Celebrating Birthdays

[no_ordinarylife]

It seems like yesterday they were just celebrating his birthday. It's been months since the crew assembled in the lounge and the newest ship to bear the name Enterprise is almost ready for her initial test flights. The deep seated anticipation has driven him back to work. It's the only way to keep himself sane. There are people he wants to see before his time at Yorktown is over. Amara is at the top of his list. He secretly hopes he can convince her the next five years would be worth her while.

He arrives with not just one, but two, bottles of tequila. One in each hand.

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[cadet_amara]

Limes, and first dibs on the best fruits coming out of aeroponics. But it was harmless enough.

"No, I think that was more "con man" thinking than anything. My brother would have been proud." She laughed a little, shaking her head.

"But at least now the jello is safe. I will sleep better knowing that slimy creatures and jello are protected from your fiendish intentions."

[no_ordinarylife]

He smirks at the word 'fiendish'. "My intentions toward the jello are strictly honorable."

[cadet_amara]

"Oh sure. You're the picture of chivalry in regards to gelatin." She teased, pouring them both another drink.

[no_ordinarylife]

"Jiggle, jiggle."

Okay, maybe he doesn't need any more to drink.

And I'm off to bed. Night!

[cadet_amara]

She snickered, shaking her head at his bad joke.

"Drunk already? My, my, have you become a bit of a lightweight in your old age?"

[no_ordinarylife]

"Nah. Just happily buzzed."

And he may very well just keep it there. He has a drink regularly with Bones but very rarely does he get sloshed anymore. The downside of never really being off duty.

"And who are you calling 'old'?"

[cadet_amara]

"You can't tell me you don't feel old sometimes. Stress does that."

She couldn't help but notice the way responsibility and duty had weighed him down. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Everyone had to grow-up sometime.