Three Bottles of Hooch and a Wild Night

Posted on Thu Feb 26th, 2026 @ 10:30pm by Lieutenant Commander Sabastian Walker & Lieutenant JG Aiden Poe
Edited on on Fri Feb 27th, 2026 @ 2:37am

1,394 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Forgotten Wounds
Location: XO's Quarters

ON:

Cotton balls. That is what was in his mouth. Dry, moisture sucking cotton balls and probably something decaying and rotten. Then there was the pounding in his head that rivaled Nausiccan Tayben drums and felt as if the heal of a foot connected with his head with every drum strike.

Sabastian groaned and chanced opening his eyes. The light was dim but it still stung like the lash of a whip directly to his skull. He groaned again and then regretted it the vibration having caused more pain.

"You going to throw up again, Sir?"

Sabastian yelped jumping and promptly rolling onto the bed and onto the floor with a heavy thud. A few heartbeats later, while Sabastian was trying to figure out if he was still able to move someone peeked over the side of the bed. A pair of intense violet eyes stared at him momentarily rendering him speechless.

"Commander Walker....are you okay?"

Oh, no. No, No, No. Nope. This didn't happen. "Poe! What are you doing here?"

"Um...making sure you survived the night?"

"What?!"

"You really don't remember?"

Sabastian sighed and sat up a mistake that made the room spin at a disgustingly fast rate and made his stomach feel as it floated up to the ceiling. Don't vomit, Don't vomit

As if reading his mind Poe's voice rang out. "Feel like being sick again?"

His eyes snapped open. "A..aagain?"

Poe smiled a little. "Yeah...about seven times I think."

Sabastian's face turned scarlet. "Oh Gods."

Poe leaned over the bed a little more. "But only two were...um...disasters and one was mildly insulting but given that you're drunk ...or rather were, I am not taking it personally, and the rest were fine. We got you to the toilet in time."

Sabastian groaned again and closed his eyes. "I'm afraid to ask. You wouldn't happen to have a phaser on a high setting would you?"

Poe snorted. "Well sense of humor is a sign that you're a little better. How about this, you stay there I need to go to the bathroom for a sec and I'll be right back to help you up."

"I should just stay here, like the rest of my miserable life."

"Don't be Dramatic...um...Sir. I'll be right back."

Several minutes later he felt a tug on his arm and opened his eyes only to see Poe wearing his T-Shirt and in boxers. "OH MY GODS WHAT DID WE DO?"

"Poe looked down at himself. "Well we didn't do anything. You threw up on me so I took your T-shirt and had to like burn my pants, I'm guessing I now understand what they mean by hot pants. Anyhow, your bath is awaiting you and brush your teeth, Sir, you smell like...well a Klingon sewer cause you kind of threw up on yourself too."

"WHAT? I...I.."

"Off to the bath with you the water is nice and warm and there is headache stuff on the counter I found it in the medicine cabinet."

Poe pushed, tugged, and shoved him towards the bathroom.

"I'm the XO..."

"Temporarily you're the Chief of Engineering and yes you outrank me but I saved your bacon and got you here before anyone could see the Chief Engineer slash XO drunk off his um...well yeah. Plus," he said shoving him into the bathroom. "You owe it to me to smell nice after that somewhat disgusting tasting kiss."

Sabastian turned bright red. "WHAT?!"

"Bath now!" He shut the bathroom door and signed. "Big baby!"

The voice came from inside the closed bathroom. "THAT'S BIG BABY SIR."

"We can talk about your Sir kinks later."

He heard a yelp groan and smiled. It was fun teasing the XO.

About 45 minutes later after a long soak Sabastian came out of the bathroom in a clean pair of pants and t-shirt his hair still wet and glistening.

Poe looked up as he was setting the final dishes on the table. "Breakfast! I used your kitchen to cook."

Sabastian glanced over and blinked. Poe had indeed cooked. The kitchen looked like a tornado had blown through it but the food smelled good and his stomach rumbled. He quietly walked over to the table and hummed in appreciation. Bacon, eggs, various veggie options and most importantly, coffee. He picked that up and took a sip. "This looks...eatable."

Poe laughed. "It is you doughnut. I made the veggie options and then I found bacon and wasn't sure if it was yours or...well I made it anyway cause i"m an anyvore."

"Anyvore?"

Poe grinned "Yes, I will eat anything edible when hungry."

Sabastian chuckled. "I bet. So sit and tell me what the hell happened."

He sighed. “So…how much do you want to know?”

Sabastian sighed. “Just tell me everything at this point.”

Poe took a deep breath. “Well! I left the party right after the Captain’s speech, I noticed you left before that but I thought I’d stay for the speech and on the way back I heard something from the wall. When I got there the hatch opened and you fell out along with three bottles of foul smelling stuff marked Dylithium Hooch.”

Sabastian winced, the last of Zai’s stock. “Where are the bottles?”

“They were all empty so I got rid of them.”

Sabastian winced again. He was lucky he’d survived the night. Grappa was strong but the engine room stuff was lethal in that much of a dose. “Keep going.”

“Well,” Aiden continued. “I managed to get you here and it took forever to get the code out of you, you’re lucky everyone was at the party so nobody saw you but I got you in the quarters and then you started crying and like clinging to me and calling me Zai…and asking why I cheated on you and how could I be so nasty to the team and if I every loved you at all.”

Sabastian groaned. “Re-asking my earlier phaser question.”

He snorted, “Then you added insult to injury.”

Sabastian did a facepalm. “Out with it.”

“You kissed my forehead and then threw up on me and that was the start of a fun night.”

Sabastian turned bright red and dropped his head to the table and hid his face. He mumbled, “Go on.”

“Well I cleaned up and stole your shirt as you can see. My stuff is in a bio hazard bag in the trash. Then the next two times we got you to the toilet in time and then you threw up on yourself. We got you cleaned up and the rest were all toilet tosses and then you passed out! You did briefly indicate that the ship's floor became a transporter at night and to avoid being transported into space I should sleep by your side."

Sabastian groaned. "Right. I am air locking myself."

Poe smiled. "Hmmm. Well we all need a friend sometimes. So I'm going to head out now that you are showered, awake, and fed. I'm going to um... borrow some pants and get to my quarters before the ship wakes up and I am the um... subject of gossip. Did you know that your ship is full of gossips?"

"I read the lower deck boards."

"Well then. I'm going to sneak out and you um...just get better Commander."

In a few minutes Poe was by the door and Sabastian called. "Poe. Listen thank you. For everything. I mean it."

Poe smiled. "It was fun. Rarely do you see your XO as mortal and human and while you are mortal but not human I loved seeing the Vulcan side of you drunk. It was very scientifically enlightening."

Sabastian snorted. "And just between us?"

"That goes without saying sir. Oh... a message came in while you were sleeping from the Counseling people...they said you have Couples therapy today."

"Couples what?"

Poe shrugged. "Have fun!" He waved and was gone.

Sabastian stomped over to the desk and opened the coms. There it was. Couple's Therapy ordered by an Admiral at that with the CO.

He groaned again. "I really do need to walk through the airlock. Mother Mucker this will be a crap show." Especially since he was all kinds of hung over.

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