Culnac's Logs
Tom-
The whole conversation between Hathor and Janeway was a little off. I mean, the Goa'uld are supposed to be like, 'You'll all be hosts!' But, Hathor was willing to Janeway anything. So, me being the smart person decided to throw her a hard question.
"Excuse me Captain, but, Hathor, why aren't you trying to make us hosts? From what I've been told, your people aren't really the nicest people on the block. Aren't your kind supposed to put the symbiotes into us or make us your slaves?" I asked.
You should have seen the look on the Captain's, Harry's, and Chakotay's faces. They were completely shocked. Tuvok, naturally just raised an eyebrow. Kes and Neelix were there because they wanted to speak to Janeway about something before this all happened. Now, B'Elanna was about ready to get up and strangle me, because what idiot would tell the bad guys what they're supposed to do?
Tameth-
Wait, how does the beautiful Captain know about the Goa'uld in the first place?
Jack-
You idiot, after we gave up the Stargate the President told the Senate, just about the Goa'uld, and kept it in classified files. He couldn't tell the House because they would tell the people because they are the people.
Culnac-
Then Starfleet came around, they probably found those files and learned about the Goa'uld from there. Then, they might've warned the Admirals and Captains about the Goa'uld coming back for a possible attack if they decided that the treaty was over.
Tameth-
Oh.
Tom-
Yeah, oh. Anyway, Hathor didn't look at all shocked, or murderous. She looked; she looked like she thought that I was cute, you know, when people say, 'Awwwww.' Though, she didn't say that, thankfully, she looked that way.
"Good question, Tom." Hathor said. "We've changed our ways. We aren't that kind of people that we were 300 years ago. We've decided that instead of taking them forcefully as hosts, we would ask kindly to anyone that could hold the symbiote. If no one wants to, then we will leave." She smiled. Janeway told her to think about it and cut the connection.
"Mr. Paris," Janeway said.
Now, when anyone says that to you, you know for a fact that you are going to pay hell for whatever you did.
"Next time you ask something like that, you will have to clean every centimeter of this ship, got it?"
"Yep."
Later, I left because my shift was over and I needed some time to think. Unfortunately, B'Elanna wanted the damn report on the Helm immediately. I went over to Engineering and gave it to her. When I was just about to leave, she called me back over to the console she was at. I was thinking to yell at me for something, but it turned out that the Janeway was having another discussion with the captain. B'Elanna pushed that button to listen in on it and this is what we saw.
"I'm sorry Hathor, but no one here wants to be a Goa'uld." Janeway said.
How naïve can you get?
Tameth-
Hey! Kathryn is not naïve!
Tom-
You don't even know her you idiot.
Jack-
Oh here we go again.
Culnac-
Both of you shut-up! Let Tom finish the story.
Tom-
I can't.
Culnac-
And why the hell not?
Tameth-
Because you told him to shut-up. Duh.
Culnac- (Tom, Tameth, and Jack started to laugh.)
Fine, Tom, you don't shut-up. But you Tameth, you have to shut-up.
Jack-
Party-pooper.
Tom-
Fine.
"That's alright Captain." Hathor said. "We have found a way to capture you all."
"I thought you said that you were the new and improved Goa'uld?"
"I lied. I want to thank you before I enslave your crew. So, thank you. Also, the time you wasted talking to me was a great thing for my scientists to find out your shield harmonics. Goodbye Janeway." Hathor smiled and cut the transmission.
B'Elanna and I just looked at each other, and then the ship rocked violently. We both fell to the ground and then the Red Alert klaxon sounded.
"Lieutenant Paris, report to the bridge immediately."
Naturally, I left Engineering and got to a turbolift. What I did was totally against orders, I told the computer to take me to Shuttlebay 1. As soon as I got there, I launched the shuttle Cochrane. You know what they say, 'When the going gets tough, the tough get going.' And I was no exception to that saying.
Tom-
The whole conversation between Hathor and Janeway was a little off. I mean, the Goa'uld are supposed to be like, 'You'll all be hosts!' But, Hathor was willing to Janeway anything. So, me being the smart person decided to throw her a hard question.
"Excuse me Captain, but, Hathor, why aren't you trying to make us hosts? From what I've been told, your people aren't really the nicest people on the block. Aren't your kind supposed to put the symbiotes into us or make us your slaves?" I asked.
You should have seen the look on the Captain's, Harry's, and Chakotay's faces. They were completely shocked. Tuvok, naturally just raised an eyebrow. Kes and Neelix were there because they wanted to speak to Janeway about something before this all happened. Now, B'Elanna was about ready to get up and strangle me, because what idiot would tell the bad guys what they're supposed to do?
Tameth-
Wait, how does the beautiful Captain know about the Goa'uld in the first place?
Jack-
You idiot, after we gave up the Stargate the President told the Senate, just about the Goa'uld, and kept it in classified files. He couldn't tell the House because they would tell the people because they are the people.
Culnac-
Then Starfleet came around, they probably found those files and learned about the Goa'uld from there. Then, they might've warned the Admirals and Captains about the Goa'uld coming back for a possible attack if they decided that the treaty was over.
Tameth-
Oh.
Tom-
Yeah, oh. Anyway, Hathor didn't look at all shocked, or murderous. She looked; she looked like she thought that I was cute, you know, when people say, 'Awwwww.' Though, she didn't say that, thankfully, she looked that way.
"Good question, Tom." Hathor said. "We've changed our ways. We aren't that kind of people that we were 300 years ago. We've decided that instead of taking them forcefully as hosts, we would ask kindly to anyone that could hold the symbiote. If no one wants to, then we will leave." She smiled. Janeway told her to think about it and cut the connection.
"Mr. Paris," Janeway said.
Now, when anyone says that to you, you know for a fact that you are going to pay hell for whatever you did.
"Next time you ask something like that, you will have to clean every centimeter of this ship, got it?"
"Yep."
Later, I left because my shift was over and I needed some time to think. Unfortunately, B'Elanna wanted the damn report on the Helm immediately. I went over to Engineering and gave it to her. When I was just about to leave, she called me back over to the console she was at. I was thinking to yell at me for something, but it turned out that the Janeway was having another discussion with the captain. B'Elanna pushed that button to listen in on it and this is what we saw.
"I'm sorry Hathor, but no one here wants to be a Goa'uld." Janeway said.
How naïve can you get?
Tameth-
Hey! Kathryn is not naïve!
Tom-
You don't even know her you idiot.
Jack-
Oh here we go again.
Culnac-
Both of you shut-up! Let Tom finish the story.
Tom-
I can't.
Culnac-
And why the hell not?
Tameth-
Because you told him to shut-up. Duh.
Culnac- (Tom, Tameth, and Jack started to laugh.)
Fine, Tom, you don't shut-up. But you Tameth, you have to shut-up.
Jack-
Party-pooper.
Tom-
Fine.
"That's alright Captain." Hathor said. "We have found a way to capture you all."
"I thought you said that you were the new and improved Goa'uld?"
"I lied. I want to thank you before I enslave your crew. So, thank you. Also, the time you wasted talking to me was a great thing for my scientists to find out your shield harmonics. Goodbye Janeway." Hathor smiled and cut the transmission.
B'Elanna and I just looked at each other, and then the ship rocked violently. We both fell to the ground and then the Red Alert klaxon sounded.
"Lieutenant Paris, report to the bridge immediately."
Naturally, I left Engineering and got to a turbolift. What I did was totally against orders, I told the computer to take me to Shuttlebay 1. As soon as I got there, I launched the shuttle Cochrane. You know what they say, 'When the going gets tough, the tough get going.' And I was no exception to that saying.