I don't own the puppets, I just make 'em talk and move
Queen
She marveled at the green radiance surrounding her. She watched the drones tapping at there consoles and regenerating in their alcoves. She watched the young drones in their maturation chambers waiting to be the next queen. Glowing with approval she went back to her pervious thoughts. They had come such along way. They had started with nothing and she believed they could do it again, and they had. They rebuilt the empire that had been destroyed by Janeway and her crew. The thought of them almost brought her to anger, almost. She sighed deeply, she would have her revenge soon enough. Switching on her view screen she studied it closely. She grinned at the ships behind her, a whole Borg armada to exact. They would be unstoppable, invincible; resistance would be futile. It would be a month before they reached the badlands. But she could wait; she was good at waiting. It was only a matter of time before she could smash that little blue planet that had destroyed her everything. 'An eye for an eye, a arm for an arm.' was her new motto. And the first life she would get to take would be the infamous Captain Janeway. That would be the first soul that would pay for her ruin.
"A little blue planet with soon to be little green people." The queen came close to laughing.
"Old habits die hard." She thought out loud. Sauntering over to her regeneration cove she smiled to herself. She would have very sweet dreams to night.
"And they say dreams don't come true." Locking herself into position she let the computer regenerate her systems.
this is probably the best idea I've come up with. lol
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