Series. Unser (T)Raumschiff
Rating: G, Humor
Codes: Schpuck, Kork, Schrotty
Summary: At night at the bridge
Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta. For all remaining errors, blame me.
Star Date - at night all cats are grey
The bridge of the Enterprise lies in darkness. Only there and then flashes some blinking displays its light. Suddenly the doors of the turbolift glide open.
"I don’t know, perhaps we shouldn’t do this, Schpucky.”
"Well, Schrotty, now or never."
"But if the Captain catches us."
"He sleeps deeply. And you want it as much as I – that we finally do it on the bridge."
Mr. Schpuck disappears in the dark, Schrotty follows him carefully.
After a while a softly groaning can be heard.
"Oh, is this good."
"How does it feel, Schpucky?"
"Goooooood, oh yes,"
"Let me, too."
"Soon, Schrotty, I’ll come immediately... up."
Suddenly steppes approach them, the light goes on, and a corky voice says: "Mr. Schpuck, Schrotty, did I not forbid you to sit in my chair?"