Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wesley & Karena's Honeymoon (Part Three)
Guest Poster: Karena
My pumpkin Wesley Crusher and I are married. We have been spending our time at the Starlight Hotel on the planet Gemini II.
The two of us were errr.... celebrating our wedding when the Hotel Manager knocked on the door and interrupted us with a panic.
"The Taarl have invaded?" I ask, "Who are they when they are at home?"
"A most aggressive species." explains Mr Jackson, the Manager, "They have been threatening to invade for years, but now they've only just decided to do it. What they have done is sent a couple as scouts before the main ship comes."
"None of this was ever mentioned in the brochure." comments Wesley drily.
"Keep quiet, pumpkin." I order, and turn to Mr Jackson, "Are you saying everyone is evacuating because two aliens have landed? What if they fail to return?"
"Well, I suppose the main ship will think it too dangerous to invade."
"Right!" I answer, "Wes, where's my spear?"
A short time later, Wes and I are moving towards where the aliens have been reported.
"Do you think you should have taken a phaser instead, honeybunch?" asks Wes.
"No, Wes." I reply, "I find the thrill of using a spear far more....satisfying."
We get to a point and see one of the Taarl in the distance.
"He won't win in a Federation Beauty pageant." remarks Wes.
"Pumpkin." I say, "You go up to it and talk to it."
"What?" Wes replies, "It would want me for a meal!"
"You're just the diversion, Wes." I tell him, "Leave it up to me. We're a married couple. Trust the person you're married to."
Wes walks up up to the Taarl, and I move in the undergrowth, getting my spear in a good position to aim.
As Wes is in mid cringe to the Taarl, I let go my spear and ventilate the Taarl, who collapses on the floor, dead.
"That's for interrupting my honeymoon." I say as I sneer at the body. Then I look to Wes.
"Well done, pumpkin!" I exclaim, "We make a good team, let's get the other one."
Not long later, I return to the Hotel with a quaking Wes.
"You won't be having any more trouble with the Taarl." I tell the Manager, "Wes and I are going back to our suite to err....enjoy our honeymoon."