Disclaimer- I do not own Morn, Odo, Garak, Quark, or any other Star Trek character, although I am accepting them as early Christmas gifts, if anyone is willing. Thank you.
Author's Note- Just a one shotI thought up after watching some stupid cartoon. R&R please!
Morn wrestled with Garak fiercely. He tried every tactic he knew, but the Cardassian would not ease up on him. Garak was a tougher fighter than Morn thought. As Garak had Morn pinned under him, getting ready to 're-arrange his face', as he had once heard Major Kira put it, Morn flipped Garak over onto his back, and stood over him. He grabbed the tailor's chin, put his free hand on Garak's neck, and twisted as hard as he could. CCRRAACCCKK!! Garak was dead. Morn had finally killed him.
The holodeck program was finished, and the program discontinued itself. Morn pulled himself off of the ground, straightened himself up, and walked out into Quark's bar with silence. He sat himself down at his usual seat, and ordered a drink. His training was finished. He could now put his plan into action.
Morn walked down the hallway in the habitat ring with ease and dignity. He didn't want to look suspicious to any of the Starfleet officers walking around that area. He had to keep his cover, or else his plan would be doomed.
He reached Garak's quarters. Morn had basically stalked Garak without his knowledge for weeks, and now knew his security codes into his quarters. He looked around the hallway before entering the codes, and entering the quarters as the doors slid open silently.
Once inside Garak's quarters, Morn walked silently over to Garak's bed. He should be asleep by now, Morn observed. Unfortunately, this was not true. Garak was in bed with his eyes closed, but he wasn't asleep.
Morn was not bright enough to tell that Garak was faking his sleep, and walked over to him and put his hand on the warm Cardassian's chin. Just as he was about to lay his hand on the base of the neck, Garak's eyes flew open.
"Security team Alpha, now!" Garak screamed as he tapped his comm. badge.
Morn was astonished. Garak had known he was trying to kill him, but let him get this far before reporting him. He thought there was still a chance, and tried to kill Garak anyways.
"Morn, you ugly blob, it's obvious that I have tricked you. Release me, and I won't make them kill you."
By this time, the security team was already in the quarters. They removed Morn from Garak, and Garak got out of bed, still in his work clothes. He followed as the team took Morn to Odo.
"So tell me, Morn, whatever possessed you to make a murder attempt on Garak?" Odo asked Morn.
Morn just stood there, unwilling to talk.
"Security to Quark, I need you in here now." Odo messaged Quark.
"On my way, but I swear it was Rom, not me! It was his idea!" Quark answered.
Once arriving to the office, Quark saw that Morn was in trouble with Odo. Morn, of all people! Who was Odo going to arrest next, the airlock?
"Quark, Morn won't talk to us. I need you to talk to him and ask him why he tried to murder Garak."
Quark opened his mouth ever so slightly, shocked that Morn had made such an attempt. After a few minutes of low talking with Morn, Quark turned back to Odo.
"Morn said it was for the drink." Quark stated bluntly.
"The drink? What about a drink?" Odo asked Morn.
Garak stepped in to the conversation. "I do believe Morn is mad because I ordered the last bottle of his favorite drink on the station. It was pure alchohol, you know. Not replicated. I still have it, and I think Morn wants it."
"Morn, is this true?" Odo asked him.
Morn just shook his head silently, with a long frown on his brown face.
The security team, Odo, Garak, and even Quark started to laugh uncontrollably. Morn had no idea that Garak had bought that drink for Morn's surprise birthday party next week.