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Intimate Information: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

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Happy December, everyone! May the last month of your year be filled with love, laughter, sharing, and so much joy that it flows out from you and embraces others.

To help that wish along, I’ve created a special Advent calendar. It’s as non-denominational as it can be, because it doesn’t stop on December 25 – and because it espouses the concept of IDIC – Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. 

Each day I post a flash fan fiction story. These are freewritings I created while preparing for an upcoming project (Stay tuned for more on that!). They’re rough and imperfect; I’m only going to correct for spelling and grammar. Read one, read some, read them all – suit yourself!

A note: Stay tuned after today’s main feature for another paragraph of T’hy’la, courtesy of our star commenter, Erin Zarro.

Enterprise Advent 16

OK, briefing time:

  • Spoiler zone ahead! Don’t read these posts if you don’t want series spoilers, or even spoilers for other parts of The IDIC Romance, because things will be revealed, and I don’t like spoiling…I’d much rather delight.

  • The base art for the calendar elements of this post was created by Annalise S. Burton, and is used with permission and compensation.

  • I don’t own Trip, T’Pol, or the franchise that conceived them. These stories are offered as a gift, without expectation for any compensation. Of course, comments, rhapsodizing ramblings, and honest feedback of all kinds are always welcome!

And now, to the calendar…..we lift the tab…and find…Trip on the verge of receiving some – did you guess? – intimate information concerning a certain Acting Captain of his acquaintance…

Advent Intimate

“Commander, will you please come to Sickbay as soon as you are able to do so?”

“What is it, Phlox -?” Trip stopped, remembered her way of choosing her words, and rubbed his mouth long enough to be sure he wouldn’t burst out and say anything stupid. She sure as hell didn’t need that, on top of everything else this crazy day had brought. “Is – everything – all right?”

“There is a matter I wish to discuss with you and Captain T’Pol.”

No, everything wasn’t all right, or even close. Not if Phlox wasn’t even up to pretending he was feeling his customary optimism.

“Please don’t let it be a big deal,” he whispered, as he lit out of her quarters, not running, but not too far from it –

And damned near plowed right through Hoshi, who still looked more than a little dazed. “Aww, hell – I’m sorry, Hoshi. I thought you were in bed.”

“I’ve been in bed too long. Captive, then the Captain…I need to move.”

“Do you need help?” He looked off up the corridor, knowing Phlox was waiting, with whatever it was he needed to discuss still unsaid…

“You’re in a hurry, sir – go ahead. I’m all right – or more all right than I’ve been.”

“Listen, I’ll come see you, once I’ve taken care of a few things – “

“She needs you more than I do, Trip. Go help her. She’s the Captain.”

Trip was gone almost before she said the last word, and now he did run. He’d lost time, and he needed to know what was going on with T’Pol. He hadn’t known how fragile she was; the hell she’d been going through. How she’d broken –

He didn’t know if what they’d shared had made things worse.

Did what they shared make things worse?

How exactly did T’Pol break?

What’s up with Hoshi?

What did this crazy day bring?

What’s Phlox going to say?

Is there any intimate information involved?

Drop a comment in the box below, and I’ll add a paragraph to the story. If you suggest a prompt, I’ll use it. If you want to know more, I’ll explain a bit of the premise behind the story. You can also watch the Season Three episode “Zero Hour” to learn more.

And, as advertised, here’s one more paragraph from T’hy’la:

For context, T’Pol’s injected trellium – a potent neurotoxin to which she is addicted –  after learning that Captain Archer has been killed. Trip’s trying to help her through the emotional chaos it’s causing when her comm signals.

“Indisposed?” Macolm Reed was a persistent man. It made him a hell of a good Tactical Officer, but a pain in the ass, too. T’Pol made a little hungry sigh; she was working up to that place where Trip was just going to have to set everything else aside and give her what she needed from him. Any hope that Mal hadn’t heard her was obliterated at the Brit’s next words. “Exactly what does that mean?”

Need more IDIC Romance Advent stories?


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!

2 thoughts on “Intimate Information: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

    1. And more you shall have – tomorrow! The pot is already scheduled and ready to go just after midnight (can you tell I have my trusty laptop back?!).

      I love how excited you are by these stories! It makes it even more fun to write them. =)

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