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“Eat Up”: An IDIC Gift for my WIPpet Wednesday Due Date!

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It’s hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys! She‘s our fearless shepherd…or something like that, anyway

Last Wednesday, July 29, was my birthday, but today is the date my birth was predicted to happen. Perhaps there’s a little bit of irony in the fact that I’m typing this at 7:10pm on Wednesday, when I hoped to write it yesterday, at the latest…but I was born a week early.

So, as a bit of a ‘I was supposed to be born on this date’ gift – another week of Trip, T’Pol, and the standoff about sitting down…

Intransigence in Action….

WIPpet Math:

Today is August 5, 2015.

I‘ve got five sentences today.

Before you read on, a disclaimer:

I don’t own Star Trek (I’m really not sure anyone truly can, at this point, despite what legal documents may say), and I have no intention to attempt to make any money off my favorite Vulcan and the brave human who dares to love her. It’s just that they keep dragging me into their lives, and they’re both rather intransigent about it…

For those keeping track, this story comes from my discards from last year; in its original form, it was backstory and development for this poem. I brought it out of the trash bin a few weeks back, and y I’m revising piecemeal as I go.

For those just joining in, here’s the deal – Captain Jonathan Archer approaches the Situation Room, and hears Trip and T’Pol having a standoff about sitting. Jon somewhat intentionally doesn’t notice all the little intimacies between his second and third in command, but he does notice that T’Pol seems exhausted – too exhausted even to butt heads with her favorite human sparring partner. Trip’s giving her some kind of massage, and, very unexpectedly, T’Pol seems to find comfort and solace in the contact, even in public, and on duty. Hoshi arrives with the plomeek soup Trip ordered for T’Pol, and Trip finally gets T’Pol to sit down by more or less putting her in the chair.

We pick up after Trip’s last line:

 “Now, with the Cap’n’s permission, you’re going to have some breakfast before you fade away into nothing.” 

Eat Up”

“Eat up, T’Pol,” Jon said, and gestured to Hoshi to give her the cup of broth with its specially designed Vulcan spoon.

“Please, Captain. I’m not hungry.” T’Pol eyed the cup as though she thought her breakfast might leap out of it and attack her.

“That’s an order, Commander T’Pol.”

Trip swallowed hard, almost gulping, and Jon pretended not to hear his whispered, “Oh, damn, pepperpot – I’m so sorry.”

Why is Trip so sorry?

Will T’Pol eat?

Will the Captain insist, if she still resists?

Will her breakfast attack, or behave itself?

I’ll be posting the next few lines from this scene for #8sunday, if you’d like to learn more…(I know, I said that last week, too, and then I didn’t, because Camping. This week’s going to be different, though…).

Looking for WIPpet Snippets where people notice things, and no one’s being ordered to eat Vulcan soup?

You can find those, or add your own date-related excerpt, by following the little blue froggy from WIPpet to WIPpet!

Maybe T’Pol’s drunk?  (Well, maybe not…)

Author:

I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

19 thoughts on ““Eat Up”: An IDIC Gift for my WIPpet Wednesday Due Date!

  1. I always love so much how you write them! Really don’t think the show can live up to my enjoyment of your writing by this point. 😉 (I will give it a go at some point though, I promise.) And poor T’Pol, never a good way to view your breakfast…

    I saw your reply about Microsoft Edge up there–is it any good? Is it worth upgrading? (I’ve got the upgrade ready and waiting, just… not had the nerve yet.)

    1. Not sure I answered this before (I kind of lost track of my comments for a bit).

      I think T’Pol is beyond looking at what she’s bringing back up. She’s pretty miserable, though, even without that…

      Edge I’m not crazy about – I’m a Chrome girl. But Windows 10 itself is wonderful, and I love it. I’m far more productive with it – and I think it’s only going to get better as I learn more about it…

    1. Trip just started calling her that one day, in my head. He insists that she’s not a sweetheart, a honey, a baby, or a darling….

      She’s a pepperpot – spicy, and potent.

      Jon’s had more practice than he might like to have had. I’m not saying he didn’t have to cover his mouth, though….

    1. She absolutely isn’t. And certainly not in front of an audience, and under orders. Not the first time the Captain’s done this kind of thing to her, either, which probably doesn’t help matters at all! =)

  2. I know, I know, I know!!!! I KNOW I know now. Like 98% sure. 😀 Squee!

    Poor Jon, though. That’s the sort of thing you can pretend not to notice, but it still makes your tummy feel achey.

    1. I’m not sure T’Pol does…she’s not the type to enjoy being fussed over, or to be the center of attention. But to have people watching her trying to force something down under orders and the Captain’s scrutiny….

      I’d give her a hug, but she’s not much on those, either….

    1. Yup. Pepperpot. That’s what Trip calls T’Pol, for reasons he won’t disclose because he knows she wants to know.

      He’s getting even with her for not telling him her age for nearly four years. These things are considered intimate information on Vulcan, you see, and he had to EARN it…

      And I agree. Jon is being very sweet, especially considering he’s getting more and more sure that he’s watching his best friend get the girl – and knowing that, due to recent events, they might need each other in a way he can’t interfere with, because they’re both his friends.

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