ST:HMB Naked Impulse, Part 12

Gel didn’t so much slip as gloop his way out of the vent and into Lt. LaFuentes’ office. Never in his life had he felt so heavy and solid. It was a couple of degrees warmer than in the vents, where cool air continued to circulate despite Todd’s best efforts to get...

ST:HMB Naked Impulse, Part 11

Gel had stiffened up in the cold of the vents; a normal thing for a human, but not for a Globbal. He moved more slowly than normal and found he had to repeat Ellie’s instructions to keep them in his mind. While he rebooted the holodoc, she was going to try to find and...

ST:HMB Naked Impulse, Part 10

“Lieutenant Ellie DoItAll to Gel the Goopy! Wakey, wakey!” “Lieutenant!” Gel almost gushed with relief, then he realized what she’d just said. “You’ve infected, aren’t you?” She responded with a giggle and hum of pleasure. “Of course, silly! Are you?” “No. Lieutenant,...

ST:HMB Naked Impulse, Part 9

Ellie and Todd weren’t the only ones panicking. At that very moment, Ensign Gel O’Tin, the Impulsive’s only gelatinous lifeform crewman, was slapping the door chime of his commander, Lt. LaFuentes, and begging, “Come one, L.T. Open up, open up!” Behind him, a couple...

ST:HMB Naked Impulse, Part 8

Jeb was not the only one to be awakened from a sound sleep. Light years away, Todd Ahndmore, chief janbot programmer for CleanSpace Inc., yawned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before turning on his monitor. He rubbed them again as the bridge of the Impulsive...