A Tickle A Day Keeps The Doctor Away [Part 2]
by ALM_Voyager- (c) January 22, 2000
- Disclaimer: Voyager belongs to Paramount Pictures. No infringement intended.
The bridge was dead silent except for a few beeps and tweaks here and there from Voyagers systems. Harry sighed and wondered why one hour seemed to go on for three. He saw Tom glance over his shoulder sympathetically at him. They both had Holodeck time reserved with B'Elanna. There was a new Holonovel they were going to try out - supposedly, according to B'Elanna, who had designed it, it was more than a little riske . . . but that was all the information they were going to get.
Harry turned back to his console and tapped in a few things, the machine making expected noises with each noise, he stated out loud, not thinking, along with it, "Beep, blip, beep-bop." He saw that everyone had stopped and were staring at him. "Uh, sorry, I'm just . . ."
Suddenly the dead silence following Harry's statement was interrupted by noises coming from behind the Ready Room doors. All eyes that had been turned on Harry, including Tuvok's, then turned towards the direction of the doors.
"Uh, is it me," Tom Paris stated out loud for all to hear, "Or does that sound like laughter?"
A few giggles and gales of uncontrollable female laughter seeped out from beneath the cracks in the walls. Then all of a sudden they stopped. Everyone stopped and went back to work . . . beep, beep-blip, bop. The doors of the readyroom whooshed open and all that the senior staffs' eyes could catch was a blur of movement running towards the turbolift and disappearing behind the doors.
"I think that was the Captain," Tom stated not even turning around. The doors opened and Chakotay strode out, breathing heavily. He sat down in his chair on the bridge and punched things into the console.
Tuvok took note, "I'd have to concur, Mr. Paris."
Day Two: The Consequences of Roaming Fingers
Since the readyroom, Chakotay had tickled her in the turbolift, tickled her in Astrometrics (when Seven had mysteriously departed for five minutes), tickled her in the mess hall (before anyone could take notice - he had stopped), tickled her cargo bay two when she had been going over the inventory reports, tickled her outside her own quarters (when all she wanted to do was go to bed) and now, now she had been pulled into a jeffries tube and had tears in her eyes from the roaming fingers.
"Say Uncle," Chakotay was laughing so hard too. Before every tickling session, Chakotay would see Kathryn get a tremble in her knees, during the tickling session, she would laugh so hard that tears would come to her eyes, trying as hard as she could to either break free or kick him where it hurt, and afterwards . . . well let's just say that Chakotay had some bruises and bite marks (purely from self defense) that had been reminders he was only one step away from the brig.
"Da-damnit, Chakotay!" Kathryn stuttered out the words through laughter, "I a-am going to be late" she gasped, "for the doctor!"
"Oh," he stopped suddenly allowing Kathryn to scoot away from him an inch in the jeffries tube, "so you want to go right away?"
Kathryn stopped, "On second thought, keep tickling."
Ensign Peterson was looking intently at his PADD as he walked down the corridor of Voyager. He smiled at Lieutenant Parker as he went by, remembering their kiss in Astrometrics only two days ago, what he wouldn't give to get her into . . . he stopped when he heard something that sounded like laughter. Had he been thinking out loud and someone had thought his impure thoughts were funny? There it was again . . . bwahahahahaha . . . . . he turned one way, then another, in circles looking for the source of the noise but no one was in sight. He edged towards the wall where Jeffries tube twelve was. If he wasn't mistaken . . . he shook his head. 'Well, sickbay is five doors down, might as well stop by and get my head examined,' he thought to himself as he started to walk away. When a high pitched squeal followed he started to run, 'Hello doctor . . .' he envisioned what he was going to say, 'I think the Captain is in the Jeffries tube . . . laughing.'
Continued In Part 3
Where in the JC Universe do you want to go next?
Click here to return to VOYAGES HOME main index
Click here to go to PART 3 of A Tickle A Day!