since a decent bit of you have recently followed for tmct (and the fic is currently in production, i promise you), might i recommend my other golden child?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
bootleg right here is an entire fan season dedicated to the mutant mayhem boys! yes i got that impatient for tales to come out last august– and it just finished! i'd be so happy if you checked it out, and if it still isn't clicking, allow me to share some highlights (with more below the cut !!) ^^
I adjusted the Lower Decks SNW uniforms to better match the proportions of the originals. The Strange New Worlds version looks good, I just think a closer match could have been better still.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26780623/chapters/86070142 Readed the latest chapter of my favorite Anthology Fic of one of my favorite shows, made @prodigy-sorcerer , and I just had to make this edit. Hope that at least some get to like it.
Hi! Big fan of your fics. I have a suggestion for one: the basic idea is that the Lower Decks characters (mainly the Warp Core Four) get involved with the ep. "Trials and Tribble-ations" Meet both DS9 and TOS crew in a subtle/not-so-subtle way (PARADOX!). Bonus: They are drawn and animated in TAS Filmation style, with some of them slightly aware. Maybe a bit of Mariner x Boimler? Hope you have fun with the idea.
Time Tribbles
The Warp Core Four decides to go back in time to the Enterprise to do some not-so-scientific research on Tribbles. They come across not one, but two famous Starfleet Crews
Tendi dragged herself to her bunk. She was absolutely exhausted from pulling double shifts in Medbay to make up for the influx of patients. Earlier today, some of the food replicators were producing food at extreme temperatures. They were also uncontrollably spewing food out, and in the case of ten forward, literally spraying boiling nacho cheese. Crew members had been in and out all day with burns. Just as she sat on her bed, she saw Mariner down the hallway. Both of them waved to each other.
"Yo, Tendi, what's up?" Mariner said as she walked up to her.
"Nothing much; I’m just exhausted from all the activity in Medbay. I did see somebody with a nacho cheese burn in the shape of an Orion continent!" She smiled.
"I have something that will cheer you up!" Mariner held up her finger and ran off, going to get her special piece of contraband.
After a few minutes, she returned with a Tribble in hand. It had brown fur and little white patches. She handed the Tribble to Tendi and sat down next to her. The cooing of the ball of fur filled the room.
"Personally, I would prefer getting drunk, but I thought this might be more up your alley" Beckett smiled as Tendi ran her hand through the fur, her eyes lit up.
"This is the cutest thing ever," Tendi squealed. She then spoke in baby talk to the Tribble, "Yes you are, you are the cutest little Tribble on this ship.”
She continued to pet the Tribble for a couple of minutes before finally speaking, "You know, I've always wanted to see a Tribble reproduce. I know that the ones they sell at the pet stores are neutered."
Beckett thought for a second before finally speaking. "Ok, so I got this really cool piece of contraband from the planet we did second contact with a couple of weeks back. I've been testing it, and I think it opens up portals to different times. We could go back in time to see Tribbles reproduce."
"But isn't that against the rules?”
"Yes, but it's for science, so it's probably ok. Come on, let get Rutherford and Boimler."
…
A few hours later, the four Ensigns were in an empty part of the docking bay. All of them were wearing 2260s uniforms. Tendi messed with her holographic disguise, trying to find the right hairstyle. She felt odd with blonde hair and peachy skin, but there was no way she could go back in time looking like an Orion. Enterprise crew members would ask too many questions.
"Bangs or no Bangs?" She adjusted her holographic remote, letting it flip through different hairstyles.
"Definitely the Bangs," Rutherford gave a thumbs up before continuing his excitement-filled lecture about Constitution-class ships. “Did you know that turbolifts were not completely voice-controlled back then? You had to hold down a bar for them to work.”
"Mariner, are you sure we should be doing this. Time travel is against 253.7-" Boimler began before being cut off Mariner.
"Rules, Schmules. Come on, Boims, this could be your one chance to see Kirk in flesh and blood."
"Fine, but I'm keeping you in check," he spoke.
Beckett then pulled out the small blue stone from her trouser pocket. It glowed softly in her hand. She set it down and stated where she wanted to go "Stardate 4523.3, USS Enterprise 1701."
The store glowed brighter until it flashed, opening up a small portal to the other ship. Its corridors were empty, meaning the Ensigns could slip in undetected.
"Ready to do science stuff?" Mariner asked Tendi.
She bounced in excitement, nodding rapidly. Mariner was the first to step into the portal. She felt slight tingles all over her body as she popped out on the other side. The Enterprise looked much different than the ships of her time. The lights had colored tints, and more equipment was exposed. Rutherford came out of the portal next, slightly dizzy but extremely excited to see such an old ship. Tendi and Boimler followed. Once through the portal, it returned to its original gem form.
Boimler slowly stood up, trying to shake off how dizzy he felt. "I feel so stiff and kinda cheap too,"
"You look different," Rutherford pointed out
"Oh god! Am I phasy again?!?"
"No, but your eyes look smaller," Tendi looked at all of them. "We all look kinda different."
"Probably some stupid time travel stuff, come on, let's got find some Tribbles!" Mariner shoved the gem in her pocket and started down the hallway, followed by the other four.
Soon, they came to the main corridor that was bustling with people. The women styled their hair in extravagant bumps and wore earrings. Most wore minidresses, a popular style in the 2260s, but a couple wore the tunic style uniform, just as Mariner was. The sound of boots tapping filled the hallway, and the gold rank bands on the officer sleeve sparkled among the sea of yellow, red, and blue. Perhaps the most striking thing, however, was the lack of aliens. The vast majority of the officers were human, a stark contrast from how diverse the Cerritos was.
Suddenly, Mariner stopped and motioned to the other three to get against the wall. From just around the corner, two very famous Starfleet officers could be heard.
"Is that Kirk?" Boimler asked
Mariner nodded, feeling just as excited as the rest of them but doing an excellent job of hiding it. Kirk and Spock were speaking with someone through the communication unit.
"Bridge to Captain Kirk." A young man with a Russian accent spoke.
"Kirk here." The captain responded
“Mister Baris is waiting on channel E to speak to you, sir."
Mariners’ heart was beating fast. She may have acted like she didn't care, but she did grow up as a Starfleet brat, and though she may have seen Captain Kirk in a holodeck simulation, it wasn't the same as being a couple of feet away from him.
"Mister Baris is coming on." The young man spoke again.
"Yes, Mister Baris. What can I do for you?" Kirk’s voice was pleasant
"Kirk, this station is swarming with Klingons." A man by the name of Baris replied.
"I was not aware, Mister Baris, that twelve Klingons constitutes a swarm."
"Captain Kirk, I consider your security measures a disgrace. In my opinion, you have taken this entire..."
At this point, Boimler had lost focus on that conversation as his eyes drifted to the other side of the hallway. There, a man with a deeper voice and a tall woman spoke. Both looked as if they were doing routine maintenance. The woman kept glancing back at the captain and the first officer.
"I had no idea." The woman began
"What?" The man replied, fiddling with some machinery.
“He's so much more handsome in person. And those eyes."
"Kirk had quite the reputation as a ladies' man."
"Not him. Spock."
Boimler noticed that, just like him, they looked out of place. He continued to listen.
"I can't believe you don't at least want to meet Captain Kirk."
"That's the last thing on my mind."
"Oh, come on, Benjamin. Are you telling me you're not the tiniest bit interested in meeting one of the most famous men in Starfleet history?"
Benjamin? He thought as he slowly went through all the people he knew named Benjamin in his head.
Benjamin Anderson
Benjamin Taylor
Benjamin Sisko
Sisko!
It was Captain Sisko! And the woman next to him must be one of his crew members. Jadzia Dax, maybe? His face twisted in confusion. What was he doing in this time?
"Guys, look!" Boimler whispered and motioned his head to the other side of the hallway.
"Is that... Sisko?" Rutherford asked. "He looks different," he added, still getting used to how everything looked in this period.
"Two famous Starfleet Captains in one day?!?" Tendi bounced on her heels.
"Why is he here?" Boimler looked at Mariner.
"I don't know, something to do with a Tribble and a bomb,"
"A bomb?!"
She shrugged. "Relax, it's on the space station. We will stay on the ship,"
"How do you even know all this?"
"I have my ways,"
The Ensigns decided that it was time to get moving. They didn't want to create too much suspicion by huddling up against the wall. The halls were so crowded, Constitution-class ships were certainly packed, even without the hallway bedrooms of the Cerritos. The colored lights enthralled Tendi. She was so used to sterile fluorescent lights that the soft blues, purples, and yellows were dazzling. She had read about these types of ships, but reading about it and seeing it were two different things.
"Gosh, I love Constitution-class ships," Tendi said.
But there was no response. She twisted her head back and forth, slightly panicking that she had lost her other three friends. She wanted to yell out their names, but that would raise too many questions. She would have to silently slither through the confusing corridors of the ship to find them, all while looking natural. Looking back and forth one more time, she decided to continue forward. Turning down a hallway, she noticed that there was a turbolift at the end. Inside were two men. One was a bulkier man in a red shirt, while the other man with slicked-back hair wore blue with a single strip of gold on the bottom of his sleeve.
"Deck twenty-one. Deck twenty-one. I said, Deck twenty-one." The man in the red shirt said. He's getting more frustrated every time he spoke.
"Maybe if you said please." The other man replied
Tendi remembered from Rutherford’s conversation earlier that turbolifts were not entirely voice commanded at this time. She continued to walk towards the lift.
"Maybe it's jammed. Help me get this wall panel off." The redshirt was starting to open a panel when the disguised Orion walked in. She put one hand on the wall handle and crossed her fingers, on the other hand, hoping that this would work.
"Deck fifteen." She spoke, and the lift started to move. She breathed a secret sigh of relief.
"I won't tell anyone if you don't." The medical man, with a British accent, spoke.
"My lips are sealed."
"Guys, where's Tendi?" Rutherford asks, trying to find one of his best friends.
"Aw Sh*t, we must have lost her" Mariner looked some more. "Tend-"
Boimler clamped his hand against her mouth. "Are you insane? You wanna mess up history?"
"Ok, then how do you want to find her?"
"Constitution-class ships only held about 300 people, so it shouldn't be too hard to find her, especially compared to a Galaxy-class ship," Rutherford suggested.
All three realize that the only way to find their friend was to just walk through the halls and hope they stumble across her. They started down the aisle, maneuvering their way through the mass amounts of people. At one point, Beckett hit somebody with her elbow.
"Oh, sorry." She said
The woman smiled and replied. She was wearing an operations red dress, and her hair was teased on top of her head. Her sleeves bore lieutenant stripes. "It's ok," she said as she walked away. She was making baby noises at something in her hand.
Mariner craned her neck just enough to see that in the lieutenants’ arms was a small Tribble. "It can't be long now."
Tendi saw the first baby Tribble in one of the turbolifts she was taking back down. She was alerted when she heard soft sweet cooing on the other side of the lift, and she couldn't resist. She picked it up, so happy to see an unneutered baby Tribble. At first, she only saw one every once in a while. Maybe one would be stuck to a wall. Another was in an older doctor's hands, and he was scanning it with a tricorder. However, the amount started to multiply, and before she knew it, Tribbles were lining every single hallway. They came and all shapes and sizes. Some were white with gray spots, and some were a beautiful shiny Brown. They stuck to the walls and the ceiling, and cooing filled the hallway, along with the occasional screech when someone stepped on one.
She tried to resist the temptation and only grab one, but every time she turned around, she found herself face-to-face with another ball of fur, and soon she had an entire armful of Tribbles. Curiously, as she wandered about trying to find her three friends, she saw Sisko and that other female officer scanning Tribbles. Both looked frazzled. She realized that they were scanning for a bomb of sorts and remembered that Mariner said it was on the space station, not on the Enterprise.
Speaking of Mariner, she finally found her friends walking towards her in a hallway. The pep in her step grew as she walked towards them.
"They are so cute!" Tendi showed off her arm full of at least ten Tribbles.
"Let's get to a private room, watch how a Tribble gives birth, and then get back to our own time," Boimler continued. "I don't want any time travel shenanigans on my file. It's not very Captain-like."
"Oh please," Mariner replied, "you realize how much stuff was on Kirk's record?"
The four came across an empty meeting room. They all walked in, Rutherford closed the door, and Tendi set one of her many Tribbles on the table. With her pad on hand, she was ready to take notes.
Tribbles reproduce fast, so it was only a matter of time before the one on the table, which Tendi lovingly named Warpy, gave birth. The ball of fur soon went from cooing to screeching as it tensed up half its body. Soon from underneath the adult Tribble, baby Tribbles emerged. Tendi was so excited, but the other three just watched with confused and uncomfortable faces. After she finished taking notes, Boimler suggested they leave.
"I'm going to miss the blonde hair, but I can't wait to have my old body back," Tendi spoke as Mariner pulled out her blue gem.
"Tell me about it; my eyes are the same color as my skin. That can't be healthy," she replied
"Maybe people look like this because of issues with the older technology," Rutherford suggested.
Mariner spoke to the gem the time she wanted to go back to. The portal opened underneath them.
"No one's got any Tribbles, right?" Mariner asked.
All of them nodded, and Mariner was the first to jump through the portal. Rutherford followed, and then Boimler. Tendi turned around one last time to her Tribbles.
"Bye, Warpy," she spoke as she jumped through the portal.
"Much fu*king better" Mariner cracked her back in the Cerritos’ shuttle bay. Tendi glanced over her notes and deactivated her disguise. Beckett came over to her and wrapped an arm around her.
"You had fun?"
"So much, thanks" Tendi smiled.
"How about we change and get some tacos?" Beckett spoke as she walked towards the doors.
"Okie Dokie" Rutherford and the other two ensigns followed.
As they walked to the mess hall, Mariner spoke to Boimler, “Glad you could join us. Ya know, you actually look confident in that old uniform! And kinda charming.”
“Thank you, I feel confident” He did a cheesy smirk.
“Annnnd now it’s gone.” She said, trying to hide the slightest blush.
They continued to their bunks to change. Unknown to Boimler, however, was a small ball of fur stuck to his vintage uniform boots.
Three days later
Ransom woke up for his morning shift at the sound of his alarm. When he reached over to turn it off, he felt a ball of fur right on his alarm clock. Upon opening his eyes, he saw that Tribbles filled his entire room, all cooing.
