Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Captain Beverly Causes A Problem (Part Two)
Guest Poster: Wesley Crusher
My honeybunch Karena and I are now Ensigns on the USS Rhode Island.
The two of us are enjoying some off-duty kissing when she is suddenly called to an emergency meeting on the video viewer.
"It's from my mother, Queen Diana on Wondawowman, pumpkin." Karena says, "I'm instructed to talk to her privately, it sounds like something serious has happened."
Karena gets up to go to the monitor in the next room. The door is sealed, but I can see her through the glass partition. The Queen is looking distressed on the screen.
A look of horror comes across Karena's face, and she grips her spear tightly; the whites of her knuckles are showing clearly.
It looks like somebody is going to suffer. I wonder who it will be?
Karena switches the monitor off and marches towards the door.
"Hello honeybunch." I say brightly, "I hope everything is all right."
"Don't you honeybunch me, Wesley Crusher!!" yells Karena. She slaps me on the face, then kicks on on one shin, then the other.
"I know the truth now!" she continues, "Your mother has admitted what you are planning to do!"
"My mother?" I answer, "What was I planning to do?"
Clearly I'm in some difficulties here; an argument with an angry amazonian is a bad thing.
"She's told my mother how you have been planning to run away and set up home with an Orion Slave Girl." Karena says, while getting her spear ready to ventilate me, "Not only that, my mother has ordered me to leave Starfleet and return to my home planet, as diplomatic relations have been abandoned."
"What about our engagement?" I plead imploringly.
"Both that and our impending wedding are no more." she states firmly, "Still, you and your Slave Girl wanted that, didn't you?"
I feel myself literally sinking in quicksand here. Right now, Karena is likely to throw me a heavy weight to make me sink faster!
"Karena!" I tell her firmly, "We've been together at the Academy and on the Rhode Island constantly together. When did I have the opportunity to see an Orion Slave Girl? There has never been one on this ship."
Karena stops sharpening her spear and thinks for a moment. She is beginning to think I'm right.
"If you are telling the truth, then why did your mother say these things?" Karena asks.
"Why don't we call her and find out the truth?" I ask, "Someone is trying to cause trouble."
"You're right, pumpkin." Karena says with her familiar smile, "We'll call your mother in a little while and find the truth."
"That's good honeybunch." I reply, "But why wait? Shall we call now?"
"Well, we didn't finish what we started before the viewer came on, did we?" Karena says with a sly smile, "After that, we'll sort the problem out."
To be continued...
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17 comments:
I can see some body getting some new Ventilation for sure..
After they've "made up"
At least Wesley managed to get her calmed down before he became a shish-kabob!
Whoa Geeze! LOL
No pressure of anything, HAHAHAHA!!!
Running away with an Orion slave girl sounds like an excellent plan to me.
Yeah Wesley should do just that
yikes.... this could be bad!!
Well it looks like Wes gets to live a few minutes longer :)
I'm surprised that Karena calmed down so easily.
On the topics of Karena and sorting things out later: HERE, HERE!!!!!! :D
Karena is HOT
Those two are truly a romance for the ages....
Karena can be enticing at times!
Karena is testing Wes with the famous "shoop shoop" test.
This refers to the 1960s Betty Everett classic, The Shoop Shoop Song (It's in His Kiss).
Of course, on the Amazon homeworld, the definitive recording may be Cher's.
Wesley sure pulled that one off. But it a surprise that Karena calmed down.
Lucky guy. I know I would not have listened to *my* intended had something like that come up....and he'd be buried in a shallow grave in my parent's back yard still....
But that's just me. :D
I'm impressed she calmed down so quickly. true love and starfleet training I guess.
It was either have Karena listen to reason, or have her ventilate Wes with her spear.
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