(A/N: Please don't take this seriously. I'm trying to knock the cobwebs out of my brain to work on some semi-serious stuff. This happened.)
"You have trespassed in our space. You have three minutes to get out or be blown up."
Janeway sat up in her seat and stared at the viewscreen, along with everyone else on the bridge. She just managed to get out a "Well, see here…" before the image blanked out. She blinked. "What was that all about?"
"Captain," suggested Tuvok, "that ship is at least five times ours and is very heavily armed. It would be logical to leave."
"I don't give in to bullies." The captain stood up and began walking to the rear of the bridge. "Harry, try to reopen communication. Maybe they'll listen to reason." She stopped in front of Neelix, who had been standing next to Harry's station. "Well, Mr. Neelix, what were you telling me?"
The Talaxian stammered, "Um, ah, it can wait. You all seem pretty busy right now, and I have a quiche in the oven." He left hastily, almost bumping into the door.
Janeway sighed. "Neelix."
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Neelix hurried through the corridors of the ship to the mess hall. He ducked into his galley and, making sure he wasn't observed, opened a little cupboard behind some aprons hanging on hooks. After rummaging around in the cupboard for a while, he pulled out a black ski mask and a few electronic gizmos, which he stuck in his pocket. Handy things, pockets, he mused.
Not sparing more time for thought, he pulled on the ski mask. He pressed a button on one of the electrical objects and disappeared in a flash of light.
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He reappeared on the alien ship, in a closet. One of the aliens opened the closet door and Neelix leapt into action! The Talaxian knocked the alien unconscious with a karate chop and quickly dealt with the others in the same manner. One of them stayed conscious long enough to yell "Oh no! It's the masked avenger!" before Neelix knocked him unconscious too.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a transporter beam. Oh no! He thought. They can't discover my secret identity! He jammed the aliens into a closet and transported himself back to Voyager just as he saw Tuvok coming around a corner.
He rematerialized in the mess hall, yanking the mask off and hiding it in his cupboard behind the aprons. Acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened; he opened the oven and took out his quiche. It looked absolutely delicious.
"Neelix?"
Startled by the voice, he turned around, bumping into a shelf. "Oh, it's you Captain! How are you?"
"Doing fine, I just came to see what you had for lunch." Janeway smiled. "You know, when we transported over to that alien ship today, we only found one alien on it. He was hiding under a desk and muttering something about a 'masked avenger'. He sounded nuts." She laughed.
"Well, that sounds pretty far-fetched. 'Masked avenger'? That sounds like something out of one of Mister Paris's comic books."
"Yeah, it is kind of silly. Hey, is that quiche?"
Neelix grinned. "I just took it out of the oven. Here, you can have the first piece." He cut off a piece and put it on a plate for her. She took it and went to sit down.
It was only then that he noticed the knocked-over container of curry powder lying right next to the quiche. I must have knocked that over when I knocked into the shelf! He picked it up, and then he realized the top was off. Uh oh…
At a table in the back of the mess hall, Janeway gulped a huge glass of water, her eyes bugging out. The quiche was awful! It tasted like someone had dumped curry powder on it! She got up to get more water, her teeth grinding. Neelix, you screwed up again!
(A/N: Please review, so I can get advice to make stuff better than this was.)