The Very Last Part- I promise

Disclaimer: see chapter one

Author's Note: Still haven't seen an episode, so this story is now officially AU. I'm not as happy about this- but it had to be written or I was going to go insane. I'll probably edit this once the official holiday has begun and I'm out of school.

As Andrew sat rocking back and forth in front of the oven, he plotted his revenge against Xander. As the idea hit him, he paused his rocking. An evil smile crossed his face as he began to speak.

"I wish Xander and I would appear on Voyager and be part of the crew- but that's not all. I wish that I could date Seven of Nine and Xander would have to date B'Elanna!"

"Wish granted! Boy, you sure are keeping me busy today, Andrew."

"I know DJ, but at least you get to do more than just terrorize people- you actually have fun with my wishes!"

"True. Just as long as the others never find out. Did you know that Buffy actually tried to threaten me? Me! Had me rolling on the floor laughing for days!"

"She tried to threaten D'Hoffryn Jr? What did your dad say?"

"He told me if I wanted vengeance I would have to do it myself. That's why I'm doing this- all those Geekboy alerts are fun to watch."

"You are putting them on my TiVo, right?"

"Yep. All that blackmail material is going to be worth it."

"So- my wish?"

"WISH GRANTED!"

****Voyager- Delta Quadrant****

As Xander and Andrew appeared in a flash of light, Andrew began to giggle.

"Geekboy- what did you do?"

"Come on, Xander. We needed to have a little fun. I didn't get to enjoy it long enough last time.

"Fine. But can you tell me why we're wearing uniforms?"

"Because we're part of the crew. Oh, by the way, I'm dating Seven. And here comes your sweetheart now!"

As B'Elanna came around the corner, Xander paled. This woman would tear him in half then put him back together. Then tear him apart again.

As he thought it over, he began to smile. How bad could it be? It wasn't that much different from home.

"Xander, there you are. Come- we're having dinner in my quarters now."

"As my lady wishes."

Andrew pouted as Xander walked away with a smile. Over his shoulder, he tossed a thanks to the geek who had gotten him into this situation.

"But where's my girlfriend?"

As he walked and pouted (he was quite proficient at doing the two simultaneously), he ran into the woman he was looking for.

"There you are. I wished to ask your opinion of something. Lt. Paris stated that the original Star Wars were better than the prequels. I disagreed and pointed out that the prequels were superior in both plot and technical aspects. Do you prefer the originals or the prequels, Andrew?"

Andrew paled and began to sweat as he realized what she had said.

"You m.m.m. .that you l.l.l.l. the p.p.p. b.b.b.?"

"Of course. Come, we will watch them again and I will show you my favorite parts."

As Seven of Nine led the geek away, he began to cry,

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"