Title: The Lesson For The DayAuthor: M.
Email: [email protected]
Rating: PG
Pairing: Trip/Hoshi
Keywords: UST, Humor, CiaC
CiaC words: Trip/Orange/Snow
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Enterprise belongs to Paramount and all their ilk. I'm not affiliated with Paramount,
Viacom or whatever. No money exchanged hands for the production of this fanfic.
Summary: Lesson for the day: snow's not supposed to be orange."
The Lesson For The Day"
by M.
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The snow was actually orange. Folding his arms across his chest, Trip leaned
back against the shuttlepod and tilted his head back to watch the very
fluffy, very *orange* flakes as they floated to the ground.
"Beautiful." Hoshi murmured softly, stopping next to him, her gaze on the
sky as well.
"Yeah," He nodded, looking over at her with a faint smile. "Gorgeous." His
gaze lingered on her face for a moment longer than necessary before it
returned to the snow-covered hills.
Hoshi surpressed a blush, shaking her head. "I can't convince myself it's
actually snow."
Trip chuckled. "I know what you mean. My brain's convinced snow's supposed
to be white but the scanner doesn't lie." He grinned. "Unless T'Pol tweaked
it. Vulcan practical joke maybe?"
She laughed, nudging him lightly. "Very funny, Trip. If the Sub-Commander
hears you, who knows what she'll do."
"Logic me to death?" He joked, smiling as an orange flake landed on Hoshi's
nose. His smile softening, he reached out to brush it away. "Think this
stuff tastes like it looks?"
She smiled impishly. "Is it safe to find out?"
"Don't remember hearing about anything toxic in the briefing." He thought
back. "Should be safe." He watched Hoshi tilt her head back and stick out
her tongue in an attempt to catch a snowflake. He grinned as she bobbed and
weaved until a large flake landed on the tip.
"Well?" He waited expectantly as she drew it into her mouth, tasting it.
"Ugh." Hoshi mock-shuddered. "Yuck."
"That bad?" Trip grinned at the disgusted expression on her face.
"Salty." She clarified with a smile. "And very bitter."
He considered her answer then his grin widened. "Guess the lesson for the
day is don't eat orange snow."
Hoshi laughed, shaking her head, and looking out a the orange-covered
landscape. "I'll be sure to tell the captain to record that in his log." She
murmured dryly, brushing a loose hair away from her face.
"Hey, some of the best advice I've ever gotten sounded like that!" Trip
protested as her laughter bubbled to the surface once more. "It's good
stuff."
She nodded, humoring him. After a moment, Hoshi looked over with a
thoughtful expression. "Trip?"
"Yeah, darlin'?"
"You don't suppose I just ate a life form do you?"
"Hope not. Cap'n Archer'll be mad if we make first contact by eatin' one of
the natives."
"Here's to hoping..." She agreed. "Trip?"
"Yeah?"
"How come I tasted one and not you?"
"Easy," He grinned. "I listen to the advice I"m given."
"Trip!"
Finis
Email: [email protected]
Rating: PG
Pairing: Trip/Hoshi
Keywords: UST, Humor, CiaC
CiaC words: Trip/Orange/Snow
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Enterprise belongs to Paramount and all their ilk. I'm not affiliated with Paramount,
Viacom or whatever. No money exchanged hands for the production of this fanfic.
Summary: Lesson for the day: snow's not supposed to be orange."
The Lesson For The Day"
by M.
-------
The snow was actually orange. Folding his arms across his chest, Trip leaned
back against the shuttlepod and tilted his head back to watch the very
fluffy, very *orange* flakes as they floated to the ground.
"Beautiful." Hoshi murmured softly, stopping next to him, her gaze on the
sky as well.
"Yeah," He nodded, looking over at her with a faint smile. "Gorgeous." His
gaze lingered on her face for a moment longer than necessary before it
returned to the snow-covered hills.
Hoshi surpressed a blush, shaking her head. "I can't convince myself it's
actually snow."
Trip chuckled. "I know what you mean. My brain's convinced snow's supposed
to be white but the scanner doesn't lie." He grinned. "Unless T'Pol tweaked
it. Vulcan practical joke maybe?"
She laughed, nudging him lightly. "Very funny, Trip. If the Sub-Commander
hears you, who knows what she'll do."
"Logic me to death?" He joked, smiling as an orange flake landed on Hoshi's
nose. His smile softening, he reached out to brush it away. "Think this
stuff tastes like it looks?"
She smiled impishly. "Is it safe to find out?"
"Don't remember hearing about anything toxic in the briefing." He thought
back. "Should be safe." He watched Hoshi tilt her head back and stick out
her tongue in an attempt to catch a snowflake. He grinned as she bobbed and
weaved until a large flake landed on the tip.
"Well?" He waited expectantly as she drew it into her mouth, tasting it.
"Ugh." Hoshi mock-shuddered. "Yuck."
"That bad?" Trip grinned at the disgusted expression on her face.
"Salty." She clarified with a smile. "And very bitter."
He considered her answer then his grin widened. "Guess the lesson for the
day is don't eat orange snow."
Hoshi laughed, shaking her head, and looking out a the orange-covered
landscape. "I'll be sure to tell the captain to record that in his log." She
murmured dryly, brushing a loose hair away from her face.
"Hey, some of the best advice I've ever gotten sounded like that!" Trip
protested as her laughter bubbled to the surface once more. "It's good
stuff."
She nodded, humoring him. After a moment, Hoshi looked over with a
thoughtful expression. "Trip?"
"Yeah, darlin'?"
"You don't suppose I just ate a life form do you?"
"Hope not. Cap'n Archer'll be mad if we make first contact by eatin' one of
the natives."
"Here's to hoping..." She agreed. "Trip?"
"Yeah?"
"How come I tasted one and not you?"
"Easy," He grinned. "I listen to the advice I"m given."
"Trip!"
Finis