USS Bermanprise is proceeding on course for Mahilia III, where we will beam down a landing party, raise shields, and try to muddle through a plot.

"Sounds like fun, sir," Commander William T. Riker said from his chair at Captain Berman's right arm.

"Yes, Riker, like always. I see nothing so bitter in that," Berman replied nonchalantly, his eyes afixed on the viewer and the stars streaking past.

Riker exchanged glances with Counselor Ezri Dax, opposite him. "Sir ..." Riker began. "That was one of Picard's lines from Encounter at Farpoint."

Berman looked at Riker. "Didn't fit?"

Riker shook his head. "Not really, no."

"How about, 'make it so'?"

"No." Ezri said.

"'Engage'?" Berman inquired.

"What?!" Acting-Annoyance Wesley Crusher half turned in the Ops chair aboard the Yesterday's Enterprise Galaxy-Class bridge. "You gotta keep current on your scripts."

"You shouldn't have fired Ron Moore," Odo mumbled as he stood at the tactical post.

"Dammit," Berman snapped. "I hung Braga up by his toes and tortured him with Klingon pain sticks for two months to make up for that, didn't I?"

"Sir," Lieutenant (jg) Geordi LaForge looked back from the Helm post. "I just noticed something."

"What is it?" Berman demanded.

LaForge looked around the bridge. "Well, we've got Riker, myself, Wesley and Worf from TNG ... and there's Odo, O'Brien, and Ezri from DS9 ... wait, Worf is from DS9 too, and O'Brien is really from TNG and ..."

"Is there some point to this?"

"Yeah," LaForge said. "Why no one from Voyager?"

"Well, Seven of Nine and Harry Kim are handcuffed to my bed naked," Berman responded. Realizing he'd said too much, he blushed. "RED ALERT!" he yelled.

"What is it, sir?" Riker asked.

"Prepare for saucer seperation!" Berman snapped.

"Sir...?"

"DO IT!" Berman screamed. "You will command the battle section while I remain on the saucer and run for safety!"

Riker shrugged. "Okay: LaForge, Odo, O'Brien, Worf, Ezri -- report to the battle-drive."

Berman just grinned.

***

"Seperation complete," LaForge said from the Conn as the saucer pulled away.

Riker grinned. "Lock on torpedoes."

"To what?" Odo asked.

"The saucer."

"The saucer, sir?" Ezri inquired.

At Ops, Worf grinned. "We'll destroy the boy as well."

"Oh well," Riker shrugged. "FIRE!"

Six torpedoes leaped down and blew the saucer to bits. "Now that we've rid ourselves of that," the Commanding Officer of the USS Bermanprise, Stardrive Section, pointed at the viewer. "THAT-A-WAY! Warp six! Oh, wait!"

"Yes, sir?" LaForge asked.

"Change the name." Riker said.

The Rikerprise blasted into warp space.

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Average Rated 6.27 out of 10 Smileys by Fabrux (with four eps posted)
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"Oh, yes, screw logic, let's go for a theory with no evidence!"
-Omega 11:48am, Jan. 19th, 2001
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And homeschooling also turns you into a socially well-adjusted person, capable of talking to people without them wanting to ram a f***ing chair down your throat! - PsyLiam, 3/11/01

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You know, you really should keep a personal log. Why bore others needlessly?
The Gigantic Collection of Star Trek Minutiae

But hey, that's just me...

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"Okashii na... namida ga nagareteru. Hitotsu mo kanashikunai no ni."
(That's funny... my tears are falling. And I'm not sad at all.) - Quatre Raberba Winner

USS Rikerprise warps past.

"Sir," Worf reported. "We've picking up a distress call from the Bermanprise saucer ... it's the boy!"

"Wesley Crusher?" Riker asked. "He's alive?"

"Yes, sir," Worf rumbled.

"Set up us the holodeck, Odo," Riker ordered. "The Klingon sim. Worf -- transport him in there."

"Aye, sir," Worf said.

**

Wesley Crusher materialized in a dark room. Six naked Klingons approached, eyeing the young man. "Who are you?" Wesley asked.

Someone grabbed him by the shoulder, spun him around, and ripped his pants off. A second later, crewmen walking outside of the holodeck looked around curiously as screams of pain filtered through the doors.

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Star Trek Gamma Quadrant
Average Rated 6.27 out of 10 Smileys by Fabrux (with four eps posted)
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"Oh, yes, screw logic, let's go for a theory with no evidence!"
-Omega 11:48am, Jan. 19th, 2001
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And homeschooling also turns you into a socially well-adjusted person, capable of talking to people without them wanting to ram a f***ing chair down your throat! - PsyLiam, 3/11/01

OUCH!

*LOL*

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"Okashii na... namida ga nagareteru. Hitotsu mo kanashikunai no ni."
(That's funny... my tears are falling. And I'm not sad at all.) - Quatre Raberba Winner

I never liked that lil' prick anyway.

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"Okashii na... namida ga nagareteru. Hitotsu mo kanashikunai no ni."
(That's funny... my tears are falling. And I'm not sad at all.) - Quatre Raberba Winner

Dear lord...

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Nic: She's not a practicing lesbian. We need PRACTICING lesbians!
Me: I have a camcorder.
Nic: But no lesbians.
Me: Ahhh... no.
Nic: DAMN IT MAN! WE NEED LESBIANS! LOTS AND LOTS OF LESBIANS!

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You know, you really should keep a personal log. Why bore others needlessly?
The Gigantic Collection of Star Trek Minutiae

How about the simple beauty of a Varon-T-Disruptor?
Ok - so it's illegal, but who cares if it's for the good of the universe... ;-)

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"Okashii na... namida ga nagareteru. Hitotsu mo kanashikunai no ni."
(That's funny... my tears are falling. And I'm not sad at all.) - Quatre Raberba Winner

Does the job for me - and remember, Wesley doesn't deserve more attention than necessary.