Star Trek: TNG/The Golden Girls Crossover: Rose Meets the Pakleds

[Peach Wookiee]

Hello, everyone! This is supposed to be funny and was inspired by a badfic thread. I hope this will make you laugh.

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Ambassador Rose Nyland stood on the transporter pad of the USS Golden Palace, eager to tell her St. Olaf stories to what Captain Dorothy Spornak described as "people who need some good stories, Rose." The old woman with puffy white hair grinned to herself, also glad that she had her purse of treats. The transporter powered up and she felt the familiar tingling sensation over her skin.

She arrived on the Pakled ship and was greeted by a person she assumed was the captain. "Hello, there. I'm Ambassador Rose Nyland, from St. Olaf, Minnesota. You must be the Pakled captain!"

"Yes," he said slowly. "We look for things..."

Rose thought a moment. "Are you looking for your keys?"

"We look for things to make us go..."

Rose thought again. "Oh! You need to go! I have some prunes in my purse!" After showing the captain how to use the prunes, the ambassador handed the prunes out to the Pakled crew. Their long search for things to make them go had ended... in the ship's head.

The End

 

[Shatnertage]

Funny. You can't go wrong with poopin' Pakleds.

 

[kes7]

I have to admit, I laughed out loud.

 

[Dingo]

Funny. Definitely funny. And of course the Pakleds are one for being messed with in fiction and everywhere else. I wonder what the Federation equivalent of the ACLU is and how Pakleds might complain about this one...hahahaha.