Lore reached out, grabbed Wesley by the neck, and squeezed. Wesley's head blew up, covering Beverly and Lore in goo. "Yuck," Lore said as he blinked, "that was quite disgusting.""Why...?" Beverly asked. "You animal! I asked you to save him, not kill him!"
Lore shrugged, and, utilizing his massive android strength, threw her through the doors of a turbolift. Sadly, the turbolift wasn't there at the moment, and Beverly fell twenty-two decks in a very short span of time.
"Hmmm," Lore said. "I should've saved that for Dr. Pulaski."
"I heard that, Lore!" the crochity-old-bitch snapped, dodging around a corridor with a phaser in her hand.
Lore shook his head. "No, no. You pronounce it Lore as in ... folklore. Not Lore as in Laue-ore."
"Do not be embarresed, my brother," Data said, stepping around a turn. "She called me Daht-ah when she first came onboard."
Lore noticed that Data also had a phaser. "Didn't I turn you off?" Lore asked.
"Yes, however Wesley Crusher reactivated me."
Lore looked at Wesley's corpse. "Uh, hate to break it to you, 'bro', but I did a Dexter Remmick on this young chap."
"However, the Wesley Crusher who reactivated me is the Wesley Crusher from the Parallels alternate universe."
"Oh, Wesley the security guard?" Lore threw back his head and laughed. "How pathetic!" The android turned quickly and tossed Pulaski down the turbolift shaft. He aimed her phaser at Data, but suddenly security men filled the corridors. They were lead by Lieutenant Wesley Crusher, who was wearing a gold Starfleet security uniform.
"Don't make me kill you..." Wesley warned ...
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Star Trek Gamma Quadrant
Average Rated 8.32 out of 10 Smileys by Fabrux (with seven 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