Sunday, September 11, 2005

Betazed & Deep Space Nine

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Usually, I welcome a chance to go away with Deanna somewhere; but when that 'somewhere' is Betazed, where her mother Lwaxana lives, I shudder at the thought.

However, I could hardly say no, and as the Enterprise was under repair in the Earth Space Dock, we both set off for her home planet.

This worried me enormously. I know many would regard Deanna as a wonderful bride, but with Lwaxana as a mother-in-law...

What if she was in a husband-hunting mood and took a shine to me herself? I could end up with Deanna as my daughter in law!

Help!

When we eventually arrived at Betazed, Lwaxana greeted me in her usual style; I could see both of them talking telepathically. I don't need to tell you what the subject was as they both eyed me, worried that I might overhear them.

"Mother!" Deanna says, "We ought to talk to Will as well."

"I suppose so." Lwaxana said reluctantly.

The three of us carried on pleasant talks in meaningless banter for a while during the rest of the day, although I still felt like an outsider.

Later on, during the night, I heard a few creaks, so I got up and followed the sounds.

From the top floor, I could see Deanna and Lwaxana talking telepathically excitedly. What the subject was, I have no idea.

The next morning, Deanna informed me that we would regretfully have to leave Betazed.

What a relief!

"We have to make a small detour to Deep Space Nine on the way back to the Enterprise."

"That's a BIG detour!" I protested.

"I need to do it, Will." she says, "Please let's go."

She knows how to win me over, when she uses that soft voice.

Eventually, we arrive at the station. Deanna asks me to stay in the shuttle while she goes to settle something.

My curiosity beats me, and I walk to the Promenade, seeing Deanna stride off into the distance.

I hear a scream.

Deanna strides back, her hair all ruffled, and a slight scratch on her cheek, but with a satisfied smile on her face.

Behind her, a dark haired woman, who appears to be a Trill, staggers out. She has a black eye and her nose is bleeding.

Deanna gets back in the shuttle.

"What was that all about?" I ask.

"Nothing you want to bother yourself with, Will." she says sweetly, "We've got to get back to the Enterprise."

Women. Will I ever understand them?

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hehe, Michele sent me--like your blog, cool concept!

Trinity13 said...

Ahh Deanna, what are we ever going to do with you?

ribbiticus said...

came by way of michele. really cool blog you have here. :)

BarbaraFromCalifornia said...

We are indeed complicated, and exciting too.

Thank you for visitng my blog. My hubby is a huge Star Trek fan, and will surely enjoy your blog.

All best.

Anonymous said...

Ah, poor Will... don't even try. ;)

Ciera said...

Hmm...and I thought I had anger issues....


psst...will someone tell the cpt. he can click on this blue name and visit me there too.....shhh...quietly though...

xtessa said...

funny how you men never seem to understan women when women ACTUALLT gets your number all the time...;) i guess, we're more complex than you... heeheehee.

Anonymous said...

I thought women on the enterprise were called Karpichas?

Anonymous said...

Nope:) We're more complicated than any life form you will ever encounter! Lol!

Shelley said...

Nothing Deanna does shocks me anymore.

dddragon said...

Riker sure is dumb.

Jean-Luc Picard said...

Women certainly are mysterious, as a lot of the ladies have said.

A warm welcome to the new visitors.

Anonymous said...

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If you ever get so mystified by this that you must understand, just ask... but it has to do with a visual cortex devise...

Anonymous said...

Imzadi, Imzadi, where are you when I need you? I want to play a game!















If you ever get so mystified by this that you must understand, just ask... but it has to do with a visual cortex devise...

J Anderson said...

Don't worry commander - I think it's betazoids, not women.

Kristopher said...

It can't succeed in fact, that's what I believe.
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