Half Our Dilithium?!

Posted on Wed Jun 24th, 2026 @ 8:18pm by Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key
Edited on on Thu Jun 25th, 2026 @ 2:10am

170 words; about a 1 minute read

Mission: How do you do it?
Location: Albion, Bridge
Timeline: Present

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Key: ::Sat at the helm, daydreaming::

Duty Ops Officer: ::Leans over and prods Don in the ribs:: “Alter course, Don. You’re about to drive us straight into that nebula. It’s not on the navigation plan.”

Key: ::Runs his hands across the helm, inputting some commands. The ship lurches violently to the right, then to the left, then to the right again::

Key: “Sorry, my finger slipped. Either that or these sausage fingers hit two or three buttons at once. It happens quite often.”

Duty Ops Officer: “It’s fine. That happens to me sometimes too. Usually when I’m playing the piano or something.”

Key: ::Nods:: “Last time it happened to me, I crashed us into the back of a Ferengi freighter. Captain Sprague had to trade half our dilithium to the Ferengi commander to stop him from reporting us to Starfleet.”

Duty Ops Officer: ::Blinks in disbelief, before returning his gaze to the operations console::


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Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Albion

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