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“You told me to never again disturb you while you were in bed.” Q gestured around. “You’re not in bed anymore. Problem solved!”
Captain Picard used every ounce of his considerable Starfleet training to control his temper, and protect his pride, as he found himself standing in the middle of the bridge wearing nothing but his silk sleeping shorts.
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Captain Picard had been staring unflinchingly across his desk at Q for the better part of a minute. Anyone with even the slightest skill at observation could practically see the headache forming.
“You can’t stay mad at me forever, Picard. It was a harmless prank. Just a bit of fun.” When Picard said nothing, Q continued. “Oh, they’ll get over it. I bet they’ll even come to look back fondly on the experience.”
“Q, You turned half my crew into bunnicorns and made the other half bet on which of them was the fastest.”
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“Well, obviously this isn’t what I meant.”
Q looked accusingly at the crew of the Enterprise, though no one had said a word.
All around them, a dozen different versions of Geordi LaForge sat at different tables in Ten Forward, all whistling different tunes, seemingly oblivious to the other Geordis around them.
“Let’s try this again,” Q said, and snapped his fingers.