Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jared Alindor (Chief Engineer) in Alindors Quarters
Life had changed since Kalani and Elizabeth moved in with Jared. Now his quarters was filled was laughter, clothes, toys… and that was just from Kalani. He couldn’t help but feel like things had moved so fast, yet things seemed more perfect than ever. Sitting in the living area the little pitter patter of feet coming from Lizzies room as Jarred got up and began walking to her room as he knocked on her door.
Looking in he could see Lizzie on the floor with her dolls as she was playing with as she hummed something vaguely familiar. “Hey butter bean, you have a moment?” Jared asked as his daughter stopped and looked up.
Elizabeth stopped humming the Federation anthem and looked up at Jarred still holding the newest Barbie doll her daddy bought her last week. Federation Captian Barbie had come with a PaDD, phaser, tiny tricorder and a mini cup of coffee. The large USS Atlantis playset came complete with an Orion, Caitain, several humanoid senior staff, and five redshirt security men. The set up showed the Atlantis was obviously on some sort of away mission. Clothes from around the room were piled into imaginary mountains indicating Elizabeth was trying to create an alien landscape. The ship was buried in a pile of sweatpants as if it crash landed there. “Not right now daddy,” she said with a serious expression on her face. “The counselor Beana Roy has crashed the ship again. The executive officer is lost and we are looking for him. I have two more people,” she pointed to the bed. On it was a Vulcan and Klingon. “I don’t have any of them on my crew right now. Wanna play one,” she asked hopefully. For all his faults, Jarred was a good father. Many nights he sat on the floor moving random objects around using voiceovers that made Lizzie giggle uncontrollably.
“But I have the evil Maharanees attacking the crew. See they are all on that mountain ridge,” Lizzie pointed to an eclectic array of stuffed animals and other toys half buried or half peeking among wads of socks or between pillows. “They think they can attack us but we are the best flipping Starfleet in the galaxy,” she said with all the gusto of a rabble-rouser trying to convince a vegan trying to convince you fermented tofu and coconut oil tasted like real cheese. “Are you with me,” she said with a happy grin.
Lifting her up her brought her to the edge of the bed and sat down next to her as he shook his head. “No peanut, least not right now. I want to ask you something.” Jared said as he paused wondering how to bring this up. He wasn’t certain how the reaction would be but he knew the time was right to broach this question.
“You… you like Kalani baby right?” he asked her softly as he put his arm around her as he held her close.
“Sure,” she said kinda squirming a bit. At times her Daddy could be so difficult and needed so much attention. For example, she knew her homework was right but each night Jarred needed her to call him over to the table to check it. Lizzie didn’t mind really. Sometimes Daddy’s needed to be told they were the best Daddy ever. Sort of like when she needed him to blow on her scrapped her knee before he put the bandaid over it. Normally she didn’t mind giving him snuggles but right now they were in the middle of a battle. The stuffed squirrel and raccoon, the slinky, and wind up robot were slowly titling on the blanket ready to fall on the intrepid Starfleet officers and Lizzie had to save them.
Two seconds later the first casualty happened. The talking targ let out a grunt and bowled over the first red shirt. The security officer’s body was now buried under the targ and appeared to be fighting for his life as the talking Klingon toy ran through his sound clip. That was it. She could not sit by and let this happen. She loved her daddy but now was not a time for snuggles. It was a time for action. Going into what Jarred called the puddle, Lizzie let her body go boneless so she could slide from beside him to the floor. “I love Kalani. She is super nice and lets me skip veggies when you work late.” It was not that Lizzie didn’t want to give her daddy love but her dolls lives were at stake.
“Well… I want to ask you, would you like her to be your new mommy? Cause I would love to ask Kalani to marry me. If I do that makes her your new mommy, but I don’t want to do any of this without you feeling okay. So… would you like Kalani to be your mommy?”
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