In the tradition of "10 Q Stories We Passed Up," "Super Wesley Dates
Amanda the Q", and other misleading parodies I've written, here is an 
intriguingly stupid little excerpt from a Q/Riker slash story, "Q In
The Hand."

        The entity paced restlessly. "But surely you understood what it
*meant*, when I granted you power equal to my own," Q said. "Surely you must
have realized what it would mean, that I would raise you to my level, make of
you a creature of my own kind. Surely you understood that it was no *mere*
game." 
        "Afraid not," Riker said mildly.
        Q spun to face him, a look of frustration and terrible intensity on
his face. "You *must* have! Not even a human could be that dense," he de-
claimed. He took Riker's hands in his own and gazed intently into the human's
eyes. "I do not lightly offer immortality and power," he whispered. "Nor do
I lightly offer to spend eternity with another being. How could I have made
my intentions more clear to you? What could I have possibly done to express
my true feelings to you?"
        Riker considered.
        "You could have sent flowers," he said.


DISCLAIMER (lest I get bombarded with requests for the rest of the story)

NO! The rest of the story does *not* exist-- this is a parody of ads for slash
zines. However, if anyone wants to finish the story, feel free-- all I ask
is that you send me a copy when done.