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The Night Before Christmas: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

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

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

Each day I post a flash fan fiction story. These are freewritings – rough and imperfect; I only correct for spelling and grammar. Read one, read some, read them all – suit yourself!

A note: Today’s story is a little different…it goes back just a bit in time, so that, chronologically, it should be placed after Questions and Queries, but before Never and Always”. I just couldn’t resist the chance to let Trip play Santa, so I indulged myself!

I’ve heard that Santa has three more paragraphs each of “Never and Always”, Parts One and Two, courtesy of our supernova commenters, Erin Zarro and Fallon Brown, with a musical assist from Dale Cooper…but you’ll have to wait to till local midnight to open them!

Enterprise Advent 24

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…a bit of fluffy Christmas fun!

Advent Christmas

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas,

and all through the ship,

a blonde elf was stirring –

let’s call him Trip.

No stockings, just socks

he’d stolen away

from the main laundry

a couple each day.

The crew were all snuggled

in their bunks fast asleep.

With T’Pol on the Bridge

the night’s watch to keep.

Captain Archer gave Porthos

a scratch on the ears

and yawned, “I feel like I

could sleep for twenty years!”

T’Pol’s sharp Vulcan ears

caught a strange sound

The unexpected noises

Of someone moving around.

She hurried to the Situation Room

and turned on the display

that would show any threat

that might be headed her way.

The ship was all quiet

just as it should be

except for one blonde human

in Cargo Bay Three.

With wondering eyes

she took in the strange sight

of Commander Tucker buried

Nearly up to waist height

in a tangled assortment

of mismatched socks

And small colorful bundles.

He held one labeled “Phlox”.

He took up a long striped garment

“He must wear ’em up to the knee,”

the Chief Engineer muttered

to himself most illogically.

“I’ve got one for Phlox, and Hoshi,

Travis Mayweather, Malcolm Reed,

The Cap’n and Porthos –

T’Pol’s is all I still need.”

She’d lived among humans

so was less than surprised.

Still she wondered of what this

curious mission was comprised.

The pile shrank until he said,

“Well, that’s about all.

Now to figure out how to charm

the socks off T’Pol.”

From her perch on the Bridge

T’Pol watched him below

And wondered what gifts

To her sock he’d bestow.

Trip thought and he thought

while stringing lines of twinkling light

and eighty-two makeshift stockings

on this Christmas Eve night.

T’Pol considered as she watched

this human Christmas elf

who gave so much to others

asking nothing for himself.

He shouldn’t be alone when

the appointed time came

the only one aboard

with no gift to claim.

She went to her console

a bright gleam in her eyes

intent on learning how to create

her own Christmas surprise.

Trip surveyed the cargo bay

his elfish work nearly done

Pretty lights and stuffed stockings

All hung up – except one.

Would a Vulcan even care?

Could she even understand?

For sure there wasn’t much logic

in a starship Christmas wonderland.

She was unsure she saw the point

But then, that was often true.

It didn’t really matter because now

she knew just what she would do.

Trip hid his grin as he saw her

with her pretty bare feet

she said she had a headache

only neuropressure could treat.

T’Pol helped him search for his lost sock

while her own feet were still bare.

They searched the Ready Room

but didn’t find it anywhere.

His foot felt kind of funny;

he’d stuck it bare into his boot.

He’d lost a sock but he had hers

so any discomfort was moot.

T’Pol set about her mission.

There was much that she must do

to be certain that when the time came

There’d be presents for Trip, too.

The next day the Cap’n gathered

the whole crew in Cargo Bay Three

they had carols and eggnog and stockings

No one seemed to miss the tree.

T’Pol never looked so pretty

than with his star barrettes in her hair.

He played his new harmonica

still wondering how his sock got there.

When he got back to his quarters,

There was the best gift of all.

A hanging bunch of mistletoe,

And beneath it, an unwrapped T’Pol.

Will T’Pol reveal her secret?

Will anyone else catch on?

Will they make good use of that mistletoe?

Where did the gifts come from?

What happens next?

Drop me a comment, and I’ll add a paragraph. The more comments, the more paragraphs I add.

Remember, Santa’s got six new paragraphs from “Never and Always” loaded up on his sleigh…after midnight, you can find them here!

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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!

6 thoughts on “The Night Before Christmas: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

    1. I giggled a lot when writing it. My family failed to see it as nearly as amusing as I did…silly family! =)

      I particularly liked, “And now to figure out how to knock the socks off T’Pol.”

      If he’d had any clue just how completely he’d already done just that…well, maybe Trip would’ve had an even merrier Christmas! =)

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