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Chapter Notes:

E2 timeline.

I write the ship with two kicks back in time (e. g. the first attempt to right things fails). This scene takes place during the first, during the book, The Three of Us.


“Okay, Dave, you’re smarter than I am. You tell me how we get this crap off our hands.” MACO Corporal Frank Todd was, along with Stellar Cartographer Dave Constantine, up to his elbows in red dye. The sink in their shared quarters was clogged and filled with reddened water. The products of their efforts were all around – dyed tee shirts. There were enough for everyone on the NX-01, even the children and the Ikaarans they had picked up, for the Enterprise was lost in the Delphic Expanse and had become generational. 

“God, we look like a coupla serial killers. And, dammit, now my nose itches.” Frank started laughing. “C’mon, it’s not funny! I’m suffering here,” now Dave started to laugh, too, “and all you can do is make fun of me. Some boyfriend you are!” 

“Hey, it was your idea to dye a bunch of tee shirts in rainbows for Pride Week.” 

“We were good with every other color. The violet came out really well. I’m still not sure about the indigo, but it looks nice.” 

“No one’ll notice, Dave.” 

“They’ll think it’s more of the blue.” 

“No, it’ll be fine. Still,” the MACO nodded at the drippy tees, “we’re gonna end up with a rainbow cabin. Captain won’t like it. I bet Hayes’ll give me KP duty for this mess.” 

“KP! We should call Lili!” 

“And make that poor gal clean up this mess? She already does enough. I say we own this one.” 

“Yeah, you’re right. Uh, Frank?” 

“Hmm?” 

“My nose still itches.” 

Frank came over and kissed Dave’s nose. “Better?” 

“Of course. Huh, I think intelligence is knowing we should all wear rainbows for Pride Week, eh?” 

“Yeah, Dave, but wisdom is knowing not to dye them in our quarters. We are never gonna live this down.”



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