WIPpet Wednesday: A New Home

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday –K.L. Schwengel’s weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move their WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date.

WIPpet Math:Today is May 28, 2014.

  • Today’s math…
  • 28 (for the date)9 (the 5 for the month + the 4 from the year) = 17 sentences.Why? Because that’s what left in the story! =)

This month, I’m offering up a taste of myStory A Day May Challenge.I’m exploring my fanfiction concept for Star Trek: Enterprise, and the interspecies relationship betweenT’Pol and Trip, in a project tentatively titled The IDIC Romance.

A Request for Opinions…

Story A Day ends on Saturday. I have a lot of T’Pol and Trip stuff left, and I love a lot of it. Sharing would be fun…

But the stories are variable, since each used at least one prompt. POV, tone, length, level of – ahem- eroticism…there’s a lot of diversity here.

In short, if you’d like more of my Enterprise fan fiction, I’d love to share. If not, well, I’ll be returning to some old familiar friends over the next two months, so there are other things I could WIPpet, instead…

This snippet is an extrapolation from the “jazz club” scenes in the episode “Fusion”. I’ve estimated that this exchange happened about 14 months before the first mission of Enterprise NX-01, the first Warp 5 starship.

And now, let’s rejoinT’Pol, our young protocol anarchist, who followed compelling music into a restaurant…and found herself unexpectedly Awakened…

I imagined him across from me, as we knelt on the sands with the low marriage table between us, shrouded in fog. My fingers rose, trembling as they crossed the little distance to his, touched… his eyes, though soft, held promises of pleasures I had never known. They drew me in, into his mind, his soul – and we were one, the music weaving through us, sealing us together, as the fog drifted, carrying us off to my bed, and he was beside me, his cool human skin pressed against mine as we touched and explored, hungrily –

“You feel like home,” we whispered, as though of one mind. One mind, one body, one soul, soaring with the rising music –

A crescendo – rising within us, within the music –

I came to myself, my eyelids jerking open, gasping at the beauty and the shock of it-

His eyes were the first thing I saw, and, this time, he didn’t look away. He held food in his hands, halfway to his open mouth. He seemed unable to complete the motion. We remained locked within this moment, this stretching, pulsing note, and his eyes held all the things I had imagined, and more. They saw me, knew me, even cowled, for who and what I was – a Vulcan woman, born of the hot deserts.

The food slipped from his hands; fell into his lap. He uttered a half-cry, “Hey!” and looked down

With fear and desire roiling in my stomach, I swallowed back bile, fleeing out into the chill foggy night air. Just out of sight of the Consulate, I could resist no longer, and my stomach ejected its contents forcefully.

As I wiped my mouth and returned to my room, though, I knew that I was no longer home, here.

A human man had Awakened me, and he was my home, now.

Well, we’ve heard T’Pol’s side of the story – but what does Trip have to say about all this? Does he have any idea what’s going on in that pretty little Vulcan’s head? If so, what’s he think about it?

Next Week, Potentially…

The full version of the story

Story A Day commentary…

These posts are the seeds of a project that will germinate over the next months, so input is especially valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my talons sheathed…for the most part.

Want more WIPpets?

Enterprise theme song time! =D



  1. I agree…very intense scene. Very interesting to see her reaction to her sudden realization. And Trip’s as well.

    • Kathi,

      It’s fun imagining the moment when both of their lives changed forever. A moment that leaves them both, in different ways, losing their dinners!

      This week, a little (really a little) from Trip, on the subject…

  2. Now this… THIS!! (I liked btw)

    I felt a bit lost for a moment at the beginning, unsure of where we’d stepped into this scene. Then I realized T’Pol was not referring to her promised husband but Trip in the dreamlike-connection. Then it flowed better…

    You captured the humanity, the tension, the heat… only thing–do Vulcans call themselves Vulcans in their own language? Or would she be “thinking” in Standard?

    • I liked it too. As you can see, T’Pol was already surprising me! She seems to find it – agreeable – to do so.

      Maybe I should have said that this snippet comes directly after the one from last week…but I was playing with my Valentine’s story, and then I was running late to finish multiple posts, and…well, you know. =)

      In everything I’ve read, they do indeed call themselves Vulcan. There may be something written where they have another name; I don’t know.

      I think she may be thinking in English (not Standard; Enterprise’s “official” language is referred to more than once as plain ol’ English). I theorize that her first foremother T’Mir, who spent several months on Earth in the 1950’s (“Carbon Creek”), instructed her, which may be why T’Pol speaks it so well – she’s known it since childhood.

      She might also be thinking in Vulcan, but translating…

      What an intriguing question!

      I should take a look to see if it makes sense when reading the whole piece, and people can tell that it’s Trip and not Koss she imagines being with. That’s a pretty important distinction, going forward. No sense muddying the water at the outset!

  3. Oh, that was intense. Both steamy and emotional, and you conveyed it so well.

    As for your question, I’ve been enjoying these T’Pol/Trip snippets, so I don’t object to reading more. 🙂 But I understand the desire to put other stuff out there, too, so I suppose it’s a matter of what feels right in the moment.

    • Amy,

      *curtsies brightly, ignoring creaky knees*

      Thank you. It was lots of fun to write – or, rather, to have T’pol whispering that of course this is what this moment was like, for her. I wonder what Trip would have done if he’d known what she was getting up to with him inside her head… 😉

      Honestly, I would be thrilled to share more of these. It’ll be good to review them more slowly, and I could even set them up in advance. That would free me up a bit more for my summer writing, which is in WIPs I’ve shared here only briefly, so far…

      Unless there’s an unexpected salvo of objection, there will be more (maybe lots more!) T’Pol and Trip here. =D

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