Posted Dec. 24, 2018, 3:49 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Elaine Janvier (Chief Medical Officer) (Cass Young)
OOC: Merry Christmas guys! Hope you have a wonderful day.
IC: Elaine lay in her bed and stared up at the ceiling of her quaters, wondering what the time was, but not daring to ask the computer for fear of waking up Enj who was sleeping at the foot of her bed. Ordinarly she wouldn’t bother too much, since it was nearly impossible to do anything without Enj waking up, but it was Christmas Eve and even though Enj was only a dog Elaine didn’t want him to catch her sneaking gifts into his stocking. You’d think it wouldn’t matter so much him being a dog and all, but half the fun was sneaking around, and the idea of being caught just ruined it somehow. Like she was exposing some big secret that had been around since the dawn of time.
In a way she wasn’t wrong, the Christmas stoking tradition was one of the oldest Earth traditions she knew of and she had adored it as a child. Tierlessly year after year, as Elaine was growing up, her Grandmother had gotten up and filled her stockings with all sorts of treats… chocolates, sweets, small presents, and oranges. She could still remember the small childish exitment she felt when she woke to find her stocking was completely full of all sorts of treats. It had been like magic to her until someone had explained to her it was just her Grandmother. As a 8 year old she’d been crushed when she’d confronted her Grandmother (out of May’s hearing of course) and Grandmother had admitted it. Now 14 years later and she was trying to give Enj that same small magic Grandmother had given her and May as children.
Enj let out a small whine and rolled over his legs kicked back and forth as if he was running in his dream probably trying to chase a rabbit. Elaine wondered if he ever caught any in his dreams or if they all got away from him like they did on the holodeck. Enj woofed, barking at whatever he was seeing behind his closed eyes and Elaine took it as her cue to leave. Carefully she extracted herself from the bed, trying not to jostle him and wake him. She almost made it out into their living area without waking him, but the woosh of the doors woke him, and his ear twiched, one eye opening to see what was going on.
“Go back to sleep,” Elaine whispered, “I’ll be back in a minute,” Enj watched her out of his open eye for a minute, before it slid shut and he drifted back to sleep. Letting a breath, Elaine walked out the doors to their sleeping quaters and let them slide shut behind her.
Quickly and deftly Elaine grabbed the treats and presents she’d colleceted and wrapped for Enj earlier when NE Lucia had kindly taken him for a run on the holodeck. She placed them all carefully in his stocking, taking care to make as little noice as she could. She finished quickly and tiptoed back into her sleeping quaters. This time when the doors opened, knowing it was her, Enj barely twitched. She slipped back into bed, and reached down to the foot of it, grabbing the small dog and dragging him up towards her. Enj tucked himself between her arm and her ribs and she curled around his small body. Within minutes the pair of them were deeply asleep.
Lt. (j.g) Janvier & Enj the dog
CMO
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