Title: Touched for the Very First Time Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: VOY Codes: N/7 Rating: PG-13 Part: 1/1 Summary: Neelix, virgin, in a turbolift with aroused Seven. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** "And how are you this morning?" Neelix asked Seven of Nine in the turbolift. But at that very moment he realized exactly how she was, and that it wasn't good. "Halt turbolift." She shoved him against the wall. "I will have you now," she growled. "Undress." "But - but I've never been..." His mouth moved silently. How to explain- Her nostrils flared as she pressed into him. "What do you mean 'never'? You've never been with a human?" "With a woman," he babbled. "I've never been with a woman." She smirked as she tore off his clothes. "Resistance is futile." Title: Sending Out an S.O.S. Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: TOS Codes: S,f,f Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: NORMAN: Vulcan is a troublemaker. Warn all slavebots. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** Alice 210 gave him a startled look. "But I am identical in every way with Alice 27," she said. "Yes, of course," Spock replied. "That is exactly why I hate you. Because you are..." The words flickered away. They knew they had to advise Norman of this devious plan, but they could feel circuits, chips, entire subsystems winking away from them uncontrollably as their brains hastened to reconcile Spock's words. Subroutines fell like a stack of dominoes as layer after layer of hardware was sucked into the maelstrom of illogic. Their eyes dimmed; their limbs froze; their brains overloaded. Silence. Title: Standing Here Selling Everything Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: TOS, Challenge Reply, drabble Codes: Harry Mudd Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Never visit Ilyra and trade without a spacesuit. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** The spaceport on Ilyra VI was by far the coldest, dingiest, ugliest, most uncomfortable transportation facility Harry Mudd had ever had the rotten luck to visit. The inhabitants, or at least those whom he had met, were pleasant, friendly, perhaps even a little gullible, but the climate outdoors was far too hostile to brave without a suit. How could a trader survive in such conditions? "Mr. Mudd?" He smiled obsequiously at the Ilyran official as he rose from the hard, cold plastiform chair he had been occupying. "Minister Okrump! Such a pleasure! And do I have a deal for you!" Title: What Is It Good For Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: DS9, Challenge Reply, drabble Codes: O/K Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Nerys's victory is a tapdance without a song. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** She stood inside the door to his quarters. It wasn't her job as station commander to clear the room, but she would do it anyway. She would crate everything up, store it away. Discard it all: but no, she couldn't do that. It would go to her quarters - the little bucket, the climbing apparatus Sisko had called a "jungle gym", the sparse personal effects, the holo of her. The items of a life lived without need for clothing, food, or (for that matter) anything else, except perhaps love. They had won the war, but she had lost her soul. Title: And Words Are All I Have Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: DS9 Codes: Eddington, Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Never venture 'ideating' again; the word annoys Sisko. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** "...and although one can ideate the emotions behind the Maquis..." He trailed off as he noticed Kira glaring at him, her cheeks as red as apples. Sisko rubbed the bridge of his nose as he gave him a pained look. "Mr. Eddington, we'd all appreciate if you kept a civil tongue." He frowned. "I didn't say anything crude...did I?" "Actually," Dax interrupted with a grin, "although 'ideate' is a perfectly good word in ancient English, it means something else in Standard." "It does?" he asked. "What?" She stood and whispered the meaning in his ear. His jaw hit the ground. Title: Given You a Number and Taken Away Your Name Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: VOY Codes: T, Vo, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: No, Vorik, I've already tried what Annika suggested Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** Torres swore under her breath and thumped the central EPS router controller. "Why does this blasted thing go offline every time I have a day off? Am I not allowed to rest?" Ensign Vorik regarded her calmly. "Lieutenant, you will recall that Seven of Nine proposed we reroute the submodular particulate to the subsidiary gelpacks. Perhaps we should initiate that modification." "No, Vorik," she said, scowling at the Vulcan, "I've already tried what Annika suggested and it didn't-" "Annika?" He raised an eyebrow at her. "I thought she preferred to be called Seven of Nine." She immediately blushed. "Um, well..." Title: Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: TNG Codes: La/Vash, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, Improbable Pairing Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: PG Part: 1/1 Summary: Normally Vash is totally antagonistic. Well, almost. Sometimes? Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** Geordi walked down the main corridor of Starbase Four, amazed at how different everything looked with his new (if artificial) eyes. He turned a corner and almost bumped into a woman. An angel. "Hey, watch where-" she started, but then grinned at him. "Aren't you Geordi Laforge? From the Enterprise?" He knew that voice: it was Vash, the Captain's old girlfriend. She had never liked him but... "Yes, it is. I was just leaving-" She was staring open-mouthed at him. "Your eyes. They gave you new eyes." She gave him a smile that lit up the corridor. An angel indeed. Title: Bury Your Dead, but Don't Leave a Trace Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: TOS Codes: K, Komack NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Nausicaa vanquishing Illyria *and* Tellar will accomplish something Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** Kirk glared at the viewscreen. "So you're saying that these Nausicaans are threatening both Illyria and Tellar, and Starfleet plans to do *nothing*?" "Not nothing," Komack replied. "We intend to send the Potemkin. Starfleet doesn't believe it's necessary to deploy the entire fleet." "But Tellar is a founding member of the Federation!" The admiral gave him a patronizing look. "Captain, the loss of these planets will have little effect on the rest of the UFP." Tell it to the Tellarites and Illyrians, he thought with a scowl. He wondered if FNN knew yet... His eyes took on a wicked gleam. Title: Must Be Some Kind of Mistake Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: TNG Codes: T, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Nine Vulcans improperly assumed Troi was angry. So? Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** She welcomed the visiting delegation from the ShiKahr Institute of Neuropsychology. "Welcome to the Enterprise. I'm Counsellor Troi." All nine Vulcans froze on the transporter pad. Wondering why they were radiating such unease, she asked, "I'm sorry; is there a problem?" "You seem... somewhat unsettled, Counsellor," Sovar said. "Perhaps we should-" "Not at all!" she replied, realizing what they had assumed. "I just find the new lights in the transporter room a bit hard on my eyes." As they all left for the conference room, Deanna reminded herself not to have the extra-spicy hasperat before greeting guests in the future. Title: Policeman Put on His Uniform Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: DS9 Codes: Odo, O'B, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: PG Part: 1/1 Summary: Nudity, verily, is able to worry a shapeshifter. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** Odo slid through a narrow passage between two crumpled bulkheads before retaking his usual humanoid shape. "Section 43 is clear," he told Chief O'Brien, who was struggling with an access hatch at the far end of the passage. O'Brien nodded. "If I can just get this stupid piece of..." The hatch finally gave. "There." He turned to Odo; as he did, his cheeks turned beet red and he sucked in his lips. "Constable," he said after a second, "I know you're re-learning shapeshifting, but I think you forgot something." He gave O'Brien a puzzled look, then followed his gaze down. Title: Costa Del Magnifico Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: DS9 Codes: O'B/Kko, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: New Venice is arguably trendy; what about Sumiko? Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** They studied the travel brochures. "What do you think of Risa this year?" Keiko said. Miles frowned. "Full of tourists. What about New Venice?" She sighed. "Honey, we went through this last year. New Venice is trendy; I'd have to replicate an entire new wardrobe, plus we'd have to get babysitters for the kids - you just can't let them run around a place like that - and then we'd have to worry about how we'd finance it, and then..." As Keiko droned on with her list of objections, Miles imagined the cliffs of Sumiko IV. Specifically, jumping off them. Title: Someone To Hold You Tight Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com) Series: VOY Codes: J/Tu, NVIATWAS Challenge Reply, drabble Rating: G Part: 1/1 Summary: Normally, Vulcans initiate affairs. Tuvok was abnormally shy. Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. ****** "Loneliness is an emotion," Tuvok said, his face a granite slab as he turned away from her. "I do not require 'companionship'." She rested her hand on his shoulder. Her voice was low but soft. "I don't believe that for a moment." "I see-" His voice cracked; he paused to center himself. "I see no reason for your - interest." "Minara Ladam." He spun around. "How did you know?" "T'Pel told me," she replied. "She also told me Minara had to ask you. Is that normal male Vulcan behaviour?" He relaxed as she caressed his cheek. "It is not...Kathryn."