Way Too Much Star Trek
Me: Well, Disclaimer and Note went on a vacation, the stupid kids. I only have the…you-know-what.
Dianne: Don't talk to me like that!
Me: I can talk to anybody any way I like!
Dianne: Oh, yeah?
Me: Yeah! So shut up!
Dianne: You shut up!
Me: No, you!
Prue: She takes after Nikki. Well, nobody owns anything, right, Vash?
Vash: Right. And there's slash, namely, America/England, here. So if you're a conservative, DON'T READ. And this takes place after Blackout and during ST: Legacy's Mark, so there are spoilers. The prompt is Star Trek.
America or Alfred F. Jones ground the popcorn to pieces as the USS Voyager on his television jumped to warp speed.
He was that way when Philippines, aka Evalynn, and England, better known as Arthur, arrived for TV night.
"Alfred Ferrell Jones, what the h*ll are you watching?" Arthur's eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets as Evalynn jumped on the couch.
"Oh, sweet lord, is that Voyager? Move OVER, Al!" Soon the two fought over the best seat.
Arthur stared at his boyfriend and his best friend fighting like children on the sofa. "I never thought you two would be fighting over the best seat just to watch some g*dd**ned Star Trek!" he finally yelled over the din of "Me!" and "I called it!"
The two countries stopped fighting at once.
"What the h*ll is wrong with you two? You certainly wouldn't watch a bloody show like that! You're acting like wankers! You watch way too much Star Trek!" England angrily admonished them.
"It's not bloody! It's awesome!" Leave it to America to call his shows awesome.
"England, if you gave it a chance, you'll see why it's so popular. Yung problema mo, yung pagkaisip mo na ang lahat ng pinapanoorin ni Alfred sa iyo ay otomatikali parang sa Only You adaptation ko. At least be good to America. He just recovered from a recent bout of amnesia." He grasped enough of what Evalynn was saying to know what she meant.
"I AM giving his shows a chance!"
"You don't watch way too much Star Trek because you haven't given it a chance. And Power Rangers is the exception, since I was the one who showed it to you."
"Fine, I'll watch with you two! But if I don't like it, then you have to buy me five pints of lager next pub weekend!" Arthur sat begrudgingly down on the couch.
After five minutes, however, he wasn't paying attention to the screen, although he had been hooked. He was right next to Alfred, and they were kissing passionately.
However, they had forgotten about Evalynn.
"WATCH THE SHOW YOU TWO! SAVE THE FIREWORKS FOR LATER!" And she knocked them both on the head.
Cheska Salcrenia sat on the holodeck's semi-couch, munching on popcorn and watching Hetalia.
That was how Seven of Nine and Maryl (Six of Eight previously) found her.
"You are watching too much of that satirical anime, Cheska." Seven's cold voice rang through the holodeck.
Cheska laughed. "Watch it with me, then. Give it a chance; it's as funny as that old show from the Philippines."
Maryl giggled. "Alright!"
Soon they began fighting over the best seat on the couch. Maryl pulled Cheska's hair and in return, Cheska was punching her over and over again.
"Stop fighting and get back to your duties!"
Me: Liked the ending? I'm leaving it like that so you guys can guess what happened. R and R please!
