ST Fic: New in Town

[goldvermilion87]

A true drabble written from Christine Chapel's perspective  for dreamflower02  for this drabble-requesting meme.

(STOP BY AND REQUEST A DRABBLE.  FIVE OPEN SPOTS!  :-D)

(Before you all come and stone me, these are Christine Chapel's thoughts very early in her tenure on the Enterprise, not her final assessment.  And for all you not-completely-obsessed-with-ST:TOS readers, Chapel joined the Enterprise crew essentially to hitch a ride to the remote station where her fiance, Roger Korby, was stationed.    :-)  )

New in Town

She’d been in pediatrics before this. 

Caring for children with nasty stomach bugs did not prepare her for the bizarre ailments Enterprise crewmembers contracted on away missions. And she’d nearly been sick herself after she saw the casualties from that radiation related accident down in Engineering.  

But the biggest shock was her new supervisor. She used to feel mildly embarrassed whenever Dr. Markowitz put on Groucho Marx glasses to distract a fussy patient, but now she’d gladly wear a pair herself if she thought it would stop Dr. McCoy shouting at that Vulcan, Mr. Spock.

Roger had better be grateful.

Comments

[dreamflower]

LOL! This is perfect! I wasn't expecting "newbie" Chapel, but I like it-- love the reminder of *why* she originally joined Starfleet, and love that you gave her a background in peds, which would most *certainly* be different than working in the sick-bay of a Starship!

[goldvermilion87.livejournal.com]

:-)

So glad you liked it!

I really didn't want to write another McCoy-is-a-grouch-but-he-has-a-heart-of-gold-deep-down-inside fic, and this was the only other thing that came to mind.

Of course, in light of "What are Little Girls Made Of," I'm not sure if this is funny or really sad...

[dreamflower]

Of course, in light of "What are Little Girls Made Of," I'm not sure if this is funny or really sad...

It's both of course. That's the genius of well-done fanfic. It *uses* canon for subtext and foreshadowing, so that without actually saying anything, the author can imply a world of possible meanings.

For the reader to know a character's tragic future is a sad one can give the fluffiest of ficlets an overtone of sorrow, while on the reverse side, knowing that a happy ending awaits, can give the reader a little thrill of joy in the midst of angst.