Summary: Tumblr prompt: “Maybe swearing will help."
Characters: Janeway, Chakotay
Disclaimer: Characters are Paramount’s. No infringement intended.
The alien dignitary had been droning on about first contact rituals for hours, and Janeway’s headache had become a living thing. She hoped Chakotay was paying attention, because all she could focus on was the damned outfit she’d been told to wear.
It was furry.
And it itched. She scratched her thigh in irritation.
“… ready, Captain?”
Hell. She faked a serene nod and followed the dignitary toward a door.
“Where are we going?” she hissed in Chakotay’s ear.
He tugged it. “Weren’t you listening, Kathryn?”
“Trial by flea-bite,” he muttered, as the droning behind the door grew louder.