A/N Because it's late, and my right eye won't stop twitching, I thought I'd take a break from writing to write something silly. My first drabble – never thought I'd write one.
A brief character study: TNG regulars answer the question, "How are you?"
Lt. Cdr. Data – "I am functioning within normal parameters."
Capt. Picard – "That sounds like a very personal question."
Cdr. Riker – *leans back in chair, folds arms* "How you doin'?"
Counselor Troi – "I don't know. I wish I could say."
Ensign Crusher – "I feel strange, but also good."
Lt. Yar – "None of your motherf#%ing business! Stop asking me questions!"
Dr. Crusher – "Generally good, slightly elevated cortisol levels, metabolic rate is high; cortical activity is optimum. Could use a serious boost to my prolactin, you know what I mean?"
Lt. Cdr. La Forge – "Fine. How are you?" She must want to go out with me!
Lt. Worf – "rrrrrrrRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHRRR! BEGONE!"
And some not-so-regular characters…
Lt. Barclay – "Why? Don't I look okay? What have you heard?"
Spot – *hisses, puffs out tail, flies into face*
Chief O'Brien – "Fine. Now bugger off and get back to work."