Cold Fusion (Star Trek: Starfleet Corps of Engineers)
Chapter One
Commander, I humbly request permission to feed
Abramowitz to the larvae."
Kieran Duffy sighed, rolled his eyes, took a sip
of his coffee, then looked up at the Nasat
standing before him in the mess hall. "What is
it this time, Pattie?"
P8 Blue, presently standing upright on her two
rear legs, was tossing a padd back and forth
among four of her arms. "Oh, it's nothing
different. She simply will not stop playing that
music."
"Have you asked her to stop?"
"Repeatedly. Endlessly. Constantly."
"Well, at least your grasp of adverbs is
improving."
"Commander -"
Holding up a hand, Duffy said, "Look, I'll talk
to her, okay? I have to be on the bridge in
five, and -"
"That's the other thing, we're always on and off
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