fencing equipment. I pull out one of the sabers and remove the safety tip. I like the feel of it in my hand.
I've always wondered what it would be like to be D'Artangan.
B'Elanna
Tom hails me from the bridge and lets me in on the strange behavior. Harry not reporting back for duty, Seven giggling.
A Borg giggling. Yep, we should be worried.
Kathryn
Chakotay enters my ready room. He tells me that Seven started giggling when he contacted her to see if she'd received the data. Moreover, he tells me that Tom said Harry was heading toward the gym instead of coming back to the bridge.
Something weird is going on. I think it's time for him and I to do some investigating.
Seven
I am Hungry. I am going to the Mess Hall.
Chakotay
Kathryn told me to join her to find out what was going on. She left the bridge in Tuvok's capable hands. We decide to go after Harry first.
Harry
Damn, I look good. I brandish my saber and begin swashbuckling. This is fun. But why limit myself to the gym? The corridors would be much more exciting!
Chakotay
I hear him before I see him. I grab Kathryn and pull her behind me. Harry has a saber, and only tight breeches on. A wild look is in his eye. He brandishes it at me, pointing at my chest, saying something about the cowards on the ship.
Kathryn starts to snicker. I smack her shoulder to stop it since I'm the one he's pointing that thing at. He makes comment about the scourge of the earth and disappears into an access hatch.
Kathryn
I may have discipline Chakotay on smacking a superior officer. Harry disappears. I ask Chakotay if he thinks this is some sort of fantasy. He shrugs his shoulders.
We continue down to astrometrics to see Seven.
Neelix
Seven of Nine comes in here. Smiling. I'm glad to see good crew moral is not lost on her. She comes over to my counter and begins looking at the selection.
Chakotay
We arrive at astrometrics.
Where the hell is she?
Kathryn
Where the hell is she?
Harry
Whoever designed this ship should be run through with my blade. This grating is killing my knees.
Aha...engineering.
B'Elanna
Harry jumps out of an access tunnel and grabs me around the waist. His action catches me by surprise, so my hands end up on his chest.
I push him and he begins crawling up the ladder to the higher level. I contact Tuvok.
Tuvok
Miss Torres hails me from engineering, reporting that Mr. Kim is running around half naked and with a Saber. I call security to find Mr. Kim.
Mr. Paris turns in his chair and gives me a strange look.
Humans.
B'Elanna
As soon as Harry disappears, my hands begin to feel sweaty, itchy. Maybe I should go down to sickbay. Maybe I'm having an allergic reaction to something down here.
Neelix
Seven is popping jokes. She slaps my back rather hard and send me sprawling. She holds out a hand to help me up.
Chakotay
Kathryn is perturbed. I don't blame her. Seven is suppose to be here feeding data into the computers; Harry's playing the Three Muskateers through the ship.
Kathryn
I repeat: What the hell is going on? And if Chakotay turns around and gives me that damn smile of his, I'm going to beat him up!
B'Elanna
Why should I go to sickbay? I know what I want to do. I want to dress in Klingon garb and practice with my Bat'leth. Tom says I don't practice enough.
Can't hurt anything, right?
Seven
Neelix is really an interesting individual. I think I shall seek his company out more. Nice hearty laugh, he has.
Leola root is actually good.
Neelix
Hell, I'll forgive Seven for saving my life a few months back. Actually, I think I'll try to get her to have dinner with me. She is the only one who respects Leola root.
Tom
The doors open and it isn't the captain or Chakotay.
Holy shit, it's B'Elanna...whoa! If we weren't on the bridge...don't go there, Tom. She even has a bat'leth.
B'Elanna
Tom's eyeballs drop out of his skull. I turn to Tuvok, who regards me with a raised eyebrow. I ask him if he wants to replicate an Ah-Woon and we can have a real battle. Klingon versus Vulcan techniques.
Tuvok
Apparently, something is wrong with this crew. B'Elanna pulls another bat'leth from the back strap on her outfit, which I enter here as being non regulation and tosses the weapon to Paris.
I contact the captain and commander.
Paris
God, my hand feels funny. Somehow, I'm not in the position to play Klingon heroics with B'Elanna. I think I'll go into the ready room and catch up on some Z's.
Chakotay
Tuvok calls us to the bridge. Apparently, Harry isn't the only one brandishing weapons. B'Elanna is acting out her Klingon side.
Kathryn
What is this? Cabin fever. I thought everything was going okay? We head towrd the nearest turbo lift.
Tom
Hell, why should I sleep? I'm in the captain's domain. Hey, I can pretend I'm in charge. I tap into the ship communications systems.
Shipwide Commlink
"Attention all hands, this is the captain speaking. There are going to be a few changes. First off, all females are now required to wear your hair down. No more braids, buns, clips or twists. Males must wear dress uniforms once a week for the new sexy legs contest. Neelix will now make custard pies everyday."
Kathryn
What the...what does Paris think he's doing?
Chakotay
Paris better watch his backside.
Kathryn
The damn turbo lifts aren't working. How am I suppose to get to the bridge?
Chakotay
Kathryn is pissed. She drags me along with her to the access tunnel that Harry disappeared down earlier.
Tuvok
B'Elanna grabs my hand and tells me to get ready, she's going to wipe the floor with my butt. I grab onto the bat'leth Paris left behind and go into attack mode. Time to teach this Klingon a lesson.
Paris
over the intercom
Now you will all listen to me sing. I'm Henry the Eighth I am. Henry the Eighth I am I am. I got married to the widow next door. She's been married seven times before. And everyone wants an Henry. They wouldn't take a Willy or a Sam. I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry, Henry the Eighth I am.
Second verse, same as the first!
Kathryn
Damn, my hands are all sweaty and I have to listen to that damn song. I'll have it going through my head for the rest of the day.
Chakotay
Kathryn has a nice ass.
Kathryn
Paris is dead and...wait a minute. What's Chakotay's hand doing on my...OH GOD!
Chakotay
If I'd known I could get her in a jefferies tube...I would have done this years ago.
Kathryn
I will not turn around, I will not look him in the eye...no, don't say it. Don't say my name...damn you. You just had to say it and add a purr to it, didn't you? Now I'll have to look at you.
Tuvok
This Klingon dame is tougher then she looks. However, I am skilled in numerous fighting techniques.
B'Elanna
Tuvok is not as passive as I believed. I'm sorry that I will have to dishonor him.
Seven
Mr. Neelix is enjoyable. This cooking lesson is affording me valuable experience.
Neelix
Perhaps my leola root casserole has made this magnificent change in Seven.
Chakotay
Yes!!! That is just the look I've been waiting for. Kathryn Janeway is mine.
Kathryn
Damn. Now, wait. Those lips...my, how good they look...I wonder what they feel like...?
Chakotay
She's turning...she's...mmmm...
Shipwide Commlink
Tom
In the town, where I was born, lived a man who sailed to sea. And he told us of his life in the land of submarines...
Harry
Vorik does this fencing thing quite well.
Chakotay
If it wasn't for the fact this was Kathryn, I'd be put out by the fact that I'm serving under her on a cold grating.
Kathryn
Too bad the libido wouldn't hold off until we got back to my quarters.
Doc
Uh oh. I think it's time to add the neutralizing agent into the air system. This is getting out of hand.
Harry
What the...where's my uniform? Why am I fencing with Vorik...in engineering?
Seven
Why am I eating this? It is not pleasing to the palate.
Neelix
Why would I give a Borg cooking lessons? That's one thing I don't want her interfering in.
Tuvok
Why am I fighting with Miss Torres on the bridge? Where is her uniform?
B'Elanna
Why aren't I in engineering. Why am I on the bridge fighting Tuvok in Klingon garb?
Tom
Whoa, I'm in the ready room.
Chakotay
What am I doing in the jefferies tube, naked, with...oh lord, Kathryn's on top of me, naked too. What have...no cancel that. I know what we've done.
Kathryn
NOOOOOOOOOOOO. I don't believe it. I had sex with Chakotay, in the jefferies tube...
**
Captain's Log:
The doctor has been put on report for introducing a substance into the ship system that has been known to cause delusions of grandeur and insubordinate behavior.
Personal Log:
Now that Chakotay and I have crossed over that threshold, we have begun seeing each other. I can't say that I'm sorry for what happened. All I know is that we have been finding the most interesting places to experiment.
I just hope that the doctor isn't studying mating rituals now.
*Finis*