GSG. A drink between friends.
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Universe, GSG.
summary:
Picard and Larten in a bar on a backwater planet sharing their adventures through the wide multiverse.
Instraments of time and HoD implied. 1shot, Might appear as a GSG drabulation.
*Hi folks, ZT here, and today I'm taking a break from the personal log, I give you A small oneshot Picard and Larten ficlet, I hope you enjoy this.
Somewhere… on a planet far away… inside a little bar owned by a Andorian… an orange haired individual sat in thought, nursing a drink.
His companion, a balding individual in his later years looked on at him reflectively.
The orange haired one sets down his drink, then sighs.
"I feel I'm getting to old for this job.
The second one nodded, picking up the train of thought.
"I've been feeling the same way, my friend." He turned to the bartender.
"1 ginger ale and for me a earl gray tea, hot".
The bartender nodded, then walked off to prepare the drinks. These were legends he was serving after all, best to keep them in good spirits. He for good luck added an extra ingredient, a leaf that's said to bring good luck occasionally to those whom need it.
He had observed the orange haired one, he looked a bit lost in thought for a while. Hopefully the second person would bring him out of his shell.
That wasn't his problem though. He was only a simple bartender, nothing more, nothing less. He wished the second man good luck.
Back at the table, the orange haired man turned to the bald headed one.
"You remember when we met for the first time"?
The balding individual turned to the orange haired one.
"I do Larten, we were acquainted at this very place, of course it was between a time crack at the time. It was also here where you met Doctor McCoy, cementing a friendship between us 3. Through this very friendship we were able to join together as a hole, our squads of 6 becoming a full unit of 17. We almost were annihilated a few times, but somehow, someway, we survived. The first time was outside our control, it was luck we had experiment 626 in our corner. The second time, I believe it was through the combine efforts of Metaknight and McCoy that we were able to get free and set loose the others. The third was my own attempt in conjunction with our Takanuva from the original multiverse. Larten smiled, he had remembered the venture into that second alternate universe ruled by the empire of light. He barely had survived that one, thanks to Niko and Bones. He took the last swigs of his current drink.
"Whatever happened to Necrosabor"?
Picard nodded contemplatively.
"That one's a mystery. Some say he remained in the alternate universe to set things right, some say he went his own way to find an alternate dimension and settle down.
I hear he has found a place in the prime universe, after freeing Kirk Prime from the Nexus, getting Spock Prime back to his time, and reuniting the 2 with McCoy Prime. I believe the 4 are sharing a place together, but those are just roomers.
Larten nodded solemnly.
"What do you think will come next for us"?
Picard reached over and set a hand on the vampires shoulder comfortingly, then squeezed gently.
"No idea, but whatever it is, with our colleagues at our backs, A good ship in our corner, and a star to steer buy? I'm sure we'll be ready for anything that comes our way".
The end.
So that's it for this fanfic for today. I may continue the personal log tomorrow, but we'll see.
I'm a Blindy, not a sergent!
ZT