Disclaimer: i dont own ST:TNG...
A/N: its just a bit of fun. this fic occured one late night when and i friend an i noticed and will and jean luc were standing on the bridge... please review! reviews are love!
Captain Picard stared at the view screen; the view in front of his was that of an ever turbulent gas cloud. The gases danced before his eyes, ever changing colours from green to purple. This was the reason he had joined Starfleet, new experiences, discovery and adventure.
'sir?'
'yes number one?'
'this is the point where we stand heroically, while staring forward'
'ah, yes number one
-a second or so later of fixing their positions-
'Counsellor Troi, what is your analysis of the current stance?'
'Captain, I'm feeling courage and heroism from both you and Commander Riker, may I suggest you stick your chests out further?'
'Noted Counsellor' glancing at Will Picard said, 'Make it so!'