Prove It to Me

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The mumbled sound of thrash metal music blaring at low volume on a tape in the radio

Sampson opened his eyes...He had fallen asleep in his CO chair with the whiskey glass in his hand. Yesterday was long and exhausting, and the first thing he saw...

 Yesterday was long and exhausting, and the first thing he saw

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Eugen: Good morning Sampson...time to prove it to me...as you promised...

She stood in front of him, leaning forward with both of her arms against his chair trapping him.

Sampson: Yeah, I will but...

Eugen: But what?

Sampson: This isn't necessary!

Eugen giggled.

Eugen: I can't do a little teasing?

Hipper walked into the bridge, shocked at what she is witnessing

Hipper: Sister what the hell!!

Eugen: Hipper, it's not what it looks like I swear!

Hipper tackled Eugen to the ground in anger.

Eugen: Ow! I was just teasing him calm down!

Sampson sat up and turned the radio off during the commotion and scuffle between the two.

Eugen: Get off of me!

Hipper eventually got up, and off of Eugen, standing up with an angry expression.

Eugen: You don't have to be so rash!

She said as she got up off the floor.

Eugen: Strange music you listen to, I've never heard it before

Sampson: Yeah it's not a popular genre

Sampson popped the glass bottle of whiskey open and poured some into a glass. Out of nowhere, Eugen then grabbed the glass out of his hand.

Eugen: I'll be taking this

Sampson: Hey, give that back

Eugen: I like a good alcoholic drink too..but this is not a proper morning beverage

Sampson: Something in the history books said she is "uncaring" for other people...what is this all about? Why does she care what I drink?! I want my whiskey back!

Eugen: Which is why I took the liberty of making you coffee, I saw your notes, how you like it...so go ahead and drink away

Eugen took Sampson's bottle of whiskey and drank straight from it as she was walking away

Sampson: Taking my whiskey away from me... that's enough to make a grown man cry

Sampson began drinking the cup of coffee, staring out the windows of the warship. Unfortunately he couldn't watch the sunrise this time, as his ship was pointed in the opposite direction.

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