Everybody Loves Trip - Chapter 5

Everybody loves Trip

by Hoshissis

Rated: PG-13
Genre: Friendship/humor, some implications of slash in later chapters

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Paramount, and the author is making no profit at all from this story.

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Chapter Five

“Phlox!” shouted Trip as he dived through the door. “Phlox!”

“Commander what’s the matter?”

“Something’s wrong, you’ve gotta help me,” asked Trip, trying to regain his breath and compose himself.

“What seems to be the matter?” said Doctor Phlox walking up to Trip with a puzzled look on his face. He then leaned in to Commander Tucker and began to smell the air around him, looking extremely fascinated.

“Oh god now you’re doing it as well!” said a very agitated Trip.

“Doing that!”

“Sniffing me! People keep sniffing me, and then they look all weird and go goggle eyed, making suggestive remarks and coming on to me.”

“Coming on to you!” asked a confused Phlox.

“You know, coming on to me!” replied Trip indicating what he meant. “Just now T’Pol tried to jump me in the shower. I’ve always wished women would pay attention to me but this is ridiculous. The Cap’n kissed me in his ready room and threw a jealous hissy fit over Malcolm. Everyone’s gone weird,” he said throwing his hands up in despair.

“Hmmmmm!” replied Phlox reaching for his scanner. He was intrigued about what Commander Tucker was doing in T’Pol’s shower, but he thought it was better not to mention it, since the Commander looked agitated enough as it was. “It would seem the chemical, which has built up in your blood is affecting your pheromones.”

“Ma what!”

“Pheromones Commander! A chemical secreted by an animal that influences the behavior or development of others of the same species. It looks like your previous interaction with the Sargosians has caused this chemical to affect your pheromones, making them very pronounced. I must admit you smell quite enchanting at the moment.”

“What do ya mean?” replied a very confused Trip.

“Your pronounced pheromones are accentuating the emotions and feelings that others feel towards you to the extreme. It’s fortunate that Denoblian females are the seducers in our species who initiate mating, otherwise your scent would probably have affected me as well.”

“Is there anything can you do or am I just going to run around the ship trying to keep my virtue intake, hoping it will wear off?” asked an anxious Trip.

“I doubt it will wear off Commander, if anything it will get worse.”

“Worse! How on earth can it get any worse?” Then, thinking about what he had just said, “No, don’t answer that. I can imagine how much worse it can get. So what am I going to do?”

“Why don’t I hide you in decon, while I do some blood tests to try and reverse the effects. If nothing else it will give you time to have a rest and hopefully I can find a solution before people realize where you are.”

“Thanks Phlox, you’re a life saver!”

“The only problem is if someone is so determined to find you, all they need to do is check internal sensors.”

“Not if I disable them first. I think a slight detour is in order. I’ll comm. you when I am in decon and disable the lock. It should give me a few hours respite at least.”

“Be careful, Commander. I’ll keep you informed of my progress,” replied Phlox, taking the vial of blood he had just taken from Commander Tucker to his workunit.

“I’ll say this, life is never dull when Commander Tucker’s around,” Phlox muttered to himself when Trip left the room.

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One hour later

Lying down on the floor in decon, Trip pondered the events which had occurred over the last 24 hours. // Why oh why do I get myself into these situations? Iif I didn’t know any better I’d say I was jinxed. First pregnant, now this - I absolutely refuse to go over to anymore alien ships. From now on I’m giving advice and instructions over a comm. link. Boring but much safer! //

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Malcolm had just finished his shift and he was determined to find Trip to spend some time with him. There would be nothing unusual in this since it was a normal occurrence the two friends had regularly engaged in, but tonight his entertainment plans for him and Trip were far more elaborate and different than usual. With a smirk on his face and images dancing around his head of what he was going to do with Mr Tucker once he found him, he set off for the Messhall.

Captain Archer was getting bored waiting for Trip to finish up with whatever T’Pol wanted him for - he wanted to finish watching the game and more importantly, finish what they had started before. //Where the heck was Trip?// thought Captain Archer as he wandered over to the comm.. // Malcolm……… I bet that snake Malcolm is trying his luck again, he’s always around Trip, bothering him to spend time with him. I’ll show him, Trip’s my friend not his. // With jealously rearing its ugly head, Captain Archer set off to the Armoury to check the whereabouts of Commander Tucker and Malcolm Reed.

T’Pol was also tired of waiting in her quarters, how long does it take to find some precautions, not that they needed any since she was certain the chance of any accidents occurring would be highly unlikely. Therefore the logical conclusion was that Commander Tucker was testing her intelligence and suitability as a worthy mate. // I will rise to the challenge, // she thought as she made her way to the bridge.

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I am really enjoying your story. Thanks! I can hardly wait to see Malcolm, Archer and T'Pol collide.

Omigosh! Whatever will happen when the three meet? I can't wait to find out!