"So, Chekov, exactly where in Russia were you born?" Captain Kirk asked the young Navigator as he sat down at the gaming table in the Rec area that Chekov and Sulu were currently occupying. He honestly couldn't believe that he'd overlooked a certain tidbit of information in the young man's file, and if he hadn't pulled the file out again when he was writing up a recommendation for promotion, it probably would have gone unnoticed by him forever. Now that he knew though, he couldn't help but needle the young Navigator who had seemed overly proud of his heritage.

Pavel Chekov flushed a deep red, confusing his friend who was trying to beat him at 3D Tetris.

Sulu frowned as he paused the game, wondering exactly why his friend had reacted to the Captain's question the way he had. He then remembered the story Pavel's mother had told him when he had visited his friend's family the last time they were on Earth. As well as being a month early, Pavel had been born on a boat and had been delivered by the...oh, this was gonna be good.

After a nearly interminable pause, a rather red faced Pavel Chekov finally replied with a barely audible "Alaska".