Discussion in 'Voyager' started by Akiraprise, Jul 20, 2009.
"But Mister Vulcan, ponies uhhhhggg"
He collapsed and tribbles congregated
on his face, making soft
triling vocalisations as they tried
to eat the food crumbs
accumulated in his whiskers. The
food caused them to breed,
and they soon overran the
mess-hall, much to the chagrin
of B'Elanna, who abhorred Tribbles.
Breaking out her Bat'leth, she
cut a swath through the
furry critters. Tribble bits flew
like sneezed at dandelion puffs.
"For crying out lout, Torres
I was saving those for
Nontheless, B'elanna continued hacking
"those fur-ball PetaQ" until she
was covered with fur, bits of
something she though was flesh,
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