The Sequel

Chapter 2 -- Monty Python Logic

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In the last chapter Frizz and Sarah appeared on the Enterprise to plague Capt. Picard and his crew yet again.

Spock: This is highly illogical!

Sarah: The heck with logic!

Sarah: -Makes Spock disappear-

Data: Spock appeared to be a very… logical person. I would have liked to talk with him more on the matter.

Frizz: We can be logical!

Data: I highly doubt that.

Sarah: A witch will weigh the same as a duck because they both float and therefore are both made of wood.

Data: That is not logical at all.

Deanna Troi: I think its Monty Python logic.

Frizz: Hey, Picard, can you pronounce this

Frizz: -Hands Capt. Picard a slip of paper the reads "Raymond Luxury Yacht"-

Capt. Picard: Umm… Raymond Luxury Yacht?

Frizz: Nope! It's pronounced ThroatWobbler Mangrove.

Capt. Picard: That makes no sense at all!

Will Riker: Let me guess, more Monty Python logic.

Frizz and Sarah: Yup!

Alex: Hi!

Dj: Hi!

Entipy: Hi!

Sarah: Where'd you guys come from?

Entipy: Temporal anomaly.

Will Riker: We really should start using that Temporal Anomaly Repellent.

Q: -Walks in and smacks Capt. Picard with a large fish-

Capt. Picard: Q, why did you smack me with a fish?

Q: A large fish Picard, a large fish.

Capt. Picard: Okay, Q, why did you smack me with a large fish?

Q: No reason other than I'm bored.

Worf: Wow. In five minuets we've gone from having seven people to eleven people.

Alex: Okay, why is that relevant?

Borg: Nothing is relevant! Resistance is irrelevant! And futile! Like grammar!

Dj: Shouldn't it be "We are Borgs?"

Wesley: Am I the only one who's, even slightly concerned that the Borg are here?

Capt. Picard: Pretty much.

Wesley: Great.

Worf: Thirteen people now.

Wesley: -Goes off to Crusher quarters to do something useless-

Worf: Twelve.

Entipy: Are you two planning on keeping us here for very long?

Frizz: No. Just until we're bored of you.

Entipy: Great.

Capt. Picard: -Spontaneously combusts-

Worf: Eleven again.

Will Riker: Yay! Now I get to use the ready room! And keep the fish!

Borg: Fish are futile! No… wait… Fish are irrelevant!

Borg: -Self-destructs because of failure to say things correctly-

Worf: Ten.

Deanna Troi: What about all the responsibility and hard work and honor that goes into being captain?

Will Riker: I don't care about any of that stuff. I just want the fish.

Data: I believe the fish's name is Livingston.

Frizz: That's what it says in the StarTrek Encyclopedia.

Dj: I wonder what made him spontaneously combust.

Q: I was me!

Will Riker: Go Q!

Random Crew Member: What alien life from has taken over your body?

Will Riker: I'm not sure. I'll ask Dr. Crusher later.

Please review. Oh, and Entipy, sorry for using Monty Python again.