Okay, so I was watching Star Trek the other day, well, more like marathoning it. I happened to be watching The Next Generation episode Encounter at Farpoint, and made this observation for the first time. That crewman is wearing a dress! Not a bad thing, mind you, I’m very pro LGBT, so don’t expect any crude remarks. Yes, there’s obviously a bad DADT joke in there somewhere; no, I’m not going there. Instead, I feel Ensign Fabulous needs his story told. This crewman was only seen for a few seconds, yet something compels me to know more, so obviously this calls for much research. But, that requires to much work. I’ll just make it up myself, FANFIC POWERS ACTIVATE!!!
This was the day all his hard work and dedication to Starfleet Academy was meant for. He’d hoped his application his application to one of the fleets new Galaxy Class starships would be accepted. Never did he suspect that not only would it be, he had been assigned to the Flagship of the Federation, The U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-D.
Although the human race as a whole had abandoned their archaic prejudices centuries ago, man was still man in some ways. His family had hoped that he, being the current last in lineage, would continue the family bloodline. Of course they love and admired him just the same, but he always felt he needed to give them more. This assignment would make him feel like he could finally make his family as proud as they could be.
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It was already a rough first mission. Picard had ordered a saucer separation. The new Ensign was charged with leading the families to the safety of the saucer section, while the senior officers and a handful of more experienced crewmen stayed with the lower section. He really didn’t envy any of them at all, besides on this day he’d chosen to wear one of his less combat ready Starfleet issue uniforms. It was a blessing the Federation was accommodating to his prefered style, but he was beginning to see the flaws in the choice of garment. It quickly became apparent why even many of the female officers chose not to wear this issue. The chafing was nearly unbearable, still he stayed stalwart in his task, herding the families to the shelter of the saucer section.
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From the port of his quarters, he watched as the the creatures the crew of the Enterprise had managed to saved floated off into the galaxy. He could almost feel their relief and gratitude to their rescuers. A small tear welled in his eye as he he hung up his favorite uniform for the last time. His part in this mission may have been small, but he still felt proud that day. He knew for sure that in some small way he was forever a part of Federation history. This ship would be as famous as the ship captained by the noble James T Kirk a generation ago. As he dressed into his panted uniform, he smiled. He’d been chosen for his first away mission. He looked forward to many more. His family received noticed of his death on duty the next week.
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