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Where Fred Isn't Welcome

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“Don’t look now, Christine, but something with ferny tentacles is trying to get out of your satchel,” Uhura remarked.

Chapel set her satchel down beside Uhura‘s. “Oh, that’s just Fred. You know, Spock’s Boston fern.”

“If it’s Spock’s, how come you have it?”

“Some sort of domestic uproar with him and McCoy. I try not to ask too many questions.”

“I know. You don’t want to get sucked down into their maelstrom.”

Chapel leaned closer. “Sometimes, I think that Fred’s watching me,” she confided.

“Well, don’t bring him home, then. We don’t need any males in our bedroom, being judgmental.”