Thanks to our wonderful reviewers!

Queenofinsanity—Yeah, we saw that author's name before, in the back of some Star Trek book. Funny coincidence, ain't it?

Arkady Jeanette Phoenix—Ehm. PearlGirl can't actually update Reese's yet because we haven't gotten our hand on Book the Twelfth! We'll probably read it soon, though. Thanks for the review : )

On to the fic!

Narrator: Now, let's see what the little clones are doing. What they are doing, in fact, is—

Little Narrator: (shoves Narrator) Hey! It's my turn to narrate! You go back to the grown-ups!

Narrator: Okay, I'm sorry. Sheesh. (leaves)

Little Narrator: Ahem. (importantly) All us kids are following Little Alania. 'Cept for PearlGirl, Kirk an' Spockie.

Little Spock: If you don't mind, I would prefer "Spock".

Little Narrator: (waves hand dismissively) Yeah, whatever.

Little Alania: Onward! (starts to walk away)

Little Spock: (stands up) I believe I have just found a solution to our dilemma.

Little Alania: You mean you know how to get through the maze?

Little Chekov: You mean you've found something to eat?

Little Kirk: You mean you've figured out that I would be a better leader than Alania?

Little Sulu: You mean you've found a way to make PearlGirl stop crying?

Little PearlGirl: WAAAAAAAAH! (glares at Little Sulu) He's not nice! (sniffs)

Little Snodgrass: You mean you've found a way to keep me from getting hurt?

Little McCoy: You mean you've realized that I'm always more right than you are?

Little Uhura: You mean you've found a way to keep my dress clean?

(pause)

Little Spock: No. I have found a way out of this prison.

Little Narrator: They all stare at him blankly for a moment.

All but Little Spock: But what about the cheese?

Little Spock: I believe I am correct in saying that finding the cheese is not the reason we are here. We want to escape from this maze so that we can find a way to get off this planet.

Little McCoy: Maybe the cheese isn't the reason you're here. I bet Vulcans don't even like cheese!

Little Spock: That is immaterial.

Little Alania: No it's not! Cheese is good!

Little Kirk: We'll do what I say!

Little Alania: Since when? I'm the leader!

Little Chekov: I'm hungry. Let's find the cheese.

Little Snodgrass: (looks behind them) What's that door over there?

Little Sulu: That's the door we came in by, stupid!

Little Narrator: The door is locked. They try unsuccessfully to open it. Little Sulu gets a sore foot by trying his Karate kick on it.

Little Sulu: (grimacing) My foot is NOT sore!

Little Spock: There is a keypad over on the wall. Logically, if the right sequence of numbers is keyed in, the door should open.

Little Kirk: And the numbers are?

Little Spock: (wrinkles brow and doesn't answer)

Little Kirk: Spock?

Little McCoy: He doesn't know! Ha!

Little Alania: No; he's thinking, stupid!

Little PearlGirl: Waaaahhhhhhh!

Little Uhura: Will you be quiet?

Little PearlGirl: My Barbie doll hair clip fell out!

Little Uhura: I'll put it back in.

Little Alania: Shhhhh! He's using his Vulcan logic.

Little Uhura: Ooooh, this hair clip is pretty. Do you have any more?

Little Pearlgirl: Yeah, I have some in my pocket. I'll put them in your hair, if you want.

Little Uhura: Yay!

Little Narrator: Little Pearlgirl puts the hair clips in Little Uhura's hair.

Little Pearlgirl: Now we can have a fashion show! Look everybody! We're all pretty!

Little Uhura: (singing) I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty, and witty, and—

Little Alania: Be quiet already!

Little Spock: By examining the fingerprints on this keypad, I believe I have figured out the code.

Little Sulu: Yaaaay! Hurray for Spockie!

Little Spock: (sighs) Just "Spock", if you please.

Little Kirk: Okay, enter the code and let's get out of here!

Narrator: All right, let's go back to the adults.

Little Narrator: Noooo! I don't want to! I want to narrate!

Narrator: (irritated) You've already had your turn. It's my turn now.

Little Narrator: Not fair! Not fair! (starts wailing)

Narrator: (moans) I was never very good with kids. Umm, yeah. Back in the other room, Doctor Death has pushed the button again and turned off the It's a Small World After All music.

Doctor Death: (frowns) I guess it needs some more work.

McCoy: (groans) So does my head. I've got a serious headache from that music.

Spock: That song was illogical.

McCoy: It doesn't take a genius to figure that out.

Kirk: You're being really sarcastic today, Bones.

McCoy: (sarcastically) Glad you noticed.

Uhura: Men are very sarcastic. It's a symptom of stupidity.

PearlGirl: I agree.

Uhura: (nodds approvingly) Another feminist. I'm glad I'm not the only one.

Kirk: Well, I'm for women following orders and not insulting their SUPERIOR OFFICERS!

Doctor Death: I'm for ZAPPING PRISONERS IF THEY'RE NOT QUIET WITH MY REALLY SCARY-LOOKING GUN! (Turns and points it at all the people in the cage)

McCoy: I don't think that's a good cause.

Chekov: In Russia—

Doctor Death: (holds up a hand) I've decided that I can't possibly get anything done with this machine in my current condition.

Sulu: What's your current condition?

Doctor Death: EXTREMELY STRESSED!

Uhura: I know a good therapist—

Doctor Death: So I'm going to go meditate for a while. Just stay right where you are. (blinks) oh yeah. You can't leave because you're in a cage. Muahahahaha!

McCoy: You're too kind.

Doctor Death: Just be happy I supplied you with an excellent view for my soon-to-be glorious masterpiece. Ta ta.

Narrator: Doctor Death leaves the room. At the exact second he shuts the door behind him, another door opens and the little clones come pouring out.

Kirk: Hey, it's those dorky kids.

Snodgrass & Red-shirt 1: We're saved!

Kirk: (laughs) What, you actually expect those kids to help?

Pearlgirl: (squeals) Oooh, Uhura's clone looks so cute with those hair clips in! (walks right through cage bars and over to Little Uhura)

Little Uhura: Look, I did Pearlgirl's hair!

Little Pearlgirl: (comes over) Look at me! Aren't I adorable?

Alania: (to Little Alania) So, did you get any cheese?

Little Alania: (shakes head) No, Spock just wanted for us to come back here.

Alania: Oh. Well, I have some left over that you can have. (She walks through the cage bars and over to Little Alania, and gives her some cheese.)

Kirk: (blinks) Hey, wait a minute! You two Authors can walk through the cage bars!

Alania: Well, yeah. We're the Authors, aren't we? We're omnipotent.

Kirk: (hurriedly) Well, if you can do that, then you must be able to get us out!

Alania: (isn't listening; to Little Alania) Do you like that cheese?

Little Alania: (nods) It's yummy.

Kirk: Hey, are you listening to me! Let us out!

Narrator: The Authors still aren't listening to him. Pearlgirl is squealing over her and Uhura's clones, and Alania is looking at the cloning machine.

Alania: Oooh, look at all the levers.

We'll probably be able to update before too long, seeing as it's Christmas Break and all. Please leave a review before you go!