Chapter 5

Klingon Blood wine and the Saiyan Prince

"You are willing to back up your claims Toa Pa." the Admiral said.

"With my life." Tao Pa replied instantly.

"Good because that will be the price if you are wrong. We will have our Ambassadors check with the Federation High Council to see if they will own up to it."

"Sir," Tao Pa interjected " You don't honestly expect that the Humans will...."

"Then!" the Admiral continued " We will have ours spies begin looking for evidence in the Federation's computer bank... And finally we will send several Warbirds to recover this ship. With you leading the assualt."

"Yes sir Admiral!" Tao Pa exclaimed. "I will bring glory to the empire"

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Counselor Troi savored the last bit of Chocolate ice cream as it melted in her mouth. Few things in the galaxy brought he so much satisfaction. She'd often wondered it she needed to see a counselor herself about it. While a Troi enjoyed the last remaining slurps of her double-decker chocolate ice cream sundae. A very nervous man entered Ten Forward. Lieutenant Redge Barclay a man at best scared beyond all imagination, had practically wet his pants with terror.

"Deanna !" He called "Deanna you have to help me! Only you can talk some sense into him. I tried to reason with him but he won't listen He always listens to you please..."

"Redge calm down" Troi said with betazed patience, "What happened. Who do you want me to talk to..." Just then Troi felt Worf's mind, the Klingon was about to enter the lounge. His mind seemed clouded if she didn't know any better she'd of thought that he was completely..."

"SLOSHED BEYOND ALL REASON!" Vegeta yelled as he and Worf entered the room. "You Kling-ons sure know how to party." Both him and Worf erupted in drunken laughter. Both warriors clothing was tattered and dirty. Worf carried his batleth in one hand and a glass in the other, which appeared to be full of Klingon blood wine. Vegeta also carried a glass full.

"AAAAGH!" Barclay screamed as he dove under a table hoping not to be seen. Troi could do nothing but stare as the two aliens stumbled over to the bar and tried to sit down on a stool. Being bigger Worf was able to get in after falling down two times. Vegeta was having a slightly harder time as he tried to fit his small frame on he fell at least six times. "Ah Blast it!" He yelled as he ripped the stool from the floor throwing it into the air and tried to blast it with energy blasts from his hand ,missing several times before the offending stool hit the floor unharmed. The unlucky bulkheads that had been hit were charred and burning.

"Your aim appears to be off," Worf snickered as he pulled out his phaser and shot at the stool lying right beside Barclay, who retreated deeper under his table. None of the shots hit the accursed stool. Troi was about to call for security when Guinen approached the drunken pair.

" Surely you two gentlemen have something better to do than destroy my furniture." she said with infinite cool.

"Your right we do!" Vegeta declared "We would like for you to... to ... to... Say ugly what are we here for?"

"Guinen" Worf said " We would both like to have some blood wine."

"Worf I think that you and your companion could do for something less potent... Perhaps Prune juice."

"Prune juice!?" Vegeta yelled "That's not the drink for warriors!"

"No wait she has a point" Worf disagreed "Very well two prune juices for me Worf the son of Mogh and for Vegeta Prince of... say what are you prince of again?"

Vegeta thought long and hard at this question. "Why can't I remember I must have said it at least a million times...." Vegeta suddenly got a huge smirk on his face " I remember now Vegeta Prince of all tribbles." Both him and Worf unleashed another volley of laughter. Vegeta fell out of his chair. Both warriors laughed even harder. Troi had, had enough she marched up to the pair. Who had just gotten their prune juice and were both consuming it as quickly as possible.

"Worf what do you think you are doing?" She demanded.

"The Captain told me to keep him entertained" Worf said drunkenly "That's exactly what I'm doing. After the holo-deck we went and had several kegs of bloodwine. Then that targ Barclay interrupted us we followed him here. Then we lost him. So now we are having a drink."

"You know your a very foxy lady," Vegeta slurred, Troi turned to see him leaning against the bar for support "If I weren't married I'd go for you like stink on a monkey." Vegeta slammed his drink on the bar and started to cry "I'm sorry, I love my wife and kids."

Upon seeing this Barclay stood up thinking that the pair had calmed down. Worf saw the unlucky engineer get up. "Vegeta!" he yelled "It's the Targ!"

Vegeta bolted up "YOU!" he yelled.

Barclay screamed as he ran towards the door Vegeta was there before Barclay had taken his third step. "Not this time!" he smirked. Vegeta's hands started to glow.

"Surely we can talk about this" Barclay pleaded "If you want to destroy the astrophysics lab its fine I won't stop you again."

"You've got that right" Vegeta replied as he raised his hands. Suddenly he collapsed "I'm going to kill you once I figure out which one of you is the real Targ." with that the Prince of all tribbles passed out.

"Ha Ha those saiyans can't hold there prune juice." Worf laughed.