Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Wedding Of Jadzia And Worf (Part Two)

Author's Note:

Captain Picard has been asked to be the Tawi'Yan at Worf and Jadzia's wedding, which is the equivilant of the Best Man position. He has also discovered that the marriage has to be approved and carried out by The Mistress, a title given to the previous sexual partner of the groom, which was Deanna.  He has just told her.



Guest Poster: Deanna Troi

The male senior officers will soon be going for their Kal'Hayah, a pre-wedding Klingon ceremony for males.

I can't believe it. My title is now The Mistress. I hope that doesn't stick.

Naturally, I was shocked at first, but I'm gonna have a lot of fun having to vent my approval and carry out the wedding. Jadzia and I had a lot of rivalry when we were both with Worf, having the occasional fight and tearing teach other's hair out was quite commonplace. I'll make that Jadzia nervous when it comes to the part where approval is given.

Maybe I'll toss a coin.

A knock on the door. It won't take many guesses to see who this will be.




"Hello Deanna." Jadzia says carefully, as she steps in, "Is it okay if I jusr drop in for a little chat?" She speaks and walk hesitantly, as if she is crossing a fieldful of Dvorak explosives.

"Sure, Jadzia." I say with a smile as sincere as a holiday home salersman, "Dit down and tell me what's troubling you."

"Well I'm sure you've heard from Jean-Luc about the role he has asked you to play in the wedding, that of The Mistress?"


"Indeed I have." I tell her, with barely the hint of a smile.

"Well." Jadzia continues quietly, "We are friends now, aren't we, Deanna. I know he had some difficulties when both you and I were competing for Worf."

"Personally I found the fights a lot of fun." I say with a laugh, which depresses Jadzia.

"Perhaps they were, Deanna." she tells me, "But we've grown up. You have Will Riker, and I'm about to marry Worf.  You WILL approve the marriage, won't you? And officiate it?"

"We'll all have to wait and see, Jadzia" I say teasingly, and usher her out of my study.

As she goes, I whisper quietly in her ear "Everything will go fine."

To be continued after the TWQ..

6 comments:

The Curmudgeon said...

Empathic senses do not always result in empathy, eh Deanna?

I'm glad you whispered that reassurance in her ear on the way out though.

And -- before you have too much fun with your part at the wedding -- didn't I read that the bride and groom are both armed with bat'leths?

Fly Girl said...

I'm so glad that Deanna decided to reassure Jadizia instead of torturing her. Most human females would have relished the chance.

Ellee Seymour said...

Here's hoping there are no last minute hitches.

Amanda said...

Ah...its good to be reading your blog again!

Jean-Luc Picard said...

Curmy, you're right there!

Michael Manning said...

The key word here is "Suspense"!