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Roomies
By, Megan Kilkenny

Disclaimers: This is purely a work of fiction which I just had come into my
mind. It is based on the televisions shows "seaQuest DSV/2032" created by
Rockne S. O'Bannon and produced by Universal Television Productions. This
story is meant to take place about a 2 years after "seaQuest" ended. Miguel
was not dead, as wel were told, and has been serving on seaQuest since his
rescue. Hope that clears up everything and hope everybody enjoys it!
Comments appreciated as always!

        I'll never forget the first time I went over to Miguel's quarters
after he moved in with Bambi, maybe I should say their quarters. It was
really strange, especially since they looked nothing like our quarters.
Well yes the room was of almost the exact same design but it was nothing
alike ours beyond the architecture. That surprised me since half of that
new room should have looked like half of my room, but like I said,
completely different.
        First of all when I walked into the place it smelled funny. Not bad
funny but not like you'd expect Miguel's room to smell. It smelled spicy,
like cinnamon almost. He told me it was from the tea Bambi had made only 5
minutes earlier. Bambi's half British, figures. Once he said that I'd just
missed Bambi I was glad I'd made that stop in the moon pool on the way over
for a little heart to heart with Darwin. Okay so I was, and I still am a
bit jealous of the girl, and of Miguel. I must say Bambi is, no offense to
Kim, one of the most attractive women I have ever met. If she was wearing a
potato sack you'd still think she was gorgeous. Not that Bambi would ever
wear a potato sack. This girl knows she is hot and she dresses like it.
Practically everything she owns is tight and short, but I've got to admit
if I was her, and I looked like that, I'd dress the same way. Did that
sound weird? Believe me despite what some people think I'm completely
hetero. If I wasn't I wouldn't be so attracted to her.
        Anyway back to Bambi, Bambi Westphalen, yeah Kristen's youngest
daughter who at the time was the wise old age of 21 was, and is model
quality. In fact when she was a teenager she was a model. But anyway she's
about 5'9" and slender, but not skinny, believe me she fills out very well
in all the right areas. To be blunt she's got a big chest, but not grossly
overly big, and there's no doubt that those things are real. Top it off her
face is gorgeous too. High cheek bones, rosy complexion, emerald green eyes
and her mother's fiery red hair; a siren to say the least. Strange thing is
you'd think she had her mothers very sexy accent, yeah I'll admit it I'm
attracted to Kristen too, give me a break I'm a virgin for goodness sake,
but Bambi has no traces of it at all. Well actually on a few words she
does, but for the most part it's straight American English all the way.
Course she talks enough though, just like her mother. She's so like Kristen
it's not even funny. She's perky, passionate, about her job that is and her
social life not, sexual passionate, although I'm sure she must be. Believe
me if I'd ever been even close to sex with Bambi I wouldn't be here to
write this, Miguel would've killed  me by now. But she's funny and smart
too. Although she acts very ditzy at times, underneath you'll find a girl
who's really very very smart. She likes just about everything too, except
pickles. Bambi hates pickles, and don't ask me why I remember this so
vaguely. I just remember Miguel saying how one time he threw a piece of
pickle at her and she "deprived" him for the night. God that man has
strength. He slept in her bed without having sex, if I ever doubted
Miguel's strength I sure as heck don't anymore.
        Anyway Bambi is a pretty wonderful girl, despite the fact she can
be annoying, and I can see why Miguel loves her so much. Heck I have a huge
crush on her, but I just didn't want to see her that day. I mean keep in
mind that Miguel is MY best friend and was MY roommate and is MY stickier
then glue buddy, until Bambi came along. Okay that's a lie, we're still
best friends and we're still really close, but it's not the same. Miguel
goes home at night to Bambi and I go home to a stupid kid just out of boot
who can't even tie his shoes without help and worst of all thinks that
Klingons live in eastern Europe. So I was jealous of her and I just wanted
to see my friend alone for the day.
        Miguel sat me down on their bed, actually 2 twins pushed together
with king sized sheets on them, a trick I hear they learned from Katie and
Ben, and offered me a cup of the tea, which for some reason I accepted, I
hate tea. Anyway he sat me down and got the tea and put some music on. No
Mercy. I hate No Mercy, and Miguel knew it and still knows. In fact as he
hit the play button I could see him grinning from the other side of the
room. It's funny though. Since Miguel left I've found myself actually
playing No Mercy a lot. I guess it reminds me of Miguel. Classic Cuban Pop
Miguel calls it. He's started playing guitar again and he tries to emulate
their style, and he does it very well too. He's way better then they ever
were. Anyway he put it on and slid his guitar off the bed so he could sit
down and face me as we talked.
        "So Tim how's it been going without me in your room?"
        "Just fine. My new roommate is a character." Well that wasn't
really a lie. It wasn't going badly, I just really missed him.
        "Getting along without me and my 3 am coffee runs?"
        "Are you? Miguel you do realize you are drinking tea don't you?" I
asked since Miguel was always an avid coffee drinker. Sometimes when we
couldn't sleep or we found ourselves up messing around he'd run down to the
mess and grab us big cups of coffee and make fun of tea the entire time
that we drank it. I'd actually liked tea up until I met Miguel and I heard
all the reasons why coffee is the superior beverage.
        "Well 2 weeks with Bambi nonstop has made me tolerate the stuff.
And besides this is herb tea, there's no actual tea in it." Miguel
responded. This was beginning to sound like an international delights
coffee commercial and I was getting a bit worried that our friendship had
gone down the crapper. Especially when Miguel said his next remark.
        "Well Bambi told me to say hi. It's ironic. My best friend is a
communications officer and so is my girl. You two are so alike it's not
even funny." That was my line. I was always the one to say so alike it's
not even funny. I patented that line. I can say it in 6 different
languages. Actually I can say it in every single language in the whole
world if you gave me time to look it up.
        "Tell her I said hi too." After I said that the phone rang. It was
Miguel's brother Gabriel and he had to take the call so I got some more
time to look around the room. The walls were lined with pictures of men,
mostly movie stars and models, although there was one poster of Miguel's on
the wall and I noticed that over by the computer there was a topless
picture of Bambi lying on the desk. I was half tempted to go steal a peek
at it but I had a feeling Miguel had forgotten to put it away or something.
        It looked like he had tried to do a quick job of cleaning before I
came over because there was a basket of laundry in the corner, men's and
women's clothes all mixed up together. My mother and father didn't even
keep there clothes anywhere close to being together. They didn't even wash
them together. I even saw a can of empty whipped cream in the trash. Now I
know how much Kristen loves hot fudge sundaes with extra whipped cream, so
I'm guessing Bambi does too. Something tells me though that they weren't
eating ice cream. Then I realized that they'd probably had sex the night
before on the very same poorly made bed I was sitting on. Not that sex is
gross or anything but just the thought of my best friend having sex on that
very bed was a bit too much for me.
        Bambi had flowers on the desk. A few red roses, I'm sure they were
picked from the hydroponics bay. Miguel with flowers that he wasn't handing
right over to a girl? Whoa. It was just too much to handle. There were even
stuffed animals on the bed. Stuffed animals? Were were Miguel's car
magazines? Where were my car magazines? Where were all the posters and
sports stuff? This room looked and felt like a girl's room. Okay Miguel had
a poster up. Okay his old trophies from high school were on the book case.
His guitar and music was all positioned in one corner. And yeah his baby
blankie was on the bed too, the one with the tigers raising their fists in
triumph.
        Sounds stupid but whenever I used to get sick I'd steal Miguel's
baby blankie. Not because I was attached to it but because when I was a
little kid and I got sick my mom used to make me a bed on the sofa with
blankets like that one. It just  made me feel comfortable to have Miguel's
around me when I was sick. It reminded me of home.
        "They're not kittys waving goodbye before you even say it Tim!"
Miguel said as he walked back over to the bed. I hadn't even noticed that I
was clutching the blanket.
        "Oh sorry, I know. Tigers."
        "So how do you like my new home?" Home. He'd said home. I never
ever referred to my quarters as home, and I don't remember Miguel ever
doing so either.
        "It's a bit feminine but it's okay." I actually would've done
anything to take Miguel back to my room for a talk.
        "I know. I can't believe I let Bambi decorate like this!" Miguel
said as he threw up his hands at the room. "What can I say? The things we
do for the women we love."
        We both just kind of sat there staring at each other for a while
before Miguel opened his mouth again.
        "You know I miss you a lot." He just said it out of nowhere. "I
mean you and I are good friends, and even though I know Bambi was taking up
a lot of my time before it just seems like almost too much now."
        That comment made me a bit worried, and it made me realize why
Miguel had asked me down to see him. Ever since I met Miguel I've found
something out. I am the all mighty great book of wisdom, even when it comes
to subjects I know nothing about, like moving in with your girlfriend. This
was not a "come check out the new place" social call this was a "convince
me that I'm doing the right thing" visit.
        "Miguel you and I aren't going to stop being friends just because
you moved in with Bambi. Trust me this is not a mistake. I've seen the way
you two look at each other, this is definitely the right move for you." I
took this as my cue to give Miguel a hug, purely platonic of course.
        "And if it doesn't work out, even though I know it will, you're
always welcome to move back in with me. But I think it's time you moved in
with Bambi. You love her a lot, and I'm sick and tired of getting sent out
of the room when you two want to have sex, and I think Jay is too. You
don't want to end up a bachelor forever do you?" I couldn't believe I was
actually saying this instead of come back and live with me Miguel.
        "You think? No lecture about marring her first or anything?" Miguel
asked as he tossed his hair back. You know if I looked like Miguel does I
would have things so much easier, not that things are that hard, oh shit
erase that comment if you caught the joke. I do have Kimura, but I don't
see her much since she went back to her home. Since the Chao Di was
abolished she's been working on the farming colony where she grew up. Can
you believe after all those lies her first profession actually was farming?
Not to get off the subject here but I've been thinking about resigning and
going to live with her lately. I mean we both love each other, that much I
know, but I'm just not ready to give up seaQuest yet, and I know she
understands.
        But it was different with Miguel. Miguel and I are very different
people. And Bambi and Kimura are very different women too. "Miguel you know
I'm not that much of a bible thumper. Me and Kimura have had sex before you
know."
        "No I didn't know! How could you not tell me something like that!"
Miguel said as he gave me a nice whack in the arm. That man does not know
his own strength.
        "Well okay not really, but it seems like we have."
        "Phone sex with Kim? I'm going to have to tell Mrs. O'Neil."
        That made us both crack up. One because it was true and two because
my mother is so senile that she would probably refute with remember to lick
the ketchup off the window sill.
        "Hey if we're going to discuss my sex life, or lack there of, then
it has to be a two way conversation."
        "Okay Tim what do you want to know?"
        Now don't ask me why I asked this but I did. "How do you do it? I
mean you two have only been dating 2 months and you act like you've been
together forever. I don't understand how you could be so lucky."
        "Tim when I almost died after that incident on Hyperion I spent 5
months in a hospital in Cuba unable to even remember what my name was, but
do you know what I dreamed about every night? Bambi. Honest to God Tim I
did. So when I saw her I just kind of knew it was meant to be."
        This confused me considering that it took Miguel and Bambi 3 months
to even date.
        "Huh?"
        "Well I didn't act on it at first because just because she looked
like my dream girl doesn't mean she was. You know at first I couldn't stand
her? That should have been my second clue she was mine. But we have a
connection that goes beyond love. We are..." Miguel clasped his hands
together as he said "One."
        "Then I think that's your answer. This is the right thing for you,
for both of us. Just promise me Miguel, at least get rid of all these guys
on the walls. She's taken it too far."
        "Oh I dunno, every time I bring up taking down some of them she
goes out of her way to convince me to let her keep them up. I'm not kind to
put down Bambi's advances."
        "Miguel nobody is the kind to put down her advances, and I don't
mean anything bad by that. She's a goddess and you know it. That's what I
meant." Someday I'm going to have to write about Bambi's past. Let's just
say she wasn't a virgin, although I know after becoming good friends with
her that she regrets a lot of what she used to do. Bambi was one heck of a
wild child.
        "Well hands off. You're sparking my Ricky Ricardo streak. Do you
want me to mouth off in Spanish to you?" Miguel said a bit loudly.
        "Yeah well I'm not Bambi and I speak Spanish as good as you do."
Well I speak it as well but it always sounds nicer when Miguel speaks it,
guess it's a package deal with him."You know come to think of it you two
make a nice Ricky and Lucy, except your both much nicer."
        "Nice compliment pal." Miguel said as he gave me a high five. "So
how's about a game of holo B-ball?"
        "Miguel I have never ever beaten you in holo B-ball. Even when you
sprained your wrist and only had your left hand to play with."
        "Come on Tim I added something really cool to the program, well
actually Lucas did it, but I know you'll love it."
        Some how I agreed to my 1 millionth loss against Miguel at holo,
but with a topless Bambi cheering us on after every shot,whether is was a
good one or one of my air balls, I found I'd never enjoyed it so much.
        You know what else? I'd never enjoyed Miguel's company that much
either. In fact ever since he's shacked up with Bambi every minute we spend
together is spent a little more usefully. I'll admit a year and a half
later I still sometimes wish that I wasn't rooming with such idiots, but
I'm still happy for Miguel and Bambi Ortiz.

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