Karaoke or Seven's new Feeling...oh, not that feeling!
"Smiling having fun...feeling like a number one-"
I covered my ears from Chakotay's off-key loud singing of ABBA. "Okay, this 'Karaoke' thing is not working , Mister Paris."
"Hey, it was a good idea to blow off steam." He covered his ears from the next ear-splitting high note.
"That's what the holodeck's for. Chakotay, shut up!" I yelled at him, standing up.
He kept singing until the Doctor grabbed him off the stage. "NEXT!"
I got up. "Hey, I sing well, eh?" I grabbed the mike, and chose...
"How can you see me into my eyes...like open doors..."
"No way...She sings better than me..." The doctor remarked to Seven.
"No one sings better than me," Seven said menacingly. She came over, and punched me in the throat.
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"My singing career's over," I rasped in Sickbay.
"Well...Seven is experiencing jealousy. That's good." The doctor smiled.
"Not for me. When is my voice going to come back?"
"Ah...half a year."
"HALF A YEAR?" I grabbed the Doctor, missed, and landed on the floor in a compromising position, stuck.
Paris whistled. "Nice butt."
*Chakotay's Song: "Super Trooper" by ABBA
Janeway's Song: "Bring Me to Life" by Evanescence
