Family - Part 5 "Seeking Advice"
Posted on Fri Sep 4th, 2015 @ 12:42am by Lieutenant Terri Lee
Edited on on Mon Sep 14th, 2015 @ 9:57pm
Episode 3 - The Future That Was
Timeline: Early 2416 (Alpha)
Tags: romance, relationships, funny
[Previously in Part 3 "Fast and Furious"]
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Terri was mortified by what she had just done, so mortified that a sheepish and barely audible "Gustave" was all she could manage as the boy stormed off. It was going so well. Heck, she even got him to scratch her back while lying on his lap. Why did she have to slap him in the face? Why?!
Meg stood there, mouth agape, and started stuttering. "I... uh... you... I'll just... okay." She had definitely not been expecting that. Love struck people don't usually strike the people they are struck with love over, at least that's what she thought. She turned around abruptly to leave, and ran into Marion. Meg pushed her sister out the door, and cast an apologetic glance over her shoulder. Marion whispered a, "Bye" as she was shoved through the doorway and into the hall.
"Meg, Marion, eh, guys . . ." Dejected and still blushing, Terri tried to stop the twins and maybe explain to them what just happened, but they had already disappeared into the hall way, and more importantly, did she know what had just happened?
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Terri paced back and forth in front of the twins' room, struggling over how to explain to them what had happened earlier, but after a whole five minutes, she still had nothing. Finally giving up, she stopped and knocked on the door. Whatever happened happened. Yep, that's what she would tell them.
Meg opened the door, peeking her head out. She wasn't all that surprised to see Terri there; both twins knew she would come to them for advice on their brother eventually. She opened the door wider, smiling, "Come on in. We've got ice cream."
"Nice." Terri grinned at the mention of ice cream. "Do you have Andorian orange, or tropical lemon? I love those." She said as she followed Meg inside. "Hi, Marion." She waved at the girl with a smile.
Marion simply waved before turing back to the holo showing a remake of The Notebook. Meg led Terri over to the huge queen bed, plopping down on it. "I could replicate a bowl of that for you, but for now we've got mint fudge brownie and vanilla." She held up the two containers for Terri, then placed the vanilla down so that she could scoop herself a bowl of the mint fudge brownie.
Terri nodded. "Vanilla is good, too." As she began to scoop herself some ice cream, she said, "So, listen, guys, about earlier, uhr . . ." All the sudden, "whatever happened happened" sounded a rather dumb explanation. "I was, I mean, ur . . ."
Meg rolled her eyes. "Alright, we get it. You're desperately in love with my big brother. Now out with the details!" Marion pretended she wasn't listening, but the others could definitely hear her quiet chuckle.
Terri hurriedly stuffed her mouth fuls of ice cream as if that would excuse her smuttering. "Wuduno, wut ditaals . . "
Meg and Marion, in perfect synchronization, looked over at her with the same exact expression of 'you've-got-to-be-kidding-me-right-now' on their nearly identical faces. Marion folded her hands in her lap, and in a very therapist-like manner, said, "You clearly like him, and he's clueless. Just tell us about what happened, and we will see how we can help you out. Kapeesh?"
Terri thought about her predicament as the ice cream melted in her mouth and made its way down her throat. There was really no point of playing dumb and dragging it out, was there? She desperately needed to salvage the mess she had just put herself in.
With a small sigh, she said, "Well, you . . . saw what happened." She scooped some more ice cream into her bowl. "I don't know. I just freaked out I guess when I saw you two standing there, so I, uh, slapped him, I dunno. I mean, it's not not-normal, is it?" She was a little sheepish with that question, and soon began to stuff ice cream into her mouth again
"But why? Honey, it's not like you needed to hide anything from us. We already knew about your crush." Meg just shook her head and turned back to the holomovie, "Well if you need to talk about it, or just vent, we've got all night."
Terri nodded and then sighed. "Gustave must hate me now." Some more ice cream. "But he can be so stupid sometimes that I really want to slap him so hard."
Meg snorted, "Believe me, I know. I don't think he hates you, though. He doesn't anger all that easily, but he was probably pretty confused." She smiled reassuringly.
Meg's words reassured Terri somewhat, but the ordeal was far from over. "So . . ." Terri looked at Meg and then Marion. "So, what do I do now?"
Meg took in a deep breath. "Well now, that's one whopper of a question. If I were you, I'd apologize. Say you freaked out when you saw us, you don't know what came over you." She then shrugged and added, "It can't hurt, right?"
No, it wouldn't hurt, Terri supposed, except for her pride, of course. Apology was a rare word in her dictionary, and truth be told, she would rather let Gustave slap her back than apologize, even if she had clearly been the offender.
"I dunno." She hesitated, aimlessly stabbing her bowl of ice cream with her spoon. "Maybe I should just let him slap me back. You know, even-steven, and stuff."
Marion sighed and turned to Terri, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You know Gustave isn't like that. I know it's uncomfortable, and he's probably confused, but just say you're sorry and that you just had a little freak-out." Meg nodded in agreement.
Terri was quiet as she thought about what Marion had just said. It made perfect sense, of course. But for her to actually go through with it, that wouldn't be easy.
A quiet sigh later and still dragging her feet, she said. "There's probably some mind control thingy somewhere in the basement where I work. Maybe I should just use it to erase Gustave's memory, maybe even plant some new memories while I'm at it." At that last thought, a small and goofy smile popped on one end of her lips.
Marion and Meg gave her identical looks of disapproval, staring with raised eyebrows and tight lips. They were not going to back down until she agreed to apologize to Gustave. Terri looked so tough, and they wondered how she wasn't tough enough to just say a simple 'sorry'.
Terri was tough like her mother and smart like her stepmother, but she seemed to have none of those interpersonal skills and finesse that her father had in abundance. She would be more than happy to punch her way through problems, or think her way through, but talking her way trough them or simply apologizing was a herculean task for her. It's not that she hadn't tried over the years. There was nothing she wanted more than to be more like her dad, but it was just not in her. It was just not her. And sometimes she wondered whether her dad would perhaps love her more if she had been more like him instead of constantly reminding him of her mom.
Looking up from her bowl of ice cream, she caught the identical looks of disapproval in the twins' eyes.
"What? Memory reconstruction isn't hard. It's a lot easier than . . ."
Looking back down at her bowl, she stuffed her mouth with more ice cream instead of finishing her sentence.
Meg rolled her eyes and sighed. "Terri. Hon. Just say sorry. Nothing fancy. Don't think about it too much and get nervous, just say, 'I am sorry for slapping you, Gustave' and then wait for him to accept your apology, which he will, then it's all over and forgotten."
Terri grumbled inaudibly as she crammed more ice cream into her mouth. Some moments passed before she licked her bowel clean. Putting it back down, she sighed heavily.
"OK, OK, I'll talk to him." She conceded, if only to stop the twins from making her feel any more guilty.
"Finally," Marion said with a sigh of relief. "Now can we all be quiet? Bryan Rosling is about to make his entrance!" She said, pointing to the screen. Meg and Marion exchanged a momentary glance and smile, using their twin connection to congratulate each other on a job well done.
Terri was a little lost. "Uhr, Bryan who?"
The twins looked at Terri, mouths agape. Marion said, "Uh, Bryan Rosling. Plays Noah Calhoun," she gestured broadly to the holomovie, The Notebook. Then Meg made shushing noises at both of them, "Shhhhh... It's getting to a good part."
[To be continued . . .]
Lieutenant Terri Lee
Researcher, Starfleet R&D
(NPC - Oliver)
Lt Meg Dolarian
Engineer, USS Discovery
(NPC - Theo)
Lt Marion Dolarian
Doctor, USS Challenger
(NPC - Theo)