ILuvHawkeye: No, I did not mean you, I meant me! Just in case though, I rewrote it in a bit of a clearer manner. Sorry about that!
All the mirror people are probably way OOC, sorry! I did not think this chapter out carefully because I wanted to hurry up and post it so I could start TTB. Look for it tomorrow or Saturday! This chapter is also shorter- sorry!
There was absolute silence in the Kansas amphitheatre for precisely 6.29754839075 seconds according to both Spocks. Then the poor, innocent place exploded.
"Spock! You live!" Toreth screeched excitedly upon seeing Mirror Spock.
"Spock! At last, the mirror version of my love, I meet you!" Mirror Toreth screeched excitedly upon seeing Spock.
"How dare you Captain-nap me off my own ship!?" Mirror Kirk cried to Q, reaching for his phaser.
"Look, I am looking me in the eye," Mirror Qwi said, staring at Qwi.
"Toreths, you are being so illogical," T'Son said.
"Maybe Toreth had a point when she got all those crop tops..." Uhura murmured, able to look at herself without a mirror in the ISS uniform.
"Toreth's game? Why does Toreth always get the spotlight?" Qwi asked with irritation.
"Silence!" Q shouted, using his omnipotentcy (no, that is not a word) to make it so. "Let me think... Toreths, your evil plan has gone far enough, you all got to meet each other anyway, ask and member of the two Trekkie Trios what is going on is you are confused, and free cake is on the first seat in the front row."
"What does free cake have to do with light?" Mirror Toreth asked, giving Q a strange look.
"Well, Dr. McCoy was hungry," Q said. Bones' eyes widened in surprise.
"I do not understand what has transpired," Mirror Spock said. "Toreth, please explain."
"Well, it started with Toreth and I resenting being left behind..." Mirror Toreth began.
"...we wanted to get revenge..." Toreth said.
"... do evil..."
"... toss a few idiots out of airlocks..."
"... so we asked Q for help..."
"but his plan was sort of different from ours..."
"... so everything turned chaotic..."
"... even for the two of us..."
"... and you should never, ever let an omnipotent being get bored!" Mirror Toreth finished with a dramatic sweep of her hand.
"Say no more," T'Son said with a shudder. "Two angry Toreths and a bored Q... no wonder."
"Where are we anyway?" Mirror Qwi asked.
"We are in the outdoor amphitheatre of the school Toreth would have gone to in Kansas had she not come to the future instead," Q answered.
"Wait... why would I go to school in Kansas?" Toreth asked.
"Because you would have moved there," Q answered, "because your Mom got an excellent job offer."
"I am so happy I came to the future," Mirror Toreth said. "Kansas... urgh! Way too flat." The other five teenagers nodded in solemn agreement, probably the first and last time these six would ever all agree. After all, they had all lived all their lives in the same state, North Carolina, albeit different versions.
"Well then, let's stop talking about it and eat cake! There was no harm done, Toreths. But if you two are to stay in the UFP or whatever form of government you other people have, you need to behave less like unpredictable Romulans," Kirk said.
"But Mirror Jim, we are unpredictable Romulans," Mirror Toreth said innocently, causing both T'Sons to burst into laughter.
There, under the way too hot sun of twenty-first century-ish Kansas, for the first time, beings and their mirrors got along. Even the Imperial version dropped there hostility... for the most part. Mirror Toreth won the last piece of cake by pulling a dagger on Mirror Kirk, but Mirror T'Son snatched it off the plate before either of them could grab it. The mirror teenagers were not as evil as the adults yet, aside from Toreth, so they settled to exchange differences and similarities with their counterparts.
"It is too quiet," Mirror T'Son once said in a lull in conversation. "Can we put on some rap?"
"You like rap?" Qwi asked in shock.
"All three of us do..." Mirror Toreth said slowly, as though talking to a three-year-old.
"We detest it," Qwi said. "No wonder you guys are evil..." She shuddered and exchanged a glance with Toreth.
At last though, the party came to an end. Toreth complained that it was much too happy an end, but even she had liked the party. She said it was probably second in her list of parties only to the Thanksgiving celebration at school, 2003.
"At least you did not eat T'Son's ABC gum this time," Qwi mumbled it.
"You did? Why didn't I think of that in my universe?" Mirror Toreth asked in shock and jealously.
"Why did you have to remind me?" T'Son asked.
"It was to prove a point," said Toreth, going red. "Besides... it tasted good."
"Ew!" came the response from everyone except Mirror Toreth.
En fin, little white lights flashed and everyone was returned to his or her proper universe. All parties, for once, were happy, though Mirror Toreth darkly vowed that it would not last long. After all, in real life, there was no happily ever after. It might have seemed like, but the Trekkie Trios still had lives ahead of them- lives to live out their fantasies or nightmares in. No ending was really an ending.
"Ah, things can finally get back to normal!" Uhura said happily, stepping off the USS transporter.
"Normal is not a word in our vocabularies," T'Son informed her.
"We tease each other, tell horrible jokes, try to kill each other, laugh, annoy each other, and in the meantime, turn the real world on its ear!" Toreth laughed.
"And Toreth, you are not the only one allowed to tell nasty jokes," Qwi said with a smile. She looked from Toreth to T'Son. "I think the only reason you really stole his gum was because you knew he would never kiss you and getting his saliva was the next best thing."
"Qwi!!!!!!!" Toreth screamed. She let loose a string of curses in a variety of languages. "I am in love with Spock now that he is within reach, not T'Son you foul-" She pulled out her phaser and chased Qwi down a corridor, T'Son following her.
"You call this normal?" Bones asked Uhura in shock.
"One thing is for certain- nothing on this ship will ever be the sane, I mean, same again," Kirk said.
The End (at least until the sequel)
