The best friend's best friend

[keepurshirtonlt]

Lazy mornings was one thing Trip did like about the island. While he missed Enterprise, her crew and her engine (he was the Chief Engineer and he'd helped design her, he loved that engine like she was a person) something awful but it was nice to be free of those responsibilities for a little while.

And he had good reason to be lazy as he'd been wore out last night by the woman laying beside him. That was another thing he liked about the island: people sure were friendly. Granted, Trip did care about Lily as a dear friend but he was glad they could still have a little fun now and again.

Trip was dozing comfortably, not bothering to open his eyes just yet and get rid of the warm, content feeling. A weight settled on his chest, and he was still sleepy enough to think it was Lily so he just grumbled at how sharp her nails were but didn't open his eyes.

It was the tongue that started licking his face that finally got Trip to open his eyes and he had to stare in sleepy confusion for a few moments before he figured out what was going on. Then, all else forgotten, he sat up quickly with a large grin. "Porthos! What are ya doin' here buddy?"

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[keepurshirtonlt]

"Of course!" It was clear from Trip's tone that he meant it too. "And believe me, so will everyone that meets him. Little ole Porthos here is just as charmin' as his daddy."

Porthos opened his mouth and panted in a doggie smile, as if to prove the point.

[notfaking_it]

Lily could think of a few people on the island who might not want to spoil the dog -- Jeff, who didn't seem to even like his own dog, for example -- and she grinned, but said nothing. "It's good to see you so happy," she said honestly, knowing that the island had a tendency to send people things they might not be quite so pleased to see. It was good to know it wasn't always awful.