Post # 44 Engineering Follies

Posted on Thu Jul 30th, 2020 @ 1:30pm by Lieutenant Damien Saunders & Lieutenant JG Horton Clinton
Edited on on Fri Jul 31st, 2020 @ 9:40pm

Mission: The Restroffs (Space Spiders)
Location: Main Engineering
Timeline: Current

Ensign Humphrey, Struthers, Lt. JG Clinton, and Saunders all were discussing around the pool table after their daily grind of assignments. There was little more than 10 minutes left in their shift.

As per usual, everyone started to talk about what they were going to do once their shift was over.

“OMG. I’m so full.” Patted Ensign Struthers. She was continually complaining about how her weight was bothering her. Struthers walked past the team and set down a tray of homemade pastries she had made herself, and brought in to share.

“I couldn’t eat another bite.” She stressed. Placing her hair in a tail, she offered the members of Engineering.

“Ensign, you keep on baking, we’ll keep on eating!” Lt. JG Saunders replied as he looked over the glazed and fried pastries. “Doughnuts?”

“I tripled glazed them and added in various gellies.” She giggled. “It’s my secret recipe.”

Ensign Humphreys smiled. “Struthers, these look fantastic!” As she reached into the carry case and took out sweet big fried, triple glaze.

“Oh, this is nothing!” She stressed. “I can make trifles, danishes, and pies that would knock your socks off.” She proudly proclaimed as she then bit into a doughnut herself, just moments after complaining she was ‘so full.’

“I can't believe I’m eating this. I'm so fat.” She stated, after waiting for everyone to take their bites. “I’ve already had one for breakfast with my triple latte and cream.” She moaned.

“You trying to lose weight?” Lt. JG Clinton looked as she bit into another glazed.

“I should skip supper after this, my god.” Saunder's eyes lit up at the incredible fantastic taste. “Let me replicate some coffees for us.” He then went to get them some.

“None for me. I just had a buffet with the girls. It was a birthday for Crewman Sarah Michaels. She is on the Sciences deck.”

“It’s her birthday?” Saunders had come back with their coffees and handed one to Ensign Struthers.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I have to cut caffeine in my diet. It's too much the nurse told me.” She pouted. “Uh. I need to stop eating, like now!” She mumbled while eyeing everyone eating her deserts.

“Yes, Michaels has got me addicted to this new diet. I’m having cravings though, I’ve been on it for like ever.” Struthers smiled.

“You look good!” Saunders replied with his mouth full, forgetting his manners.

Lt. JG Clinton coughed on his coffee as he replied. “OH. How is the diet going?” He was perplexed.
"It's so hard... I wish I could make a magic wand and suddenly lose weight," Ensign Struthers moaned.

Moments later, Struthers had left for her quarters.

Lt. JG Clinton asked the ship's computer. "Computer, locate crewman Struthers."

“Crewman Struthers is in her quarters.” The computer studiously replied.

“Clinton,” He narrowed his eyes at the officer. “What are you doing?”

Clinton tapped his communicator as he looked at the rest of the Engineering crew who were coming in and changing. He opened his com to Ensign Struther’s. "It’s Lt. JG Clinton, Struthers. Here's a wand... make a wish."

“Check your weight if I may,” Clinton told Struthers from engineering to her quarters.

“Really? OMG. What do you mean?” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Ask your bathroom scale,” Clinton stated, at the same time, reducing the gravity a moment.

“OMG! I lost pounds! What the-“ Ensign Struthers exclaimed happily.

Clinton looked to Saunders. “It’s magic!” He grinned.

“Ha, Ha! You put the gravity down, didn’t you to manipulate the weight sensors in my quarter's bathroom.” She faux huffed. “Shame on you, Clinton!” She cheekily grinned at the attention.

“Clinton. That was not kind. Please don’t do that again, or I will reprimand you.” Saunders sternly narrowed eyes at him. “Return the gravity peaks, please.”

“It’s ok. Clinton has a special place in my heart!” She sounded gleaming at the attention—the gravity returning to non-magical.

“Fine!” Saunders rolled his eyes. “I’ve got to get out of here and check my weight!” He snorted at Clinton before he then left.

“You leaving with me before you get into more antics!” He turned back before leaving for the day.