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Beginning Of A Rough Return

Posted on Wed Jun 28, 2017 @ 5:33pm by Phoebe Myers & Adam Myers
Edited on on Sat Jul 1, 2017 @ 5:17pm

Mission: The Fruit Of Tantalus
Location: Deck 10 - Room 1011
Timeline: MD1 - 1300 Hours

“So, I’m going to see Dirk,” Dr. Myers’ ten year old son Adam reported casually as he made for the door.

“Whoa, wait! That’s a big N-O,” his fifteen year old sister Phoebe countered as she leaped off the couch and attempted to stop him. “You know what dad said, we are to wait here in our quarters and wait for our stuff to be delivered, and then put it all away.”

Adam pulled at her arm and tried to go around her, but she countered with a move of her own, totally blocking the door. “Yeah, well…this is boring. We’ve been waiting all day," he moaned. "They probably forgot to bring our stuff anyway. I want to go see Dirk.” This time he dodged to the left, then quickly ducked back to the right catching Phoebe off guard, and darted out the door and down the corridor.

“You’ll be sorry when dad gets home,” she warned to nobody as the doors slid shut. Shrugging her shoulders, she returned to the couch and picked up a Padd containing a rather steamy romance novel she’d been reading, glad that her dad wasn’t around to catch her reading it.

* * * * *

Adam hit the chime to the Larson’s quarters. Seconds later Mrs. Larson answered the door.

“Adam, what a surprise. We heard you and your family were rejoining us on the Jericho. When did you get back?”

“This morning, Is Dirk here?”

“No, the kids had the day off, so Dirk and Nikolai went to one of the gyms to play. You remember Nikolai…he’s in your class at school. Why don’t you join them, I’m sure they’d love to see you,” she went on as she could see his shoulders slump in disappointment.

“Never mind,” he called over his shoulder as he turned and stomped off.
“Really, Adam, you should join them,” she tried hollering out, but he’d already turned a corner and probably didn’t hear her as he headed for the nearest turbolift, not really sure where he was going.

* * * * *

Phoebe’s stomach growled reminding her that she’d missed lunch. As she was contemplating what to order from the replicator, the door chimed. She put down her Padd and went to answer it, hoping it was the delivery of their belongings…it was.

“Wow, glad to see you guys,” she addressed two crewmembers with a smile, “I was getting kinda bored waiting for this stuff. Sure took a while.”

“Sorry about that, miss,” the taller dark-haired younger man answered with a wide smile. “Sorry about the inconvenience,” he continued as the two of them entered the family unit with several large containers on an antigrav sled.

“Oh, that’s okay,” she crooned, “really…there’s no harm done. You can just put it all here in the living area.” She tried to think of something to say to extend their stay, but with experienced efficiency they had unloaded and said their goodbyes within minutes. The doors slid shut and she was alone again. She looked around noticing how quiet it was. ‘Where has Adam gotten off to? And why is dad taking so long?’ she wondered as she opened the lid to her container.


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