Megan grabbed her fathers hand and proceeded to run down the corridor. Archer and T'Pol followed quickly. Call it trickster's intuition, but somehow she just KNEW this was where she was going. She let her feet guide her, knowing Q was hinting.

Eventually, this led them to engineering, where they heard music playing. There was a discoball, and Trip was singing Elvis? T'Pol raised an eyebrow, as Archer started dancing with all of them. Megan looked around, and sure enough, there was Q.

"What did you do to them?" She asked, loudly. "I made them sing." he replied, a puckish grin on his face.

"Thank you Mr. Obvious." She said bluntly.

He rolled his eyes. "If you want I'll sing too." He said, and proceeded to push Trip off the console, and different music started.

"The sun is a mass of incandescent gas

A gigantic nuclear furnace

Where hydrogen is built into helium

At a temperature of millions of degree--"

He was cut off as Megan pulled him off the console, and hit him over the head with the edge of a phase rifle.

"Q! CHANGE THEM BACK! NOW!" she yelled, fixing him in an icey death glare.

"Temper Temper..." He said laughing. Not like she could strangle him or anything. Although he didn't doubt she would try... Pathetic human. "Everyone is staring." He whispered, and she looked taken aback.

Suddenly, Q cracked up laughing all over again. "Great. Q is feeling chipper..." Megan muttered.

But that's EXACTLY how she would behave if she had those powers. There was a clatter, as T'Pol flamboyantly scooted several objects off a table, and jumped up onto it.

"When the Moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars

Then peace will guide the planets

And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius

The Age of Aquarius

Aquarius!

Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding

Sympathy and trust abounding

No more falsehoods or derisions

Golden living dreams of visions

Mystic crystal revelation

Are the mind's true liberation

Aquarius!

Aquarius!

When the Moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars

Then peace will guide the planets

And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius

The Age of Aquarius

Aquarius!

Aquarius!"

T'Pol was singing now? This was too much! Megan pushed Q up against a wall. "Cut... It... out..." She managed to utter, breathing heavily.

"Why?" Q asked.

Megan blinked. "Because... Maybe they don't WANT to sing!"

"Why?"

"Because they're non-too good at it!"

"Why?"

She now saw what he was doing. "Because you're ACTING LIKE A TODDLER!"

"Why?" He asked and laughed, after Megan hit him.

"YOU ARE IMPOSSABLE!" She yelled.

There was a glint in Q's eye. One that Megan found very familiar indeed. It was the one she got in her own eye when she was up to something. He snapped. There was now a pig-like thingy in engineering!

"What is that?" She asked.

"A targ." He said all-knowingly. Megan glared, not noticing the Targ getting ready to charge her.

(Insert commercial break here, as it annoyingly would be.)

"Watch out!" A voice yelled, and Megan turned, just in time to see the targ, and a flash of blue fabric, as she was swept out of it's path.

When she finally got a look at who saved her, she was shocked to find it wasn't. It was Trip... She blushed as he turned to face her.

"Geeze kiddo, be more careful!" He said, jokingly, and Reed came running.

"Honestly Megan, I swear! Be more attentive!" and with that he started in on a boring parent lecture.

Q snapped, and Reed started SINGING the parent lecture, then, forgot he was even lecturing. Megan blinked. "Thanks Q!" He just grinned. "Friends?" He asked.

Megan smiled and shook his hand. "Anyone who saves me from getting lectured is a friend in my book!"

"Why?" He asked teasingly, and she glared. "But it doesn't stop you from being annoying."

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A/N: Ok, I'm going to visit my relative now. I won't be able to update for a while.

Sancti: Aww... Thanks! I'll tell my relative!

Amy: Coolness!

See ya in a week!

*snaps and is gone in a flash of light*