~*~Disclaimer=Me no own~*~ You all wanted to see how Malcolm got his
revenge! I said I'd finished it but what the fanfic people want they get,
even though this idea was sparked off by what TLI's review said. I quite
enjoy writing this, I think it's funny anyway~*~
Lt Malcolm Reed-The Bugger Files:
"I kick ass!
They can't pin anything on me! They have no proof! Plus if they complain guess who has to look into it? That's right! ME! Plus it got the crew thinking intelligently.
Want to know what I did? I am so locking this file away under a different password after I've told, can't have my dirty laundry aired in public!
Well first on the agenda was Archer, naturally with him being the Captain I couldn't do anything too evil but he sleeps quite soundly so he never noticed when I beamed him directly to T'Pol's quarters in the middle of the night. You see there was a mini get-together-and-get-rat-arsed session last night. Oh how I wish I'd been there to see his and T'Pol's face this morning. Naturally of course I completely erased the transporter logs, there was always the slight possibility I could've lost him during transport but I didn't so no need to worry!
Trip was so simple; I can't believe it worked so brilliantly. I managed to easily hack some of his logs and with a bit of cut and paste involving wording and pictures I created the perfect payback document to send to the other crewmembers-naturally from his quarters. Ha! Plus he has an interesting pair of boxers with pink hearts on them-got slightly worried about his mental state but I was ingenious! Using a wooden pole and a black marker I made an interesting flag pole and flag for use in the mess hall.
Hoshi, now only the best was good enough for Hoshi. After a bit of searching I found the perfect blackmail material-lets just say that after a little chat with her, she was in an agreeable mood. I now have a personal slave for a while.
T'Pol, ah T'Pol, Lets just say that Porthos was wearing some quite interesting underwear the next day.
I couldn't resist, I had to say: 'Airing your dirty laundry Captain?'
If looks could kill!
They all know it's me, but they can't prove it. The perfect crime.
Sometimes I even surprise myself with my brilliance.
I started off a Chinese whisper for Phlox. It was so easy, so bloody simple!
They'll think twice before crossing me again.
Whoever said Revenge is Sweet was thinking of my situation when they said it!
As someone very wise once said:
'It's always the quiet ones.'
~*~Right! Now it really is done and dusted, unless anybody fancies a whole series of the bugger files? Hmm, just a thought. Please review!
Lt Malcolm Reed-The Bugger Files:
"I kick ass!
They can't pin anything on me! They have no proof! Plus if they complain guess who has to look into it? That's right! ME! Plus it got the crew thinking intelligently.
Want to know what I did? I am so locking this file away under a different password after I've told, can't have my dirty laundry aired in public!
Well first on the agenda was Archer, naturally with him being the Captain I couldn't do anything too evil but he sleeps quite soundly so he never noticed when I beamed him directly to T'Pol's quarters in the middle of the night. You see there was a mini get-together-and-get-rat-arsed session last night. Oh how I wish I'd been there to see his and T'Pol's face this morning. Naturally of course I completely erased the transporter logs, there was always the slight possibility I could've lost him during transport but I didn't so no need to worry!
Trip was so simple; I can't believe it worked so brilliantly. I managed to easily hack some of his logs and with a bit of cut and paste involving wording and pictures I created the perfect payback document to send to the other crewmembers-naturally from his quarters. Ha! Plus he has an interesting pair of boxers with pink hearts on them-got slightly worried about his mental state but I was ingenious! Using a wooden pole and a black marker I made an interesting flag pole and flag for use in the mess hall.
Hoshi, now only the best was good enough for Hoshi. After a bit of searching I found the perfect blackmail material-lets just say that after a little chat with her, she was in an agreeable mood. I now have a personal slave for a while.
T'Pol, ah T'Pol, Lets just say that Porthos was wearing some quite interesting underwear the next day.
I couldn't resist, I had to say: 'Airing your dirty laundry Captain?'
If looks could kill!
They all know it's me, but they can't prove it. The perfect crime.
Sometimes I even surprise myself with my brilliance.
I started off a Chinese whisper for Phlox. It was so easy, so bloody simple!
They'll think twice before crossing me again.
Whoever said Revenge is Sweet was thinking of my situation when they said it!
As someone very wise once said:
'It's always the quiet ones.'
~*~Right! Now it really is done and dusted, unless anybody fancies a whole series of the bugger files? Hmm, just a thought. Please review!
