From MVINCENT@DREW.EDU Tue Dec  2 11:01:10 1997
Date: Tue, 02 Dec 1997 02:43:20 -0500 (EST)
From: "Vincenti, Michelle" <MVINCENT@DREW.EDU>
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Cc: Tabitha Potter <tabithap@expert.cc.purdue.edu>,
    Lubin <dlubin@worldnet.att.net>
Subject: (sQ-ff) American Tradition (fanfic)
Resent-Date: Tue, 2 Dec 1997 02:24:52 -0600 (CST)
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Yup. A second story from me today :) No, it's not Katie's response to 
Ben's letter. That hasn't been written yet, but thanks to everyone who 
commented and gave me tons of ideas for it :)

This is a short story that I wrote over the summer about Brody, but have 
been stumped as to a title - until tonight :) And I wasn't about to send 
this thing out without a title - I already did that with a B&K story & I 
hate doing it...

Anyway, not to forget the usual disclaimer (like I did for the letter :( ) 
As much as it pains me to say this, Brody doesn't belong to me. He belongs 
to SFC, Amblin & all TPTB that have anything to do with sQ. Anything else 
does belong to me and I hold the rights to it.

I *do* want lots of comments on this one...my dad read over it & was 
rather confused - 'til the end. Once you read it, you'll see what I mean 
<g>

This story's dedicated to my wonderful friends from home, especially my 
best friend Amanda, who've cultivated my mind to the point it's at now 
<beg> Of course, they all refuse to read my sQ stories, but if it weren't for 
them, this story might not have happened <g>

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"American Tradition"
by Michelle Vincenti

"This is a beautiful port.  I should come here more often."  Jim thought.  
For the first time in a while, he actually found himself able to relax on 
shore leave.  Things got so tense on _seaQuest_ that he was often wound up 
just a little too tightly.

As he walked around New York City, one would wonder why Jim would call it 
beautiful.  Although time certainly had passed since the Sanitation Law of 
2003, it was just as dirty as it ever had been. Garbage lined the streets; 
traffic was backed up for miles -- probably from one end of Manhattan to 
the other, which would be typical of the famed city.

Jim found his way to Greenwich Village.  As soon as he got there and saw 
one of the shops, he grinned.  Everyone knew about Jim's reputation of 
having a girl in every port, but there was one side of Jim Brody that his 
crewmates never saw.  As Jim looked in the window of one of the stores, he 
mentally calculated how much it would cost for all the little goodies he 
wanted to get.  He figured that he had enough UEO credits, so he went into 
the store and bought his little "treasures".

He went back to the parking garage where he'd left his transport and drove 
back to the hotel where he was staying.  When he reached his room, he 
found her already waiting for him.  "Hiya love," he said and bent over to 
kiss her.

He opened the door to the fridge and found some chocolate syrup. Her eyes 
widened in excitement.  She grinned, knowing what he had planned.

Jim took out whatever he'd gotten in the store and laid them out on the 
table.  "So, which do you like better?"  She gestured to the one on the 
right and Jim smiled.  That was usually his favorite, too.

He picked up the chocolate syrup and looked at her questioningly. "So how 
much do you want?"

She grinned.  "Lots.  Just let me get everything ready first.  Things have 
to be just right before you use the chocolate syrup."

He knew exactly what she was talking about.  He had his own way of 
preparing and knew that she did, too.  After all, if he didn't know her 
after 8 years, when would he?

Jim had forgotten how good it was.  After being on a submarine for so 
long, it's easy to forget how good the real thing is.  After about fifteen 
minutes, they were finished.  "You look tired.  Do you want to take a 
nap?" he suggested.

"Yeah," she said.

"Okay, you rest.  I'll clean up."  Jim tucked her in and started cleaning 
up.  He glanced into the bedroom and saw her sleeping peacefully.  "She 
looks like an angel," he thought.

He went over to the couch, sat down, and started watching some T.V.  After 
an hour, she sleepily walked out of the bedroom.  "Can I have some more?"

Jim looked over at her and grinned.  "Yeah, sure.  With chocolate syrup?"

"Yeah, of course."  She grinned.

"Okay."  He got up and walked into the kitchen.  He opened the freezer and 
turned to look at her.  "Chocolate or vanilla?"

"Both," she said, still smiling.  "I love coming to visit when you're on 
shore leave, Uncle Jim.  You _never_ scrounge on the chocolate syrup.  
Mommy always says that it's bad for me."

Jim smiled at her and took out the ice cream.  He sat down at the table.  
"Anything for my favorite niece."  He picked up the chocolate syrup and 
grinned at her.  "One Brody special sundae coming right up."

End :)

copyright 1997 by Michelle Vincenti

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For all of you that were starting to think that this belonged on the adult 
list - get your minds out of the gutter! Of course, my dad thought the 
same thing, but... <g> Opinions? Comments? Seriously, I want to know what 
y'all think...this was probably one of the oddest stories I've ever 
written...and I'd like to know if it was one of the ones I shouldn't have 
bothered to post... :) (Yes, my friends would have thought it belonged on 
the adult list, especially with the innuendos...)

~Michelle <|:) (smiley with a Christmas hat/pasta strainer!)

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Michelle Vincenti - Questie, MSTie, X-Phile, Dweeb, Tedite
                mvincent@drew.edu   /   RedMenace2018@hotmail.com
        fanfic page: http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Lair/4867

        "We are all made up of our experiences, both good and bad. We can no
more wish away the bad than we can wish ourselves away. We can merely live
each day and look to the future. For in the future lies hope." - unknown
	"Don't let anyone tell you who you are or who you could be." - 
Jett, "King of Assassins" (X:WP)
        "It's a big ocean out there...maybe there are a few things you and I
don't understand." - Lieutenant Ben Krieg, "Treasures of the Tonga Trench"
        "We were so young then. We were so full of dreams and ambitions
that we never stopped to look at the reality of things." - Katie
Hitchcock, "Straight from the Heart" (fanfic)

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