Sledding and Snowballing

Posted on Sat Dec 29th, 2018 @ 9:44am by Lieutenant Commander Turak
Edited on on Sat Dec 29th, 2018 @ 10:47am

Mission: Season 2 Episode 3.A: Christmas cheer
Location: Arboretum - Winter Wonderland
Timeline: during winter festival post
1254 words - 2.5 OF Standard Post Measure

Walking over towards the sled hill with Liorga in her arm, Estelle said. "I never thought they'd manage to build something this big into the ship's arboretum. Most of this has to be holographic trickery, no?"

Looking at the scenery all around him, Turak responded, "Without a doubt. Even the sleds look real and as if they were from the 1930s earth. Who's first?"

"With all due respect, Mr. Turak," Anje began, smiling broadly; little known fact was she loved sledding, lesser known fact was that it was her godfather, Capt. Bateson, who had taught her how, "I'm going to do what Russians do best and push right to the front of the line."

Liorga laughed hard, thrilled to see Anje, who tried to run away moments before, finding a way to have fun. She's a sweet kid, Liorga determined, but way pent up, needs to release some pressure, "Okay then, Tsarina, show us how it's done."

"With pleasure." Anje winked, positioning herself on the sled and getting a firm grip, "Okay, so how's about a push, Mr. Turak?" She'd chosen the Vulcan because his physiology, like hers to a lesser extent, made him stronger than the other nearby partygoers and it was a well known fact that sledding was much more fun the closer you could get to the sound barrier, that was sledding 101.

Estelle started gathering some snow for the creation of her makeshift projectiles, forming as many snowballs as she could while Turak and Anje were trekking up the hill. "How's your aim, Liorga?"

"Good enough to knock the Tsarina on her lovely little butt from about ten yards." Liorga boasted, "How about yours, love?"

Turak responded to Anje's request to give her a push with, "I'd be glad to give you a push, if you think you can handle it!" After his comment he gave her a smile and waited for any type of jeering response that she might dole out.

"Don't worry about me." Anje said with a giggle, she was always ready to sled.

Estelle got ready to throw. "Just wait and see once she speeds past. I've done this from a very early age." She had usually lost against the Andorians, but they had their antenna advantage, so she had never taken that too hard.

"You got it, love." Liorga snickered, packing herself a snowball, good and tight, the Tsarina was coming off of that sled.

Anje flew down the hill at an amazing speed, completely oblivious to the ambush awaiting her, ~This is what I'm talking about!~

In a rare demonstration of physical prowess, Estelle threw a rapid volley of three snowballs in Anje's direction. She didn't aim for the head because she didn't want to hurt, and she was confident enough in her aim to be able to avoid that. But everything else was fair game.

Liorga only managed to get two snowballs off, but they found their target, as did all three of Estelle's, sending the beautiful Tsarina off her sled and into a snowbank, "GOTCHA!"

For her part, Anje was a good sport, having been so lost in the euphoria of sledding that she forgot about the snowballs, and came up laughing, "You guys suck!" She teased, straightening her mask as she wandered over to recover her sled.

"Not lately", Estelle said. "We'll leave that to you, Fernando will love it."

"Oh...my...GOD!" Anje gasped, turning a ludicrous shade of red instantaneously.

"Oh, geez, babe...." Liorga groaned, turning her head to avoid busting out laughing at the poor Tsarina, though she desperately wanted to.

Estelle gave Anje a sideways hug, which basically meant putting her arm around Anje's shoulders thanks to the height difference (and Estelle wasn't even particularly tall). "You know you have to watch your tongue around me, don't you?"

"Apparently." Anje sighed, "Along with my ass, huh?"

"Nah, your arse is safe around me", Estelle reassured her. "I was asked once to build a special seat cushion with pin pricks sticking out of it but I declined, as it would only have meant getting called out in the middle of the night to do work."

"I think she meant her figurative ass, dear." Liorga chuckled, "And I'm sure someone's ass is thankful for your laziness."

After seeing Anje pegged with snowballs, Turak decided it was his turn to sled. However, he had a plan - he packed himself a few snowballs and put them in his coat pocket. Then with a running start, he jumped on the sled and went down the hill as fast as he could in the seated position. Once in range, he pulled the snowballs out of his pocket and threw them in the general direction of Estelle and Anje. He only underhanded them as he passed by the two, of course not wanting to hurt anyone. Once he had slid to a stop he looked back at the two and yelled with a smile, "Did I get anyone?"

"No, you missed!" Estelle called, all while clearing the snow out of her face and hair.

"Oh well," Turak said, "I was never a good baseball pitcher, underhand or overhand!" Then he asked "What now?"

"Well, first we'll dust off the two that you 'missed'." Liorga laughed, making air quotes around the word missed since Estelle and Anje were both covered in the white stuff, "Then I think it's my turn or the Doc's, depending on who wants to go."

Estelle hadn't expected Turak not to get her joke. Maybe her humour wasn't suitable for Vulcans, even those who made an effort to try and understand the ways of other cultures? "I definitely want to go!" She grabbed the sled and made her way up hill, and it was only thanks to the Andorian-coloured tightsuit that her tiny little dress didn't expose her unmentionables from that perspective.

"Okay." Anje snickered, "Now Smurfette is gonna get it...."

"Well," Liorga laughed, "she did start it."

Soon, with white hair flying behind her, Estelle sped down the hill. She used her feet and balance to steer the sled down the path she wanted, and to have her bit of fun, she was prepared for evasive action as soon as she passed what she fully expected was a well-organised ambush. At the very least, she wanted to stay on the sled if she took any hits.

Anje cocked her arm back, ready to take Estelle off of that sled, one way or another. Her snowballs were packed tight and ready for flight, the first one flew from her arm, speeding towards Estelle's ample posterior, "You're goin' down, Smurfette!" She taunted, laughing hard until she caught a snowball in the back of her head, "What the hell?" She giggled, turning to Liorga, who whistled innocently, "Really?"

"Hey, I have to sleep with that woman!" Liorga said in her own defense.

"Of course, I understand." Anje said, lifting Liorga's wig and smashing a snowball on her scalp before putting it back in place, "I understand perfectly."

And as all that went on, Estelle slid by almost unscathed. She jumped over a little bump in the hillside, and it was only her well-padded bum that ensured she didn't hurt herself in the landing.

"Good job, love." Liorga laughed, wiping snow off of her scalp and out from under her wig, "Yeah, this, nothing to worry about, the Tsarina just felt revenge was a dish best served cold."

Estelle snickered. She had a plan. But she kept it to herself for the time being.