Here you go.  this my attempt at a Star Trek parody.  It's actually
more of a quasi-parody but I put it here because it does not fit
anywhere else.  As usual, this story is in no way intended to
infringe on Paramont's copyrights, trademarks and whatever.


Q-Ball

"What's our course heading ensign?"; Picard asked.
"We are currently heading towards the Sunshower cluster."; the
ensign replied.
"Notify me when we reach our destination, ensign.  I'll be in my
ready room."; Picard said.
"Yes sir."
Just as Picard entered his ready room, a way too familiar figure
appeared..
"Greetings mon capitain."; Q stated.
"Q, what the hell are you doing here!?"; Picard demanded.
"It's quite simple mon capitain.  I have a contract, so Paramount
had me appear in this episode."; Q said.
"Damn you Berman."; Picard shouted. "What do you want then Q?"
"Well the contium has instructed me to put you to another test. 
They gave me free reign, so I think you find this test to be
particularly interesting."
"Q wait!"; Picard shouted.
Just then Q snapped his fingers and Picard and Q disappeared.

Part 2
A few seconds later they arrived in the engineering section.  But
the center table had been changed into a pool table.
"What's the meaning of this Q?"; Picard asked.
"It is simplicity in itself mon capitain.  You and I are to play a
pool game for the fate of the Enterprise.  If you win you go free. 
If I win the Enterprise is destroyed."; Q stated.
"Dammit Q I have no time for your games.  The ship is on it's way
to a very important peach treat negotiation.  If we don't get there
on time, years of work will be wasted."; Picard yelled.
"Too bad.  Now will you rack them up or will I?"; Q asked
"I have no intention of playing your games Q."; Picard said, barely
disguising his contempt.
"well you had your chance."; Q said with disappointment.
He snapped his finger again and there was a perfectly squared group
of balls.  They looked normal, with one exception:  instead of
numbers, the faces of the main crew were on the pool balls.
"What the hell have you done to my crew?"; Picard asked.
"I simply made them pool balls and added a new dimension to this
game.  Every time I sink a ball, that crew member dies.  Every ball
you sink, that person lives.  If you win everything is fine and if
I win the ship is destroyed."; Q said.
"Dammit Q you cannot do this to sentient beings."; Picard snapped.
"But I have.  Now go, or do you want me to go first.?"; Q asked.
"Fine Q, you win, I'll play.  Just so long as you don't use any of
your powers to cheat."; Picard said.
"Mon capitiain, you wound me.  But I agree."; Q said with a sigh.
Picard takes the first shot.  He sinks several balls, but
scratches.
"My turn mon capitain."; Q said with obvious glee.
Q takes his turn and manages to sink every ball except the 8-ball,
which bears the face of Beverly Crusher.
"Here goes the last one.  Crusher corner pocket."; q says.
Q hits the ball, but it misses by a mile.
"I missed?  How is that possible?"; q says incredulously.
"My turn Q.  According to the rules if I sink this ball I win.";
Picard says.
"Yes.  Unfortunately."; Q says fuming.
Picard takes careful aim and shoots.  The shot seems to take
forever.  It strikes the crusher ball with deadly accuracy.  The
ball slips neatly into to hole, making Picard win.
"Looks like I win Q.  Now send me back and restore my crew.";
Picard says, unable to contain his pleasure.
"Yes, yes.  Till next time mon capitain."; Q says with obvious
disappointment.
He snaps his fingers once more and suddenly Picard is back in his
ready room.
Picard leaves his ready room and goes out onto the deck.
"What's our course ensign?"; he asks.
"Same as before captain, heading toward the Sunshower cluster.";
the ensign replies.
"Thank god."; Picard says with obvious relief.
"What's happened captain."; Riker asks.
"It's a long story number one.";  Picard says.
"Well may I be excused to go to sick bay.  I suddenly have this
incredible headache."; Riker says.
Fin
This Story is copyright 1994 Charles Larson
You can change this story but only with my permission and I get a
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