New Years Eve
T'Len
2004
Series. Unser
(T)Rausmchiff
Rating: PG,
Humor
Codes: Kork,
Schpuck, Schrotty, Die Pille
Summary: Sylvester on board
Feedback: tlen11@freenet.de
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
2002-31-12 T’Len representing Captain Kork: It’s party-time
„I’m so horny, I’m
so crazy, I’ll fuck the Anton from Tirol.“ Kork sang loudly – and incorrectly –
as he glanced satisfied into his mirror. Yes, this leather-trousers-outfit was
exactly the right for the Sylvester party at the hotel „Alpine rose“ on
Ur-Anus. Although he rather had
preferred to wear this charming dirndl. Unfortunately he didn’t look favourable
in it – not to say he looked fat. He
observed himself once more – and pulled just for safety his belly a little bit
in.
„Yeah, Captain,
what takes you so long? “ Schpuck called from outside the cabin. Followed by a
giggle from Die Pille.
„What’s so
humorous out there? “ Kork asked and stepped to his comrades.
Die Pille pointed
at Schrotty, who just approached them – in a pink rabbit costume.
„Don’t giggle
that stupid,“ he grumbled. „It was the only costume, that yet was available in
my size“
“Did you confuse
Sylvester with Easter? “ Schpuck asked and did hide his grin quickly behind a
view into his pocket mirror.
„You don’t look better. Heidi with such unshaved
legs,“ Schrotty gave back. Indeed,
Schpuck looked with his mini-skirt and his braids not very respectfully. Die
Pille with his old army uniform gaves a more respectful view then the others of
the gang.
„Stop it, girls!
“ Kork commanded. „We’ve got to go. I don’t want be too late, otherwise the
best the buffet is already gone.“
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„Schrotty, what’s wrong?“ Kork didn’t hide
his displeasure and stepped impatiently from one foot to the other. Next to him on the platform Schpuck glanced
again into his mirror. Behind them, Die Pille hummed something
incomprehensible. They stood there already for five minutes and still hadn’t
beamed down.
Schrotty shrugged
helplessly with his shoulder. „We run out of our beam-contingent for this year,
I fear. Until new year we will be
stucked here.“
-End-