TITLE: Algebra
AUTHOR: VIDZ
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the TV shows JAG and Star Trek Voyager are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this fic. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: short, stupid and pointless. Personally I found Seven very similar to Mac... both gorgeous to look at, but that's about it. Not the type to take home to meet your mother.
Only had inspiration for this short fic, still have to locate it to continue my other WIPs.
SUMMARY: Harm discovers an appreciation for TV programming.
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"Bud, what's in Star Trek that's got you that hooked ? Personally I never saw a point to television."
Bud looked cautiously around, making sure no-one was listening-in "Three words, sir."
Harm was all ears "Yes?"
Again making sure Harriet was nowhere around Bud whispered "Seven of Nine."
"Seven of Nine?" Harm frowned in confusion.
"Trust me, sir. Seven of Nine." Bud winked "Just run a web search engine on your computer and you'll know what I mean."
With that Bud walked off to get back to his duties.
Half an hour later, when Harm finally had a couple of minutes of free time, he booted up his web browser.
The search engine threw out hundreds of thousands of hits, so Harm clicked on the first that said 'photos' as he lifted his coffee cup for a sip.
After all, a picture is always the best explanation.
Suddenly, his jaw and the cup were subject to the first law of gravity as his jaw and finger muscles relaxed without warning.
Not even hearing the cup shatter on the floor he just stared at the screen.
Hmm... maybe there's something to watching TV after all...
FADE O...
"Bud! When's this ' Voyager Con' next?"
FADE OUT