I think I may have strayed from Bob B’s original concept, but I’m OK with that.
Dear Fan Fiction Friday:
There I was, jammed tightly in a space teacher’s locker room at Space Vegas, with Deanna Troi, who was getting out of her uniform for some reason, when some Klingon shoved Yeoman Rand roughly in with us as an evil pon farr test — little did he know, I’m not a Vulcan. But I’m only human.
And no, I don’t know why they make space teachers’ locker rooms so small.
The end.
…then Wesley Crusher showed up and the Klingon, Rand, and naked Troi all started beating him with their spaceball bats.
At first I thought it was harsh but then i saw the logic of it.
Did I mention naked Troi?
Hell, you lost me at that. I mean, in a good way.
Luckily Tasha Yar showed up with 7 of 9 to round things out.
“Did I mention naked Troi?”
To mix in a other sci-fi show– “I’ll be in my bunk.”
I was confused after Laliari teleported into the mix…
I cheated. I don’t even know who Laliari is . . . but if Bob B recommended her, I gave him bacon. Now I’m going to google her. Buh-bye.
She wants me longtime.
Great tongue.