Captain's log, stardate 49655.2. Our sensors have located a variety of flower which may prove to be a valuable nutritional supplement. I have sent Mister Neelix and Mister Tuvok to collect samples.
[Planet surface]
"Oh, smell that air, Mister Vulcan. Look at that sky. Oh, it's an exhilarating day, isn't it?" Neelix asked.
"As you well know by now, Mister Neelix, I do not experience exhilaration." Tuvok said.
"Oh, let's not quibble about semantics. A breeze is blowing. The sun is shining. It's beautiful." said Neelix.
"The weather is certainly adequate for our purposes." Tuvok said.
"Adequate? You know something? You're acting more Tuvokian than usual this morning." said Neelix.
"I am who I am, Mister Neelix. It is impossible for me to be more or less like myself." Tuvok said.
"There you go with the semantics again. But you know what I'm talking about." Neelix said.
"I'm afraid I don't." said Tuvok.
"Well, then I'll explain it to you. You're a nature lover, aren't you?" Neelix asked.
"I appreciate nature, yes." said Tuvok.
"Then it's one of the things that you and I have in common. And here we are, on a perfect day, foraging for an exceptionally lovely variety of orchid, your favourite flower, and all you can say about the experience is that it's adequate. I just, I don't see why you're not having fun." Neelix said.
"We are not here to have fun. We are here to collect samples." said Tuvok.
"Why, is there some regulation that says we can't do both at the same time? I know. Why don't, why don't we sing a song while we toil, hmm? It'll cheer you up. Now, I've been studying Vulcan music. Do you know that lovely tune that starts, (sings) Oh starless night of boundless black." Neelix said.
"That lovely tune is a traditional funeral dirge." Tuvok replied.
"I know, but it was the most cheerful song I could find in the Vulcan database. Come on, Tuvok, join me. Oh starless night of boundless black." Neelix started singing again.
"Mister Neelix." said Tuvok.
"Yes?" Neelix replied.
"Do you think you could possibly behave a little less like yourself?" Tuvok asked.
[Bridge]
"Are Neelix and Tuvok back from the surface?" Janeway asked.
"Not yet. We're having some trouble with the transporter." Chakotay said.
"Captain, there's a minor glitch in the molecular imaging scanners. Ensign Kim should have it up and running in a few minutes." said B'Elanna.
[Transporter room]
"Try narrowing the annular confinement beam." said Harry.
"How's that?" Hogan asked.
"Let's try it again. Kim to Away team. Sorry for the delay. We're ready to bring you back." said Harry.
"Acknowledged." Tuvok replied.
"Energise." Harry said.
"There's something wrong, sir. I'm only getting one pattern." said Tuvix.
"Tuvok or Neelix?" Harry asked.
"I don't think it's either of them." Hogan said.
"Abort." said Harry.
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The Other Torres | A Star Trek Fanfiction *Book 1*
FanfictionAmanda Torres is the younger sister of B'Elanna Torres, she was 3 when her parents divorced whereas B'Elanna was six, Amanda lived with her father in San Francisco, her father was a Captain in Starfleet and was promoted to admiral when Amanda was 14...
