D'intention Douteuse
(Of questionable intent)
lol sorry totally random as hell ^_^;
The amount of times Q had just popped up in my office should have told me he would do it again. I sighed as the doors shut behind me;
"What do you want this time Q, I've got quite alot on my hands today."
He grinned at me the way he did when he meant trouble;
"Why what manners Jean-Luc."
He replyed coyly. Of course the games, of course he was d'intention douteuse.
"Bouilloire appelant pot."
He smiled;
"Ah I'm a kettle now? I never did get that human phrase, why would a kettle call a pot black?"
I chortled at that. Surely he knew what it meant, He knew so many other things after all he was Omnipotent.
"Your trouble Q and I'm just calling you out on it."
The words lit his eyes up, a grin reaching his lips;
"Ah mon capitaine you wound me so."
I snorted and took a seat in my chair. If he was going to bother me, I was going to sit and hear it.