Treasure Island "
By: Craig Whitmore , Engineer , [NPC]
Krystal, Hologram, [RNPC]

Stardate: 58209.10 1205

"Now where did I leave that cable spanner, "Craig muttered to himself. He was one of the Zion's cargo bays, filling around an old Denube shuttle. It was a personal project of his and besides the sculpting classes and his regular work in Engineering he devoted the rest of his time to the restoration of the old ship.

"Now if I only could get it re-routed." he mumbled to himself and attached some power cable to a connector jack.

Suddenly there were large sparks flying and Craig jumped back, hitting his head in the process.

Rubbing the back of his head, he said.."well obviously that doesnt work."

"Whatcha doing?" Krystal suddenly popped into view and darted around the area checking things out before coming back to him. "I'm bored," she announced as she fluttered in the air mere inches from his nose.

"Hey gorgeous," Craig said putting some tools to the side. " How come you are bored?"

"Because Maxie's gone and left me all alone!" Her antennae and wings drooped and she looked almost pathetic.

"Well wanna help me?' he said.

"Sure!" Krystal brightened immediately and giggled as she buzzed around his head, leaving a little trail of pixie dust in her wake.

"Ok squirt," Craig said grinning and sneezed slightly cuz of the pixie dust. "You are smaller then me, can you see why I can not get this connection to work.

"Lemme look!" Krystal fluttered close and literally stuck her head inside the connection.

"Inside you should see a yellow thread.. is it whole or burned out?"

"It's got black on it," she told him and pulled her head back out. "I think that means 'burned out'," she grinned.

"Indeed thats a fact," Craig admitted. Now if I give you this cable can you thread it through the little hole next to it.

"I think so," Krystal nodded and did as Craig asked her to do. "There!" She brushed off her hands in a tiny spray of dust.

"Perfect, now keep your fingers crossed and lets see if we can get it started."

Krystal giggled and held up her hand with all of her fingers crossed.

Craig quickly walked into the little shuttle. "Ok squirt... keep them crossed. Initiating pre-flight sequence.. come on.. come on..

The shuttle made a funny gurgling sound and a slight shiver went through it, but that was all nothing more.

"Ahhhhhhrrrg.. I don't get it.." Craig said in frustrating and leant back in the pilot chair. "You know I have checked and double checked everything and still it doesnt work.. I don't think you know what might be wrong with it would you?"

Krystal blinked. "Initiating Diagnostic now," she intoned and promptly sat down to start preening her wings.

"Do you know?" Craig said with a smile.

Krystal blinked and focused her big blue eyes on him as she smiled. "There is a misalignment in the matrix," she told him.

"You are kidding," Craig said, checking the matrix outflow. Squirt, we make an engineer of you yet. How come I didn't think of that? "

"You did, cause you asked me to look," she pointed out with a giggle.

He nodded. "There you see... its much better now, output 50%, calibration 25%... now when I say go, press that button ok?"

"Press the button," Krystal giggled. "Press the button. Aye, aye, sir!" she added a salute.

Laughing Craig ducked under the pilot console. "Are you pressing the button??"

"You didn't say 'GO'," Krystal reminded him. "But I'm pressing it now!" she added with a giggle.

Suddenly a soft vibration ran through the old shuttle. "WHOOOOT," Craig said jumping to his feet. "It works. it works.."

"Go Craig Go!" Krystal cheered.

"My lady." He said taking a small bow for Krystal. "I couldn't have done it with out you."

"Thank you," Krystal pinkened and she managed a fairly decent curtsey for a winged creature with no dress on.

Craig looked in awe at the old shuttle. He still hadn't lost his touch, now that the engines were fixed the inside needed some updating too.

"Hey Squirt, what you think we should be doing to the inside?" he asked. "I mean you are girl right, so you know more of that stuff then me."

"Let's turn it pink!" Krystal clapped.

"Oh please no pink!."

"And we can make it into a Pixie Playhouse!" she squealed with glee.

Craig grinned. "I 'm sure we can create a little place for you."

"YAY!" Krystal clapped and buzzed around, darting in and out of the shuttle and leaving a little trail of golden pixie dust everywhere.

The inside was messy, loose equipment, parts of rubber and glass filaments. For the next few hours Craig and Krystal cleared up the mess. Well Craig did most of the work with Krystal giving orders and rooting him on.

"I think it is looking very nice!" she finally told him. "But you need to get rid of that, over there," she pointed.

"You are a slavedriver." Craig moaned as he streched his back.. "The only thing you are missing is a whip Squirt." he said jokingly.

"I can get one!" she exclaimed and *poofed* a whip into existence, cracking it for good measure and then giggling helplessly.

Craig shook his head. "You know you are one crazy girl."

"I'm a Pixie!" Krystal giggled.

"Wanna bite to eat?" he said finally sitting down. The inside of the shuttle was now clean. It could use a fresh coat of paint but despite of that it looked authentic.

"Do you have nectar?" Krystal asked as she hovered nearby.

Craig shook his head. "No I am sorry but I do have orange juice..Have you tried that?"

"No... what does it taste like?"

Looking for a small cap, Craig poured some in a small plastic container. "There you go."

Krystal took a hesitant sip and wrinkled her nose.

"What you think of it?" Craig asked biting into a sandwich.

"It doesn't taste like a flower," she told him and handed the cap back.

Craig grinned. "Its juice from an orange, you know what oranges are don't you?"

"Nope," Krystal shook her head.

"Well they are large orange balls and you can eat them."

"Why would anybody eat balls?" the pixie asked and looked rather pensive. "Accessing the databanks," she told him.

"What you doin?" Craig asked finishing the last of his lunch.

"Extrapolating pertinent data on -oranges-," Krystal answered in a voice that did not resemble her normal one at all. Then she blinked and grinned at him.

"So are you still bored?" Criag asked as he cleaned up this tools and the remainders of the lunch.

"Nope," she shook her head with a light spraying of golden dust. "What are you doing now?"

"Cleaning up the mess." he responded. "I still have some off time.. so if you have any ideas....."

Krystal blinked. He was asking HER for ideas? "We could go on a picnic!" She fluttered, and then an antennae drooped. "Oh wait.. we just did that," she perked up and giggled. "We could go exploring for treasure! I like treasures!"

Craig grinned. "Do you know Treasure Island?"

"OOOOOoo! A whole Island of treasures?" Krystal's eyes got wide and she clapped.!!"

"Well lets go to the holodeck and I will show you ok?"

"Alright!" she agreed immediately and buzzed around his head. "Race you!" she giggled and disappeared.