Enterprise Christmas Party (Part Two)

The Party is underway now, and the guests are coming in. At the moment, no one has been put in the brig. It's only a matter of time, surely.

"I have had an Invitation Decline here from Miss Cellania " says Riker.

I read it.......

Dearest Captain Picard,

It was very kind of you to send me a personal invitation to your Enterprise Christmas Party. However, I must decline this one time. You undoubtably remember my performance at last year's party. I am afraid some of the other guests may as well. With this in mind, I think it may be prudent to wait another year for certain memories to fade before I attempt another appearance. Surely you understand.

Meanwhile, I hope to be able to visit the Enterprise during a less crowded occasion.

Yours,
Miss Cellania


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Right now, a strangely dressed man walks into the party... Batman



Christmas Chaos

I was wary of this future Christmas party idea suspecting a trap from one of my foes. Diana just laughs. "You should be a little more trusting. And if it’s a trap the four of us can handle anything. Besides Vincent says some of his relatives have went to Captain Picard’s party before, and have come out fine. “

“Hh.” I respond. “Like I really trust Vincent. “ Batgirl gives me an evil stare. I roll my eyes. “Fine we’ll go.”

After a transportation that is not unlike The JLA transporter. A Distinguished man greets us. “Batman, Batgirl and guests, welcome to the Enterprise. “ I am Captain Picard.”

“I’m Batman.” I love saying that. “This is Wonder Woman, Batgirl, and her boyfriend, Vincent. “ I almost choke on those words.



The children wander off, I dance with Diana. Though, I’m wary of some of the guests. I’ve seen Vegeta’s other son Mirai. A six foot version of Vegeta I suspect is a an adult Vincent. Being followed around by a woman I think looks a bit like Lady Shiva, saying. “You behave.”

Worse I think I’ve seen two Bruce Cains.

I’m distracted by the Crew who begins asking me questions. Picard Talks about detective techniques. That I don’t mind so much. But some of the questions were just off. “ Why do dress as a bat?” Some kid named Wesley asks.

“Because jumping off the roofs as some rich guy doesn’t strike fear into criminals.” I snort.

The Security officer Worf tries to take my belt from me and to go into fighting stance. When Vincent is flung across the holographic hall, fighting who I thought was his future self.

I roll my eyes as one of the Bruce Cains, some girl I don’t recognize and Shiva woman who had better not be a future Cassandra pull of the older Vincent while Batgirl tries to restrain the younger one. The two Vincents are thrown into the brig. Before I can ask the captain if he can’t just keep them there, The Bat Mite appears.

“Hey! Batman. It’s me your biggest fan!”

Why Me?

“Bat Mite it’s not a good time for you. In fact It’s never a good time for you.”

This being called Q appears. “A fifth dimensional Imp? Mon Capitan I thought you’d have better sense than to invite one those things here."

“I’m here with my bestest buddy Batman.” The annoying imp proclaims. I swear I have never encouraged him into the belief we are friends. Nor did I invite him."

Q sneers. “Is that so? Well I’m uninviting you, pest.”

They throw reality altering powers at each other casing all kinds of strange effects. Picard is turned in to Professor Xavier. A giant donut chases Riker yelling “HUNGRY!” Data is transformed into a 1960’s robot who can’t say anything but “ Danger! Danger!”

Finally some of the holograms wee warped into historical figures evil ones Like the Joker, Attila the Hun, Genghis Khan and a psychotic Abraham Lincoln? “Evil holographic Lincoln is back!” It declares.

I interrupt Q and the Mite. “You know all those Tricks are impressive but not as much as impressive as I’ve seen Impossible Man, or Mxyptlyk perform.

“ What?” Q acts insulted “I’m much more impressive than those posers! “

“Bat Mite whines. “They are not better than me!”

They both leave to confront Impossible Man, and Mxysptylk. Soon as they vanish all returns to normal. The rest of the night goes with out incident. There was only one problem. Captain Picard made me take Vincent back to the 21st Century.

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Phew! An Enterprise Party is never normal, is it? Here is Jaime

Once again, my friend Marinda has invited me to spend Christmas with her on the Enterprise. After last year’s debacle, I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but she assured me that, this year, the party would be on the holodeck, at some 1960's nightclub, and there would be a lounge singer. And Data was NOT in charge of refreshments. So, I agreed.

It is, I must admit, a very nice party, and I’m not a big fan of nightclubs. Or the 60's. But Vic, the lounge singer, has a great voice, and I find that I’m enjoying myself immensely. The food is wonderful as well (I make a mental note, however, to stay away from the egg nog). Guinan has truly outdone herself. There are cultural dishes from all over the galaxy, and the centerpiece is a sculpture of the Enterprise made from oranges. It’s drawn quite a crowd, and there are two shady-looking men in business suits peeling the oranges they’ve just snatched from the starboard nacelle. They look like the kind of men you wouldn’t want to encounter in a dark hallway of an apartment building. I’m not quite sure exactly what kind of a holodeck program the Captain had in mind here, but perhaps they’re just here to give the party some atmosphere. After all, nightclubs always have their share of shady-looking men in suits.

Don’t they?

Just then Geordi and Data walk by, deep in conversation about having accidentally cross-circuited the holodeck program for the party with one having something to do with someone’s father. I don’t really catch it, as they’re muttering, but it doesn’t sound very good. Especially when I hear the words, “safety protocols” and “before the Captain finds out.”

I really hope this doesn’t turn out like last year, but just in case, I make sure I know where the exits are.

At this point, one of the Enterprise crewmembers comes up to me, and asks me to dance. The floor is pretty crowded, but everyone looks like they’re having fun, so I agree. The Captain and the good doctor are whirling about, completely oblivious to anything else going on (which, I imagine, is good for Geordi and Data and whatever issue they’re dealing with); Riker and Deanna can’t take their eyes from each other; Worf and Jadzia are the same, although they seem to be dancing to their own music...maybe it’s a Klingon variant of jazz. I don’t know. It doesn’t escape my attention, though, that all the senior officers are completely preoccupied at the moment, and should there be a crisis....

I refuse to let my mind wander that way. My partner starts telling me about his duties, but I find myself distracted by a dark-haired man in a suit who is making his way towards me, weaving in and out of the paths of dancing couples. He looks Italian, and he’s fairly attractive.

He continues to approach me, but I suddenly realize that he’s not looking at me; he’s looking past me. Curious, I pause in my dancing (much to my partner’s confusion) to watch him walk by. He strides up to another dark-haired man, this one in a white tux. He hugs him, and then, much to my surprise, grabs him by the face and kisses him on the lips! His voice is low, but I still hear what he says:

“I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!”

Fredo, the man in the white tux, turns pale, backs away, and nearly flees from the first man.

I have a sudden sense of deja vu (and danger). I’ve seen this somewhere before, but I can’t quite place it. The first man turns and makes his way back to the men who are eating the oranges.

Suddenly, it all clicks, and I remember where I’ve seen this before.

With all due respect to Geordi and Data’s technical prowess, I think I’ll just head for the exit while there’s still time.

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Now a young lady by the name of Justice



A Real Prince Charming

All my mom could talk about was the Enterprise Christmas Party. She and Dad was going to have a good time so was my brother and his girlfriend, but what about me?

My boyfriend was dead... Although I find Galen attractive, he isn't interested in a 16 year old...

So I get to play Miss Lonely Heart at our table while everyone else is dancing...

I am sitting in the cool club with all these people around me dancing and listening to some great songs sung by a real handsome man...

After a few songs he walks over with 2 glasses of synthehol champagne which is legal for me to drink since there is no alcohol in it..

"Hello little Miss, mind if I join you..?" Vic asks.

I giggle, "Yeah sure."

"So what is a beautiful Princess doing all alone with no one to dance with.." the singer asks...

I shrug, "My boyfriend is dead."

"Oh that is tough kid..." He gave me a comforting smile, "but you know there are plenty of fish in that big blue..."

I looked at Galen over talking with Q, "I know which fish I want but I have to wait a few growth spurts..."

He looked confused.... So I continued, "I was born May 6th 2006."

He sat back quickly, "NO"

I nodded yes, "I have these growth spurts and they think I will continue to have them until I am 23, maybe even older."

Vic looked shocked as a member of his band signaled him it was time for another song, he held up a hand in the just a minute gesture, "You are kidding... Does he know?"

I nodded positively... "And..." Vic asked

I nodded negatively...

"Well, I don't have a date and I would be delighted to have such a lovely lady on my arm.." He said gesturing again at the band to wait...

"You are suppose to sing.." I say.

"I can also dance... I got Fred Astaire moves babe." he smiled... "Why don't you request a song and I will sing it while we dance to it.."

I couldn't help but smile big, "OKAY... My favorite Christmas song is All I Want For Christmas Is You..."

He took my hand, "All I Want For Christmas Is You it is then.."

"Ladies and Gentlemen... Allow me to introduce you to my date this evening... Justice Breifs.. Right now I am going to sing her favorite Christmas song and dance... Ladies and Gentlemen... All I Want For Christmas Is You." He then twirled me around on stage, "and we are going to dedicate it to Galen.."

My eyes got red and cheeks got flushed... as Vic started to sing and we started to dance...

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby

I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me...

Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is...
You

All I want for Christmas is you... baby All I want for Christmas is you... just you


Vic made me part of his show it was great... At the end of the night... a little Christmas bell chimes and mistletoe appeared over everyone heads...

"What the... " Vic looked around then pointed, "There.."

A little witch woman wiggled her HI-NI and said...

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

Vic smiled, "I couldn't have said it better doll.."
"Neither could I, Vic..." I answered..

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Lastly today is from Fluke Starbucker, sent by Ciera

Fluke Starbucker here, kiddo's. Each year that Captain Picard over on the Enterprise throws this Christmas party...and each year that cutey Ciera just has me taxi her there. I guess my invite must get lost in the mail, huh?

Anyhoo, this year...I'm gonna tag along and crash the party.

So, I'm where I'm supposed to be to pick Ciera up and she tells me I have to wait. You can read about that part in her telling of the events. All I'm gonna say is that I didn't overreact to her questions about Sprok........anywhere nearly as bad as she portayed it. Honest.

The ensign that greets us as we beam over to the Enterprise looks suspisciously at the guest list...I don't know whether the ensign is looking for my name, or Ciera's date....what was his name again? I dunno, but it reminded me of Captain Kirk for some reason.

Anyhoo, I get through without any bother...is there security this lax? I'm suprised when they've got a Klingon running that show. The holo program was looking good..sexy babes every where...some goofy guy singing about sleigh bells and chestnuts roasting....I mingle with the crowd, doing some campaigning...

And Worf himself approaches me with all the grace of an elephant in high heels.

"You were not on the guest list," he growls.

Slurping down one of those little hot dogs, boy are they good, I reply, "Sure I was. Didn't Ciera tell you I was coming?"

"Lt. Commander Ciera does not report to me," Worf barked.

I have no idea why she persists in that Lt. Commander bit...she only pulls her imaginary rank out at Christmas...she doesn't use it to get in on any of the action around here...oh, I'm digressing aren't I? "Well then," I ask him, "You just ask her and she'll tell you that I'm on her guest list."

"I shall do exactly that." He bares his teeth at me in typical Klingon manner and leaves.

I glance over, looking for Ciera, but she was busy dancing with Jean-Luc while her date was helping himself to the different drinks on the table and barely tolerating the holographic waitresses that were helping him. He sees me and I give him wave, he just nods his head. Strange lad, but he makes Ciera smile so he can't be all bad.

"Well, if it isn't Fluke Starbucker..."

"Isn't it?" I ask, turning to see a...wow...a six foot blonde with a smile from ear to ear..."Do I know you?"

"Not yet." She loops her arms through mine and begins leading me away...

"Whoa...this isn't some sort of smear thing is it? You know, there aren't going to be pictures taken and then sent to the paper? I am campaigning after all..."

"Silly man...no pics are gonna be taken..."

We go through the door way, leaving the party behind and would you believe...that girl turns around and is holding a nasty looking phaser.

"Uhm..."

"Listen here Starbucker, I belong to the Party Opposing Jon the Interglactic Gladiator...and since you are campaigning to be his Vice President..."

"You're gonna shoot me for that?"

"I doubt anybody is going to be shooting anybody..." A meaty hand come down behind Blondie and picks her up by the scruff of the neck and the other hands took her phaser.

"Worf!!!!"

"I will not have the party interupted by violence," he snarls...uhm, violently. "And not because of politics." He hands the girl off to some of his goons...I mean, security officers. "Take her to the brig..if there is any room left."

"Worf! Old buddy, old pal..."

"I am not your buddy or your pal!"

"You just saved my hide...what can I do to thank you?"

"You can leave."

"But I'll have to take Ciera home..."

"Lt. Commander Ciera and her date will be escorted home by the Enterprise."

So, I left...but not before swiping some more of those hot dogs in a blanket...

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With that, Day Two ends. Be back tomorrow for the Third Day, and to meet more partygoers!