Friend in Need

by Jane Seaton and Teegar Taylor

art by Teegar

..."Gall's balls, it's a Feddie!" the tall man exclaimed in a booming voice.

"Damned if it's not the lookly one, too," the dwarf said, curiously reaching out and fingering the material of Chekov's tunic.

At least that's what Chekov thought they said. Sulu's crash course in the language had prepared him for the polite accents of the scientific community, not the rough slang of the servants' quarters.

"Hey, Feddie." The tall man thumped him on the chest. "You the one that took a bop to Tunnas?"

Chekov blinked at him. "What?"

"You sapped down the kiriar," the dwarf explained, miming a powerful uppercut. "Took a chomp at his nood, hey?"

"Oh… oh, yes," Chekov replied, helped more by the pantomime than the linguistic alternatives presented. "I hit a magistrate, but it was all a terrible mistake."


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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
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