KLauderdale said:
TG Theodore said:
I found writing serious DS9 harder than the others. Writing humorous DS9 was a snap.
--Ted
I still have the story I submitted to an early SNW, "Where Everybody Knows Your Designation" at the ready if Pocket ever does an all-humor anthology.
And I have my "Wake Me When the Planet Gets Back", too.
“Um ... Bajor’s gone. Sir.”
“What?”
Captain Benjamin Sisko almost laughed at the absurdity of the statement.
Almost.
But when his thick dark fingers clenched the stitching on his antique baseball, Chief Miles O’Brien knew his commanding officer was not amused.
“You mean it’s cloaked, don’t you, Chief?”
Despite being at attention, O’Brien shifted his weight from one leg to another. He didn’t dare glance over at Rom, who was already perspiring heavily—especially for a Ferengi. Sisko’s piercing glare was almost more than Rom could handle. Making eye contact with O’Brien certainly would drive the poor assistant engineer into hysterics (which tended to result in that high-pitched Ferengi squealing both Sisko and O’Brien hated so much).
“Uh, no, sir.” O’Brien cleared his throat. “The whole planet. Gone. Well, I mean, we think it’s still there, but ... we can’t actually find it anywhere.”
--Ted