Disclaimer: I give up!! You people are insane! I work day in and day out
(not really) to write for you and THIS is the thanks I get? ::calms down::
Now that that's over, aw here it goes!
NOTE: I used the name "Shaniqua" because its outrageous in the context of Amanda's character...no I am NOT racist!
"Computer, locate Wesley Crusher," our heroine (I'm tired of typing her name) asked the
computer. "Ensign Wesley Crusher is on the bridge," the computer replied. 'Even the computer
seems busy,' Amanda thought in amazement. She had TRIED to talk to Data, but to no avail;
after all, he was helping Geordi with a project in Engineering. "Life sucks," she said out loud.
She didn't know when she heard it before but it seemed to fit her mood. Her mind trailed back
to Wesley. 'I think I'll call him now,' she thought. 'How will I say my name?' she asked herself
when she realized that if she said "Picard" that someone would be suspicious. 'I'll use a fake
name,' she thought with a smile. "Shaniqua to Ensign Crusher." "Crusher here...who is
this?" he asked with good reason. "I just said my name, Weswey. You have no excuse not to
know me now." "What did you just call me..." he asked with an insecure voice. Amanda
could hear several people on the bridge laughing in the background. "You heard me," she said
mischievously. 'Why am I such a bitch when he's around?' Amanda thought. She said,
"Weswey, how are you?" "I'm going to call security if you don't stop now." The bridge officers
were HOWLING at this point, egging Amanda on to say, "Well Wes, if you want to find out
who this is, come to Ten Forward when your shift ends...cause I'll be there."
Wesley Crusher could not BELIEVE what he was doing. After being laughed off the bridge, he
thought about the one person who called him "Weswey" and told himself that it couldn't be.
'She's not here...she can't be here...' his mind rambled. He entered Ten Forward
cautiously. He looked around...he only saw one unfamiliar face. 'Oh my Lord. That's her
hair and there is no way in hell that she's here right now...but there she is,' he thought,
mind going to pot along the way. She got up and greeted him. "Wes, why didn't you be nicer to
me while we were talking?" "You call that talking, little sister? I call it embarrassing your older
brother in front of a bridge of 20 year old ensigns." "Maybe, maybe," she said coyly. They sat
down. "How have you been?" she asked. "Just fine, you?" he replied. "Stop it Wes. Shove
your fears, Wes, because what I represent scares you like hell." "Which is..." he asked.
"Someone who needs your help, and you can't give it...how are you going to send Data and
me back?" "Not both at once, I'm out of practice." "Well then, who goes first?" she asked. "I
can't tell you that! You have to decide. You should go, you know how mom is, no matter what
timeline." "How is that?" an unfamiliar voice asked. Deanna Riker was standing behind them.
"I came to help you get through the bridge incident, Wes. It sounds like you were quite the
fool," she said jokingly. Wes blushed. "No, my friend here just wanted to humiliate me, that's
all." "Your friend has the same mother?" Deanna asked. "No..." Wesley said, lying.
"Wesley, she can tell that your lying," Amanda said, "she's Betazoid, remember?" Shifting
subjects, Wesley asked, "has anyone seen mom?" "You can't get away from me, Wesley,"
Deanna said jokingly. "No, seriously, I want to know how you two are related," she begged.
"Well..."
::cue Looney tunes music:: that's all I have for right now, folks. Stay tuned; it'll get better I promise! Sorry also for the shortness; I try to write at least 750 words but this doesn't seem to make it there.
NOTE: I used the name "Shaniqua" because its outrageous in the context of Amanda's character...no I am NOT racist!
"Computer, locate Wesley Crusher," our heroine (I'm tired of typing her name) asked the
computer. "Ensign Wesley Crusher is on the bridge," the computer replied. 'Even the computer
seems busy,' Amanda thought in amazement. She had TRIED to talk to Data, but to no avail;
after all, he was helping Geordi with a project in Engineering. "Life sucks," she said out loud.
She didn't know when she heard it before but it seemed to fit her mood. Her mind trailed back
to Wesley. 'I think I'll call him now,' she thought. 'How will I say my name?' she asked herself
when she realized that if she said "Picard" that someone would be suspicious. 'I'll use a fake
name,' she thought with a smile. "Shaniqua to Ensign Crusher." "Crusher here...who is
this?" he asked with good reason. "I just said my name, Weswey. You have no excuse not to
know me now." "What did you just call me..." he asked with an insecure voice. Amanda
could hear several people on the bridge laughing in the background. "You heard me," she said
mischievously. 'Why am I such a bitch when he's around?' Amanda thought. She said,
"Weswey, how are you?" "I'm going to call security if you don't stop now." The bridge officers
were HOWLING at this point, egging Amanda on to say, "Well Wes, if you want to find out
who this is, come to Ten Forward when your shift ends...cause I'll be there."
Wesley Crusher could not BELIEVE what he was doing. After being laughed off the bridge, he
thought about the one person who called him "Weswey" and told himself that it couldn't be.
'She's not here...she can't be here...' his mind rambled. He entered Ten Forward
cautiously. He looked around...he only saw one unfamiliar face. 'Oh my Lord. That's her
hair and there is no way in hell that she's here right now...but there she is,' he thought,
mind going to pot along the way. She got up and greeted him. "Wes, why didn't you be nicer to
me while we were talking?" "You call that talking, little sister? I call it embarrassing your older
brother in front of a bridge of 20 year old ensigns." "Maybe, maybe," she said coyly. They sat
down. "How have you been?" she asked. "Just fine, you?" he replied. "Stop it Wes. Shove
your fears, Wes, because what I represent scares you like hell." "Which is..." he asked.
"Someone who needs your help, and you can't give it...how are you going to send Data and
me back?" "Not both at once, I'm out of practice." "Well then, who goes first?" she asked. "I
can't tell you that! You have to decide. You should go, you know how mom is, no matter what
timeline." "How is that?" an unfamiliar voice asked. Deanna Riker was standing behind them.
"I came to help you get through the bridge incident, Wes. It sounds like you were quite the
fool," she said jokingly. Wes blushed. "No, my friend here just wanted to humiliate me, that's
all." "Your friend has the same mother?" Deanna asked. "No..." Wesley said, lying.
"Wesley, she can tell that your lying," Amanda said, "she's Betazoid, remember?" Shifting
subjects, Wesley asked, "has anyone seen mom?" "You can't get away from me, Wesley,"
Deanna said jokingly. "No, seriously, I want to know how you two are related," she begged.
"Well..."
::cue Looney tunes music:: that's all I have for right now, folks. Stay tuned; it'll get better I promise! Sorry also for the shortness; I try to write at least 750 words but this doesn't seem to make it there.