The BLTS Archive- Whoops
by Suz Voy (suzvoy@tesco.net)

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Disclaimer - you know this by now. They are owned by Paramount.

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It took some time to convince Neelix that Harry wasn't taking
advantage of Naomi, and in the interim the Talaxian proceeded to chase
the human around the transporter room. Harry - who was beginning to
understand just *why* bra's were a neccesity - quickly released Naomi
who instantly began babbling again until Kathryn caught her and placed
her hand over the girls mouth.

The group of observers who watched the escapade carefully moved up
onto the transporter pad partially to stay out of the way, but mostly
to get a good view of the action. Kathryn, Naomi and the Doctor
remained by the door.

Tom started chanting. "Neelix! Neelix!"

Seven frowned. She found that odd behaviour since Ensigns' Paris and
Kim had stated on several occasions that they were best friends. She
was about to ask Commander Chakotay why Ensign Paris would behave in
such a manner when a possible solution presented itself. Of course.
The ensign was participating in an attempt at humour. She had been
informed on several occasions - particularly by Lieutenant Torres -
that she should try to explore her own sense of humour. This seemed as
good a time as any.

Raising her arm and punching her fist in the air much the same way as
Ensign Paris, she began speaking. "Ensign Kim, Ensign Kim."

Fortunately Harry didn't seem to notice, or he no doubt would have
lost his concentration and been unable to avoid Neelix's tackle as
they leapt by the isolinear relays they were using instead of
bio-neural gel packs in the transporter room.

Everyone else stared at the ex-Borg for a few moments before deciding
that it really wasn't that bad an idea...

Soon they had broken into two factions. Well, three actually. One was
rooting for Harry, one was rooting for Neelix, and the third faction -
which consisted of a single crewmember - thought the whole concept was
illogical.

B'Elanna called him a spoilsport and continued shouting.

It was then that Harry noticed, the combined voices of everyone else
in the room (apart from Naomi who was still muffled) finally reaching
his ears and breaking through his concentration.

"Wha-?" he asked, just as he jumped up behind the console. The
distraction was enough. The Talaxian leapt masterfully and grabbed
onto Harry's waist. Yelling out in surprise the ensign began to fall
and desperate not to fall completely, he did the only thing he could.
He threw out his hands to brace himself on the console.

And accidentally pressed some very specific buttons.

The crewmembers on the transporter pad began to dematerialise.

Naomi's mumbling stopped as she stared, wide eyed.

Kathryn gasped.

The Doctor grinned.

Neelix grinned cheesily.

Harry swore.

Pulling himself away from Neelix who seemed to have briefly forgotten
his ill-measured vendetta, Harry ran his fingers over the transporter
console.

"Where are they being transported?" Kathryn demanded, walking towards
the pad.

"An unnoccupied turbolift on deck two." It could be worse, he
thought..they could- "Oh no."

"What?" Neelix asked, looking over his shoulder.

Harry said nothing, merely looking back at the transporter pad.
Kathryn, Neelix, the Doctor and Naomi followed his gaze and echoed his
words and sentiment.

Because although all of them had been transported - Chakotay, Tom,
B'Elanna, Tuvok, Seven - it was quite obvious that their clothes
hadn't been.

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The End