The BLTS Archive - Snafu
by Devorephile (Devorephile@hotmail.com)

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A response to a story challenge from J. Winter - use the line 'Oh, and
another thing.  Please don't fuck on my bridge.' in a story.

Disclaimer: Paramount Pictures owns Star Trek and the characters of
Captain Janeway, Ensigns Paris and Kim, and probably anyone else who
appears in this story. The story idea is mine. If I could make money
doing this, you sure wouldn't be seeing it here.

Archive: Sure, why not?

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Captain Kathryn Janeway sat comfortably in the command chair,
reviewing the latest reports from Astrometrics. Only the soft chirping
of various panels and the soft conversation of ensigns Paris and Kim
punctuated the relative quiet of the bridge.  She looked up 
occasionally, catching snippets of their conversation.  Tom's
fascination with the 20th century sometimes resulted in some rather
interesting colloquialisms.

Suddenly a PZZZZZZAPP of static split the silence.  Tom  jumped,
startled, as waft of smoke and Harry's dark head arose simultaneously
from underneath the helm console.

"Harry!"  Tom looked under the console, critically perusing the other
ensign's work.

"Sorry, Tom.  I had the polarity reversed."

"Gentlemen?"  Janeway had risen from her seat to investigate the
commotion.

"It's nothing, Captain."  Tom flashed his easy smile.  "Just a little
SNAFU."

"SNAFU?"

"An old saying...  'Situation Normal, All Fuck....'  Er..."  Tom
spluttered as his face turned bright red.

Harry's eyes became as large as saucers as Janeway cocked her head at
Tom.

"Very well, Mr. Paris."  She smiled wryly at him, trying to stifle a
smile.  "I'll be in my ready room."

She turned to go, then added, "Oh, and another thing.  Please don't
fuck on my bridge."

Tom and Harry's mouths dropped open in surprise as the Captain made
her exit.

"Fuck UP my bridge."  Tom turned to Harry, who still had a dumbfounded
expression on his face.  "I think she meant 'Don't fuck UP my
bridge.'"

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The End