This collection of drabbles started with a silly little idea that came to me one lunch time at work. I got such a good response from the great folk at the slipstream bbs that I elaborated on it and added to it. It just growed and growed.

It is a work in progress and I'll post it in 5 chapter chunks. Each chapter is a drabble of exactly 100 words.

I do not own Andromeda or any of her crew, the plot is however my own. If you would like to archive just ask.

1 ************ "I do not want to do this, it cannot be legal."

"Trust in the Harper, Rom doll, it's all good." Harper smirked. "Go to it babe."

"And now," the announcer beckoned to Rommie. "Contestant number 42, Rommie Andromeda. Rommie wants to restore the Commonwealth and work with children and old people."

Rommie looked daggers at Harper and smiled sweetly at the appreciative audience.

Harper grinned, he'd checked and double checked the rules. Nowhere did it say that contestants for the Miss Universe contest couldn't be avatars. He could almost feel the 50,000 throne first prize in his hot little hands.

2 ************

"That's it, Harper, I quit. You've done nothing but lie to me since the start."

"Rom doll." Harpers voice was whiny. "We're nearly there, you made the last ten. Dylan's gonna kill me if I don't pay that debt."

"Dylan will not kill you, you will already be dead, I will kill you myself, slowly and painfully." The furious avatar advanced on the engineer.

"Fellow beings." The announcer's voice was triumphant. "The round you have all been waiting for. The final 10 contestants will now parade naked."

Harper's shouts for mercy could be heard above the roar of the audience.

3 ************

"Sorry, Rommie, how many times can I say that? You want me to grovel at your feet?"

Now you mention it, Harper. YES!"

The avatar folded her arms and tapped her foot.

The chastened engineer knelt.

She'd participated in the nude round; he still wasn't sure how he'd persuaded her. Perhaps she'd wanted to take part?

"I don't believe it either doll," he said.

He tried the puppy dog eyes, they usually worked. She was having none of it.

"I lost Harper, a Perseid won!"

Jeez thought Harper what a bad loser. He knew better than to say it though.



4 ************ 3:02 "Rommie, babe. Those judges need their eyes tested, those that have eyes that is."

It had been too much to hope that the judges would all be human. Then a thought struck Harper. "Where were you placed?" He asked hopefully.

"First runner up, Harper."

A gleam of light entered Harper's dark Universe.

"You came second, Rommie, there's a prize for second, we've won 25,000 throne."

"No, Harper, I have won the money and if you want it you'll have to do something for me." She whispered in his ear.

"No way," said Harper.

"Way." Rommie replied, waving the credit note.

5 ************

"I don't understand, Rommie." Beka questioned the avatar. "How did he get you to enter in the first place?"

Harper sniggered; Dylan shot him a look that spoke volumes. Harper shut up.

If Beka hadn't known better she would have sworn that Rommie blushed.

"Anyway," Dylan interjected. "You managed to lose the money I'd given you to buy spares."

"Aw, Boss." Harper was unrepentant. "It was a sure thing."

"A sure thing? The odds were 2,000,000 to 1 against you." Rommie sighed. "I tried to stop him."

Beka smiled wearily. "Just tell me, what did he do to get arrested?"