Definition of friendship

One day, Trelane goes venturing out traveling from reality to reality. Until he sees one he does not like. Christopher Wallis, a private investigatior,had just lost his grandfather and was burning his Star Trek books. Every. single. one. He hated them. Why? His grandfather was ever-so-engrossed in those books.

Trelane wanted friendship.

Wallis wanted family.
started: 11.10.2015.


4. Sense of knowing

. . . USS Enterprise . .

 . . 2265  . . .

I drummed my fingers on the counter alongside this big bulk of machinery.

"Computer." I said.

"Yes?" The computer replied, sharply.

It threw me off, really.

I never expected a computer to reply back to me like that,really, because laptops have artificial AI's known as Cortana. Cortana sounds like a woman straight out of a video game (Must be halo because I once had a client who ranted about it and Cortana like you wouldn't believe) that had some promotional spots on the TV. Come on, this doesn't have  mind of its own  .  . . perhaps.

"Who is the captain of this ship?" I asked.

"Captain James T Kirk." The computer said.

I gasped.

I met Captain Kirk.

It all came back to me.

The movies!

"I am a idiot." I said,rubbing my forehead. "Computer what is my occupation and rank?"

"Security guard, ensign." The computer replied, monotonely.

No wonder I did not recognize the captain, he was different. This is a entirely different universe. It had to be. I was familiar to those bright blue eyes staring through my soul right off the television screen being cocky, arrogant, and a wannabe captain. There was something different about the captain. He did look handsome and a lot older than the version I had been accustomed to. Spock, though, was easily recognizable. Was it the blue shirt? The hair style? It was the looks.

I realized then this quarters are much different to how I thought they would appear to be in the movies. The walls were not painted white, in fact they were a light gray.  I was at a desk with a huge machine that really wasn't close to being future-istic. It is like someone made it a lousy excuse to be called a computer when computers bring up files, show pictures on screens, and search the web.

"Thank you, computer," I said. ". . . Computer.  . . Make me a map of the Enterprise."

Why yes, a man does need his road map around a ship he just got on and everyone talks to him like he has been on there for years.


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