I was happily counting the Credits that I had acquired from backing the winner of the Gold Cup, as was Beverly, who had taken my advice in choosing the favourite. Behind us, Deanna and Riker were arguing.
"Whyever did you put all your Credits on a 50 to 1 outsider, Will?" Deanna enquired, "It was so far behind, the horses in the next races couldn't start until it managed to get past the finishing line. Even then, the jockey had to get off and drag the horse across it!"
"It just seemed to have a good name." Riker answered, "With a name like Commander's Will, I could hardly resist it."
"Horses with cute names aren't going to win races, Will." Beverly reminded him, "I could see that Ferengi Bookmaker laughing away to himself as you placed your bet. He must have thought it was Christmas!"
"All right, I get the idea." Riker admits, "It wasn't a sound decision, but you did pick one with a name as well, Captain."
"True, but Bev's Bounty was the favourite." I tell him, "So we chose well."
As Riker continues to mumble with Deanna, we head out of the track towards the shuttlepark, so that we can fly towards our meeting point with the Enterprise.
The Orion shuttle takes off, but is feeling sluggish, even more so than when we came this way.
"I think we should have got this shuttle looked at, Captain." Riker informs me, "Geordi wasn't sure about whether..."
"We would have missed the first race, Will." Deanna replies, "Although that might have been better; we wouldn't have lost so many Credits. I felt I was contributing to the Retired Bookmakers Home."
After hearing Deanna whine away as much as the engines of the shuttlecraft, the Orion finally comes to a halt.
"Well that's torn it!" exclaims Riker, "Now were's floating away in the vast wilderness of space with no hope of rescue, lost forever.."
"Can it, Number One!" I reply, "There's something showing up on our sensors. A ship is coming this way."
To be continued...
14 comments:
oh oh I sense a very large uncomfortableness coming...
Someone been putting sugar in your tank, Cap'n.....?
Michele sent me to see what's happening in the universe......
cq
On second thought, being lost in space with Deanna CAN'T be a bad thing, whining notwithstanding.
Hmmm...
Someone needs to learn a little about preventative medicine, methinks.
I can't wait to see how this one plays out.
Ha! Too good. I'm gonna have to come back tomorrow to see what happens!
Uh oh! It doesn't matter who won now!
Wait, leaving Ascot and no one is wearing a hat?
Maybe you can use some of your winnings to repair the shuttle. Assuming you ever make it back to civilization.
Ferengi bookmakers, eh? It figures. You're lucky you collected your winnings, Captain.
MOTD, of couse Bev and Deanna had their fancy hats on. Riker and I were in out top hats. I just didn't happen to have a picture!
Curmudgeon, Ferengi bookmakers aren't ideal, but they have cornered the market.
I'm sure everything will be fine. You'll get rescued by the freighter and they'll take you back to your ship and everything will be AOK, right? Right?
Did we win at Ascot then, did we have a little travelling trouble?
Hope the bad parts of this story are totally fiction for you. :)
Thanks for the comment, Jean-Luc. I'm glad you had a great time at Ascot. I have a friend at Wimbledon this week.
Hm, Riker's not the best gambler...
Oh dear ... perhaps there is a banana in the tailpipe? I've heard that can really mess up your vehicle!
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