Thank you!!! Thank you!!! Thank you!!! Thank you!!! Thank you!!! Thank
you!!! For all your supper nice comments for the other parts of this fic. A
while ago I said there would only be one more part but it seems for better
or worse this is the fic that will not end.gah! I have other stuff on the
back burner waiting for this to end!! It will end Damnit!!!
LOL. Anyway here is the next part!
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Rommie had the senior staff gather on Obs deck. "Remember," she said loudly. "I want everyone to remain calm.he is willing to come in and apologize as long as you promise not to let things get out of hand."
Beka grumbled threats but after a few moments promised to behave. Dylan who still looked a little green merely nodded.
"Harper come in." called Rommie
The doors to the Obs deck slide open but the doorway stood empty. Rommie reached around the corner and pulled nervous looking engineer in to the room.
"Umm hi." He waved trying to seem casual and failing miserably.
Beka got to here feet her hands clenched and unclenched. Harper quickly ducked behind Rommie for safety.
"Look, I'm sorry okay!" he squeaked. "I wasn't faking at first but when I got my memory back.it just seemed like a good idea."
"A Good idea!!!" Fumed Beka.
Dylan stood and placed a calming hand on Beka's shoulder. "Harper a practical joke is one thing but we really thought you were hurt."
Harper hung his head in shame. "I know that's why I'm sorry .what can I do to make it up to you?"
"Well you know what?" Smiled Trance dangerously. "Tyr has always told me revenge is sweet but I never really understood that."
"Ww-what?" Stuttered the engineer.
Rommie quickly stepped behind him pinning his arms
"Rommie what are you doing? You said."
"What I said before was true. But, you didn't think we would let you get away with all that you did. Did you? Now it our turn"
"Help! Help!!"
Tyr pulled a large tray from behind the couch.
Dylan took what looked like a chocolate Sunday 'gone bad' from the tray. It was melted with hot chocolate sauce, green dill pickles and anchovies for garnish. "You will eat this .all of it. because I would find it insulting if you didn't like my favorite dish."
Rommie let his arms go but stood near. Harper hesitated but after glancing around the room nervously he took the spoon he resigned him self to his fate. He tried to eat it as fast as he could. The dill pickled caused the ice cream to curdle but he swallowed anyway. He coughed but managed to keep it down. Soon he looked as green as Dylan. "Okay.hahha you got your revenge. I think I'm going to go lie down now okay."
"Not so fast." piped up Beka. "What about the rest of us?"
"The rest of you?" Harper's stomach was starting to gurgle.
"Well we all got humiliated separately it's only fair they we get our revenge separately."
"Ummm okay um so what else do you want to do to me?" Harper swallowed nervously.
Beka walked over to him and slung her arm around him casually. "Another thing about revenge.its best served cold." She rubbed her knuckles on the top of his head and then sauntered casually out of the room. Trance and Tyr followed closely behind smirks on both their faces. Nothing was scarier then a Neitzschean with a smirk.
"Wait what is that suppose to mean!!' Harper shouted after them. There was no answer but he was sure he heard Beka laugh. He turned towards Dylan who still stood behind him with his arms crossed. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"I think Mr. Harper it means you better sleep with your eyes open."
Just then Harper's stomach made an unearthly noise and her ran from the room.
TBC
LOL. Anyway here is the next part!
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Rommie had the senior staff gather on Obs deck. "Remember," she said loudly. "I want everyone to remain calm.he is willing to come in and apologize as long as you promise not to let things get out of hand."
Beka grumbled threats but after a few moments promised to behave. Dylan who still looked a little green merely nodded.
"Harper come in." called Rommie
The doors to the Obs deck slide open but the doorway stood empty. Rommie reached around the corner and pulled nervous looking engineer in to the room.
"Umm hi." He waved trying to seem casual and failing miserably.
Beka got to here feet her hands clenched and unclenched. Harper quickly ducked behind Rommie for safety.
"Look, I'm sorry okay!" he squeaked. "I wasn't faking at first but when I got my memory back.it just seemed like a good idea."
"A Good idea!!!" Fumed Beka.
Dylan stood and placed a calming hand on Beka's shoulder. "Harper a practical joke is one thing but we really thought you were hurt."
Harper hung his head in shame. "I know that's why I'm sorry .what can I do to make it up to you?"
"Well you know what?" Smiled Trance dangerously. "Tyr has always told me revenge is sweet but I never really understood that."
"Ww-what?" Stuttered the engineer.
Rommie quickly stepped behind him pinning his arms
"Rommie what are you doing? You said."
"What I said before was true. But, you didn't think we would let you get away with all that you did. Did you? Now it our turn"
"Help! Help!!"
Tyr pulled a large tray from behind the couch.
Dylan took what looked like a chocolate Sunday 'gone bad' from the tray. It was melted with hot chocolate sauce, green dill pickles and anchovies for garnish. "You will eat this .all of it. because I would find it insulting if you didn't like my favorite dish."
Rommie let his arms go but stood near. Harper hesitated but after glancing around the room nervously he took the spoon he resigned him self to his fate. He tried to eat it as fast as he could. The dill pickled caused the ice cream to curdle but he swallowed anyway. He coughed but managed to keep it down. Soon he looked as green as Dylan. "Okay.hahha you got your revenge. I think I'm going to go lie down now okay."
"Not so fast." piped up Beka. "What about the rest of us?"
"The rest of you?" Harper's stomach was starting to gurgle.
"Well we all got humiliated separately it's only fair they we get our revenge separately."
"Ummm okay um so what else do you want to do to me?" Harper swallowed nervously.
Beka walked over to him and slung her arm around him casually. "Another thing about revenge.its best served cold." She rubbed her knuckles on the top of his head and then sauntered casually out of the room. Trance and Tyr followed closely behind smirks on both their faces. Nothing was scarier then a Neitzschean with a smirk.
"Wait what is that suppose to mean!!' Harper shouted after them. There was no answer but he was sure he heard Beka laugh. He turned towards Dylan who still stood behind him with his arms crossed. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"I think Mr. Harper it means you better sleep with your eyes open."
Just then Harper's stomach made an unearthly noise and her ran from the room.
TBC