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.We’re led by the capable fingers and nimble mind of Emily Wrayburn.
Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!
But right now, it’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. I’m slowly figuring out how to pull them all together into a coherent whole that explores just how and why T’Pol was the one Vulcan chosen to accompany Enterprise NX-01 on her maiden voyage.
I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my intiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!
Trip walks away from his Vulcan Surprise Package – and straight into the music he’s got to face…
Here’s the standard disclaimer. I don’t own them; I don’t make money from them; I just love them, and I tell the stories they give me as well as I can.
- Today is September 27, 2017.
- I have 4 paragraphs for you today – I subtracted the first digit of the day from the second, incorrectly, because I have a bit of a cold and my brain is a little muzzy. (7–2 only equals 4 in my addled brain).
Something to Say
Hoshi Sato was standing there when Trip got to the Situation Room, and the way she had her arms crossed over her chest, and her foot tapping, said that he’d gotten in trouble with her. They’d become friends way back when she was trying to decide whether to take Jon’s offer of joining Starfleet. It wasn’t going to matter to her that he was her commanding officer, if she had something to say.
“What the hell are you thinking, Commander Tucker?” Her voice was a quiet hiss of fury; it reminded him of the way Miss “My Name Is T’Pol”’s eyes had somehow flashed anger at him even though nothing in her expression seemed to have changed by so much as a micrometer.
“I don’t know what you mean.” He gave her an aww-shucks shrug and grin, hoping she was young enough and complacent enough that she would let it go.
“Like hell you don’t, sir. She hasn’t done anything to any of us; she’s only been aboard for 8 minutes. It’s not fair to antagonize her just because she got assigned here, and she happens to be Vulcan. She can’t help who she is, or how humans feel about her people. Play nice, Commander Tucker, or I’m going to tell your mother when we get home.”
Will Trip play nice?
Will Hoshi tattle on him?
Will T’Pol’s second 8 minutes be as eventful as the first?
If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page.
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