Star Trek: Starbase 777 - cpo-giannetti

Alexander just arrived on 777, he wasn't even wearing his uniform, but a plain grey t-shirt and some comfy pants. He had lunch, he went to the quarters he was assigned to: after all he had lot of time before his shift began. As hestepped into his quarters for the first time. It was fine, surely better than the ones he had on the Hotspur. Tekkur told him he would have arrived shortly, but he had to complete something before, work-related. So, Alex thought it was a great opportunity to place all his things around, give the room a nice style. He took out his things: dresses, pictures, an isolinear chip and a small hull fragment from the Hotspur, and a few more things. He was already halfway in this project as he heard the door hissing. He quickly turned around an a smile crossed his face as he saw Tekkur entering...

Tekkur was on his shift, but after all he thought he could pay a visit to Alex, as he had just arrived. He told him he had to finish a few paperworks first, but he would have joined him asap, but he thought it was a pity he couldn’t had lunch with him. Half an hour later or so, he eventually got some free time, so he ran toward the crew quarters, barely holding the excitement. As he stepped inside Alexander’s quarters, he found lots of opened boxes around, and he was placing some objects and decorations around the place. *“Alexander!” *Maloor exclaimed, as he sprang towards him and hugged the slender boy and lifted him up from the ground.

Alexander definitely wasn’t ready for it and was quite startled, eventually, he shrugged Tekkur off “Tekkur! The hell are you doing!?” he said quite pissed, but he couldn’t remain angry towards him, so he quickly changed expression into a large smiled and returned the hug. * *He tried to play his usual snarky tone “So you finally decided to pass by, mh?” he said, as he crossed his arms and looked away from him. He tried to keep an offended face, but he was on the verge of bursting out laughing.

He understood immediately his play, at that point he knew him well. “Oh come on now Alexander” he said, running a hand through his goldie locks. Then, Tekkur looked around his quarter. He was barely halfway in placing everything and it still looked quite messy in there *“By the way, love how you arranged this place” *he said sarcastically, with a large smile.

“Ugh he scoffed at his comment you are so funny Tekk. Instead, why don’t you give me and hand?” He took up a few pictures from a box and put them in Maloor’s arms, then he took out a few more clothes and did the same. “Great, now hold those clothes for me so I can put them away, then you can put those frames up on that shelf” he pointed towards a large one at the very end of the room. “Then you could help me lift that…that” this time, he pointed his hand towards a large box containing a set of petanque.

Maloor looked quite astonished to that box: seems like he still had lots to learn about him. *"Seriously? Petanque?” *Still, that was something they would have talked about later, he thought “Anyway, do you really need all these things? These must be…30 coutfits, or even more? Half of the time I only see you wearing your uniform, and the other half almost only your pyjamas.” But, he held up those clothes for him anyway. After all, he loved any opportunity he had to stay together, and that was much, much better than going over dozens of pages of diplomatic work. Klingon affairs are though, really though to deal with.

This time Alexander was almost really offended by Maloor “UH! Well, first of all, real petanque are much funnier than holo ones in the holodecks. And yes, for your information, I, being civilized, need all those outfit. Just because i don’t use them normally it doesn’t means I will never use them. Plus it’s not my fault if half of your wardrobe is composed by Starfleet uniforms” Again, he crossed his arms and scoffed. He then added “You know, I could really help you renovate your look, and your quarters. First of all, that collection could…”.

Maloor turned pale at that suggestion “T…Thank you Alex, that won’t be needed” He knew the reserves he held for his starship models collection, but it meant a lot to him and he wouldn’t allow anyone to dispose of it, not even him. “Oh gosh, look at the time! I’m sorry Alex but I gotta hurry back to the Diplomatic Office, I’m still on my shift. But I promise we can meet later. Maybe a cozy dinner here with something replicated, how does that sound?”

He smiled: he always knew how to make him feel better, and though brief, this time with him already helped him a lot with his anxiety for this new assignment. He couldn’t wait for that evening to come. “Sure…umh…I’ll think ‘bout the meal, now hurry to work, up up!” *he said smiling as he gently pushed him out of the door. *

Maloor chuckled, that was his Alex. *“Alright cutie, see you later then” *He leant and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He then walked out of the door as it hissed behind him. Maloor breathed in and out: the air now seemed fresher, and he was feeling much more recharged now. He set out to reach the Diplomatic Corps Offices, ready to face any work he had.