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CATEGORY: Voyager J/C RATING: PG-13 AUTHOR: LadyChakotay SUMMARY: I received to a challenge to write a J/C all dialogue story. While I enjoy reading them, I have never attempted to write one. This is my first venture, and I know it's completely ridiculous, but it was fun. Please be gentle. I'm sensitive. J DISCLAIMER: All hail Paramount. They live in the royal Star Trek castle. I am but a lowly peasant dodging the alligators in the moat and the trolls on the drawbridge as I try to catch a glimpse of the tattooed prince playing with his sword. I make no profit from this. If people were willing to pay money to read my stuff, it'd be sitting on a bookstore shelf not archived on the internet. And I'd be signing autographs at grand openings and Star Trek conventions instead of doing CPR for a living. Sigh. Such is life. Dialogue in the Dark Janeway: (sprawled on sofa) Chakotay? Chakotay: (sprawled on floor) Hmmm? Janeway: This isn't synthehol, is it? Chakotay: That's a silly question, Kathryn. Janeway: That doesn't mean you don't have to answer it. Chakotay: (silence) Janeway: (sigh) Well, is it synthehol or real blood wine? Chakotay: Yes. Janeway: Yes what? Chakotay: Yes to your question. Janeway: You're saying yes that its synthehol, or yes that its blood wine? Chakotay: That's right. Janeway: Well which one is it, Chakotay? Chakotay: Which one is what? Janeway: (throws a pillow at him) Is it synthehol or isn't it? Yes or no? Chakotay: Yes… or no. I mean… I have no idea what you're talking about. Janeway: Damn it, Chakotay! Will you just answer me? Chakotay: Of course, Captain. (scratches his ear) What was the question? Janeway: (Room goes dark) What the hell happened to the lights? Chakotay: Looks like they went out. Janeway: (snorts sarcastically) Well, I can see that, Commander. I mean what caused it. Chakotay: Maybe the ship's computer overloaded trying to answer your question. Janeway: Very funny. I don't think I want to talk to you until you can answer me. Torres: Engineering to Janeway. Chakotay: She doesn't want to talk to you, B'Elanna. Not unless you can answer her question. She loves questions. Torres: Uh … okay. What's the question? Chakotay: I don't remember. Torres: Captain, do you want to hear why the power is out, or did you have a question for me? Janeway: No. Torres: No you don't want to hear about the power failure, or no you don't have a question? Janeway: Wouldn't asking about the power failure in itself be a question? Chakotay: (groan) Here we go… Janeway: (Slaps him on top of the head) Torres: This may be none of my business, Captain. But, have you two been drinking? Janeway: THAT is the question! Torres: (irritated) Okay, I can see I need to deal with Tuvok about the power failure. But it's going to be dark until I can fix the problem, Captain. You and Chakotay would be safest to stay right where you are. Torres out. Chakotay: Where are we, anyway? Janeway: We're in the Delta Quadrant, you idiot. Chakotay: Kathryn, are you afraid of the dark? Janeway: Why do you ask? Chakotay: Because if you are, I'll hold you until the lights come back on. Janeway: (sarcastically) That's very selfless of you, Chakotay. But Starfleet Captains are not afraid of the dark. Chakotay: I'll hold you anyway if you want. It could get cold in here. Janeway: (chuckles) I believe you're trying to seduce me. Chakotay: You finally noticed? I've been trying to seduce you for seven years! Janeway: Why? Chakotay: Because that's how long we've been on the ship, Kathryn. I didn't know you before then. Janeway: (rolls her eyes) No, I mean why have you been trying to seduce me? Chakotay: That's another silly question. Janeway: (wraps her arms around his neck) If you tell me, I'll let you hold me. Chakotay: Really? Janeway: Really. Chakotay: Because you're very intelligent, and beautiful. Because I love the way your hair looks like fire in the right light. And… Janeway: And what? Chakotay: And, because I love you. Janeway: Why didn't you tell me before? Chakotay: Don't know. I guess it's easier in the dark. Rejection is more fun with the lights off. Janeway: (purring seductively) You know what else is fun in the dark? Chakotay: (shivering) Um … Telling scary stories? Janeway: (climbs onto his lap) No. (kisses his mouth) Finding out that the person you love, loves you too. (nibbles on his ear) And making love to your Captain. (unzips her uniform top) That is always best in the dark. Computer: Power has been restored. (Lights flicker on) Janeway: (looks seductively at Chakotay) Chakotay: (looks like a kid on Christmas Eve) Janeway & Chakotay: Computer, lights out. Chakotay: Remind me to thank Paris for that bottle of blood wine! Fini' All feedback Ladychakotay@yahoo.com |
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