TIME OUT [Conclusion]!
by ALM_Voyager- (c) January 1, 2000
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"How could you," Harry whined. "How could you forget to tell Chakotay I was in the brig over a twenty-two hour period?"
"Uh . . well, . . you see . . Harry . . . ." Tom thought and thought and thought and realized he could never tell Harry that he had left him there on purpose.
"Well?" Harry growled. "What do you have to say Paris?"
"That at least it wasn't twenty-*three* hours?" Paris grimaced.
"Youdirtyrotten," Harry started but then thought twice. Picking up his tray with the Leola root Omlett on it he aimed it at Tom. The tray flew through the air, but missed its target when Paris ducked, and instead hit B'Elanna in the face.
"Uh-oh," Tom and Harry said together. The mess hall grew deadly quiet.
B'Elanna took a bowl of hair pasta, that Neelix was preparing for later in the day, from the counter and swished its contents around in its bowl. She smiled and tossed the contents at the two men.
Neelix watched his lunch land on two of the senior staff and sighed. It would be another four months before they hit another spacial hub. He watched as a tray flew past Lieutenant Carter and hit the window, leaving a trail of slimy goop down its form. What was he a babysitter as well as Ambassador, Moral Officer and Cook? Well, until Spacial hub Four he was just going to have to be the one to say . . . . "TIMEOUT!!!!"
[That's Starfleet for. . . "THE END!"]
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