USS Surefoot, Deck 1, Captain's Quarters, 1800 Hours: Captain Hrelle reached down into his bowl and drew out a dark purple, bulbous fruit sprinkled with quinoa. "What in the Seven Hells is this thing?" Sitting across from him, Kami was leaning back in her own chair, cradling a bowl of her own. "Betazoid uttaberries. If you don't like them, don't eat them,...
A parody by Mick T Budarrap Disclaimer: Star Trek, its characters, locations and plots are not my creations and are used without permission. No profit has been or will be made by their use in this story. "Broken Bodice" is not intended for consumption by minors. If you are below the adult age in your country, state or county then read no further and delete...
Captain's Personal Log, Stardate 52555.58, Esek Hrelle, Commanding: the last of the wounded and non-wounded evacuees we rescued from the Battle of Khavak have been transported to the Samaritan and other vessels in the Thirteenth Fleet. This includes my former Second Officer, Lt Neheru, who requires extensive surgery and post-operative rehabilitation, and my...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Captain's Ready Room, Stardate 49684.35: Hrelle caught the intriguing scent as his temporary First Officer brought him his morning cup. He closed his eyes, leaned forward and breathed in deeply, his snout twitching. "Spice... pumpkin, Vulcan or possibly Andorian... and a Betazoid syrup topping, I think; it has that heavy, fragra...
(This for Ed. Thanks for all your kind and encouraging words. I hope you enjoy this little flight of fancy! ~ Selbryth) * When I first met Joan, it was lust at first sight pretty much. She was walking across campus with this big stack of books, her laptop in a case and her backpack, which was crammed with more books. It was summer and everybody was in shor...
Undisclosed Location, Undisclosed Stardate: It was a standard, nondescript subspace communications relay somewhere: tiny, uninhabited, uninhabitable. But it did possess the requisite hardware to receive six secure holocommunicator signals, relaying them in miniature to a shoebox-sized matrix for a classified meeting. And though none of the attendants were...
Sumati pulled her uniform jacket taut over her body, glancing down briefly to confirm that she looked suitably smart. It really shouldn't matter, she thought to herself, as she flicked aside a few stray hairs from her jet black fringe. Here, just beyond the borders of Federation space, nobody was going to care that much. Except that the senior officers migh...
Season 11 begins where season 10 left off. Sheldon is on his knee, his hand is extended and in it is a ring. Sheldon looked up her, "Amy, will you marry me?" Just then his phone rings and he answered it and Leonard yelled out to him, "Where have you been? We've been calling you for hours." "I'm sorry; my phone was on airplane mode." "Why?" "Because I w...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 3 Fore, Alpha Squad Cadet Quarters: Neraxis Nemm snapped awake without needing an alarm, a trick she'd been able to do since she was a child, getting up to ensure her many younger brothers and sisters were up, dressed, fed and ready for school before their parents were even out of their own beds. She cast aside her bedcovers, eased her...
This is a bit of a different story than I usually write, so I'm stretching a bit here. I hope it's worth it. It's far more character-based and told from multiple perspectives. I tried to give each character a unique voice. It didn't always work, but it's a start. Character perspectives changes (chapters) are noted with the Character's name underlined. The...