《太空堡垒卡拉狄加》圣诞特辑
“你不必这样的！”，罗斯琳总统一边从阿达玛上将手中接过一个闪亮的小纸盒，一边说道。“你真是太客气了”。
罗斯琳小心翼翼地撕开纸盒子，好像那已经是殖民舰队中最后一张包装纸--不过也差不多是了。在殖民地一号的灯光下，一个小金盒在小纸盒中闪耀夺目。罗斯琳慢慢地打开金盒，啪一声，一张褪色的照片映入眼帘，照片上,阿达玛在左,她在右。
“比尔...”，罗斯琳结结巴巴地，走上前对微笑着的阿达玛说，“这是不是表示...”
没等罗斯琳说完，阿达玛探身过去给了罗斯琳一个久久的热吻。而十二个殖民地的女总统自己,已经完全融化在了这个军事统帅的温柔之中。
像是永恒...两人终于在罗斯琳快要被抱扁的时候松开了。“你是爱我的，比尔，你的确是爱我的。”
“爱你？”，阿达玛感到非常意外。“你在说什么呢？你都已经站到槲寄生下了，我除了吻你还能做什么。”
“但是那个小盒子...”，罗丝琳结结巴巴地，“那是我们俩!”
“劳拉，我很敬重你的，不过我觉得卡马拉（治癌草药）开始让你神智不清了。”阿达玛说。“那不是什么我们俩的照片。那些只是礼品盒上附赠的图片。”
“该死，比尔。我为什么就不能让观众们开心一会儿么？（其实是让她自己开心吧～呵呵）”劳拉忍不住大叫，把礼品盒扔到桌上，转身走到窗户边凝望着远方。“我是说，这完全是我们俩的圣诞特辑。”
“圣诞特辑？”阿达玛再一次困惑了。“劳拉，我们信仰众多的神明，但其中没有一个是耶稣。事实上，在我们到达地球之前我们根本不知道耶稣是谁,那到底我们的圣诞特辑从何而来？”
“噢，得了吧，比尔。你认为时间领主们（《神秘博士》）也庆祝圣诞节吗？我觉得不。但是你看，BBC（英国广播公司）每年都推出圣诞特辑。该死，乔治·卢卡斯（《星球大战》之父）说，甚至Wookies（沃基人，比如丘巴卡，汉·索罗的大毛个字朋友）都庆祝圣诞节，他们可是位于遥远的星系，在很久很久以前了。”
”劳拉，你应该清楚地知道，”阿达玛说，“跟那些节目不同，我们是很坚韧并且很严肃的剧集。该死，我们甚至不知道怎么样去庆贺欢呼，更不用提什么圣诞节庆祝了。”
劳拉在她桌后坐下，手托在脸上。“或许该改变改变了，比尔。也许我们也应该摆上几棵圣诞树，做一些花环，派发一些礼物，好让大家忘掉那些我们所创造的机器人想要消灭我们，忘掉我们正绝望地迷失在寻找地球路上......”
“不，”阿达玛说，“只要我在任，我绝不让任何联网的电脑出现在我的舰上。”
“为什么无论我建议做什么，你都要说起这个？”，罗丝琳说道，“我是说，这和电脑联网根本搭不上边。你说这个纯粹是叫我神志不清。”
“说什么？”阿达玛说。
“你说的‘因为我是困在石器时代的一只恐龙，所以不能允许联网电脑出现”之类的废话。你每次都提起这个，就算它跟我们现在的话题毫无关系。”
“但这是事实，”阿达玛说。“基于这个，我得回卡拉狄加了。”
“谢谢你的礼物，比尔，我很喜欢。”罗丝琳说。
“没事儿，”阿达玛说道。“我在清理一个旧鞋柜的时候找着的，我想送给你总比扔掉了好。”
“圣诞快乐!”，罗丝琳朝阿达玛大声喊，但他已经消失在下层甲板的楼梯，接送他返回卡拉狄加的运输机正等候着。“圣诞快乐”，罗丝琳静静地说，手中摆弄着小金盒。
"You shouldn't have!" said President Roslin, as she ripped the small shiny box from Adm. Adama's hand. "Really, you shouldn't have."
Roslin tore into the box as if it were the last bit of wrapping paper in the ragtag fleet, which really wasn't far from the truth. Inside was a small gold locket that glistened under the lights of Colonial One. Roslin slowly cracked it open and inside found faded tiny photographs of Adm. Adama on the left and her on the right.
"Bill ..." Roslin stammered, stepping toward the smiling Adama. "Does this mean ..."
Before she could finish, Adama leaned forward and gave Roslin a long kiss. The president of the Twelve Colonies simply melted to the feel of the military leader's warm, moist lips on her own.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the two finally separated with Roslin nearly collapsing. "You do love me, Bill. You really do love me."
"Love you?" Adama said in sudden shock. "What are you talking about? You stepped under the mistletoe, and I had no choice but to kiss you."
"But the locket ..." Roslin stammered. "This is us!"
"Laura, I respect you a lot, but I think the chamalla is starting to mess with your mind," Adama said. "Those aren't pictures of us. Those were just the photos that came with the locket."
"Dammit, Bill. Why can't I just have one moment to make the shippers happy?" Laura yelled, throwing the locket on her desk and turning toward one of the portal windows overlooking space. "I mean, this is our Christmas special and all."
"Christmas special?" Adama said, confused once again. "Laura, we believe in multiple gods, and none of them are Jesus. In fact, we won't even know who Jesus is until we get to Earth, so how the hell can we have a Christmas special?"
"Oh, come on, Bill. Do you think the Timelords celebrate Christmas? I think not. Yet, the BBC pumps out those Christmas specials every year. Hell, even Wookies celebrate Christmas, according to George Lucas, and they were in a galaxy far, far away in a time long, long ago."
"Laura, you should know better than that," Adama said. "Unlike those programs, we're gritty and we're serious. Hell, we don't even know what it's like to have cheer, let alone Christmas cheer."
Laura sat down behind her desk, putting her head in her hands. "Maybe it's time to change that, Bill. Maybe it's time we put up a few Christmas trees, some wreaths, and maybe give some gifts to make everyone forget that these robots we created wants to annihilate us, and that we're hopelessly lost trying to find Earth."
"No," Adama said. "We will not have any network computers aboard my ship as long as I'm in command."
"Why the hell do you always say that whenever I suggest something?" Roslin said. "I mean, that has nothing to do with this. I think you say that to frack with my mind."
"Say what?" Adama said.
"The whole 'I won't have network computers because I'm stuck a dinosaur in a stone age' garbage. You bring it up every time, even when it has nothing to do with what we're talking about."
"But it's true," Adama said. "And with that, I'm heading back to Galactica."
"Thanks for the gift, Bill. It was sweet,"Roslin said.
"Sure," Adama said. "I was cleaning out an old foot locker, and I thought it was better than throwing it away."
"Merry Christmas!" Roslin yelled toward Adama, but he had already disappeared to the lower decks to catch his raptor back to Galactica. "Merry Christmas," Roslin said quietly, as she played with the small locket in her hands.
翻译：chenminhao327 校对：xmcob_jd
献给各位BSG迷，祝圣诞快乐！！
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