Xitt was sitting at a terminal in the basement section of Starfleet Headquarters, as dank and damp as one might imagine the lower decks of a building would be. There was a mild film of who knows what slowly creeping it’s way towards his desk as he worked and worked at finishing the final test. Discount Dave’s Command Course Warehouse was the one, and only one, of the schools that Xitt had found that actually met Starfleet Standards and he was angling for a promotion. But not any promotion, he was going to make it to Captain! Xitt made a bet with an Admiral that he could finish the command course in 2 weeks, if he won, he got a ship. If he lost? Well lets just say that a dank desk with a wonderous creeping film was the least disgusting thing available to him. Xitt looked at the clock as sweat poured from his brow, a delicious slice of cheesecake seemingly at odds with the world around him as he stopped typing to say, “My dear lovely slice how I need you right now” Xitt gently pet the cheesecake as though it were a partner looking for affection. It stuck to his deep blue fingers as he reached to the PADD to press the final few answers, leaving greasy fingerprints behind as the screen lit up green. He had done it. HE HAD DONE IT! Xitt hailed the Admiral quickly as he was mid chew of his lovely slice of classic New York when he muffled, “I did it” .
The Admiral dropped his face to his desk as Xitt danced in the background, cheesecake smeared around his lips. “I believe I get a ship now Admiral?” Xitt said with a giant grin as the Admiral says, “Yes Commander.... you get a ship........”. Xitt replied, “Dontcha mean Captain? Admiral.” As if he were waiting for the floor to swallow him up he said, “Captain......Xitt.......”
It had been a couple of weeks since that conversation occurred and Stafleet quickly amended the credit requirements of the Command Course before giving Commander Xitt Onnyubum a promotion and a post on the USS Constellation, a ship that no one, and he meant no one, had any hope for. It might be a nice and shiny Mythology class, but it was for all intents and purposes, the perfect place to shove an upstart Bolian with a penchant for deserts and a keen ability to stumble into the right place at the right time.
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