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Vanessa, Kalos, and why one should never use ask family for help during a sporting event

Posted April 18, 2022, 4:32 p.m. by Ensign Kalos Onovren (Engineer) (Mason Marcy)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in Vanessa, Kalos, and why one should never use ask family for help during a sporting event
According to the rule of Archimedes Lever if one had a place to stand, a balance point, and a lever long enough they could move anything. The reality of this rule however was far messier. The drip in the sink in the bathroom had been going on long enough to make Vanessa nuts. Calling home one night she recounted the situation to her mother who then in turn told Vanessa’s brothers Dennis, Dallas, and Dylan. Normally matters such as faulty power, construction jobs, vehicle maintenance, and water issues were handled by the family business in one form or another. The family didn’t pave roads but since they covered any manner of repairs, the joke was about all roads leading to Rome was twisted to all roads lead to us. In time and after a lot of beers one night, the catchy slogan in South Boston morphed into the family slogan of If you don’t use us, it’s your own asphalt.

Unfortunately Vanessa, for the first time in her life was out of service all range. This however did not stop her brother’s egos nor her mother’s iron-fisted control over the family. Two weeks after a casual comment about a drippy faucet, the story had morphed into a case of the Tell-tale heart, and Vanessa ten seconds from becoming the old man of the tale. Another two weeks of Vanessa promising to contact Den, Dal, or Dyl and her brothers swearing to their mom they had tried to get in contact with Vanessa resulted in the matriarch herself becoming involved much to the chagrin of all involved.

Now Vanessa was wedged half in a wall panel and half out with one of the care package gifts her brother had sent her. “Okay so I just tighten… this…clah....mmmmpppahh,” Vanessa said struggling with the hydrowrench in her hand.

“What the hell ah you doing Pastrnak? Get the puck in the zone. Why ah you letting jahry neah it,” was Dennis’ thickly accented response. While the PaDD was placed on the mantle above the holovision, no one was watching what Vanessa was doing.

“Dennis, it is not moving” Vanessa grunted trying to twist the wrench that did not seem to want to move.

“Yeah yeah just put some ahh,” Dennis yelled back before a sharp cuff on the back of his head cut off the words. “Mah why you hitting me?” Rubbing the spot, he did not give back anymore lip once saw who had gib smacked him.

“Dennis you know i don’t like that kind of language. that is youh sistah. Don’t use wawds like that around hah,” Valeria Slade replied bringing in a mountain of food for her sons that were simultaneously watching the hockey game and helping their sister.

“Mah trust me she had said and heahd wawse.” Dylan’s comment brought another gib smack across the back of his head from his mother as she moved across the room “Owww why ah you hitting me. He said it?”

“Youh both know why,” Valeria glared at her son’s with a disapproving glance before turning her attention back to her daughter on the screen. “Vanessa honey how ah you doing. Ah you eating?”

“Not right now mom,” she tried to keep the annoyed tone out of her voice. “Okay, Dennis this thing is not mooovinnnnng.” Vanessa popped her head out of the small space and looked up at the PaDD. “Maybe I should just call engineering.”

“Ah hell no. No one is fixin’ my sistah’s pipes but us,” Dennis finally glanced at the screen eliciting a series of locker room snickers from the other brother’s in the room. “Youh all ah sick.”

“You should see a therapist? Hey Nessie,” Dallas’ voice added itself to the conversation. “You know a therapist faw, Dennis?”

Sitting forward on the couch, Dylan directed more than half his attention to his sister. “Ness, get a hammah and whack it a couple of times. It will loos’n it up.” The momentary spot of attention on his younger sister was immediately pulled away by a fight between the Bruins and Penguins on the ice.

“Ness, get a hammah and whack it a couple of times. It will loos’n it up,” she imitated her brother as she struck the fitting. Instantly what was a drip turned into a spray that was completely drenching Vanessa. On top of that a small alarm began to sound in her quarters.

Vanessa (not an engineering officer) Slade CNS

From Engineering Kalos noticed heard a soft ping and referenced the master display to see what the problem was. Tracing his finger over the large cutaway display until he found the flashing blue indicator light indicating that there was water in a place where it shouldn’t be-the counselors quarters.
grabbing a repair kit Kalos left engineering and headed to see what the problem was.
arriving at her quarters Kalos rang the door chime and waited for Vanessa to answer.

-Ensign Onovren, engineer


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