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coprime_recs) wrote2023-10-21 06:38 pm
coprime_recs) wrote2023-10-21 06:38 pm
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Star Trek TNG: Real Men Eat Quiche by Rhi
Real Men Eat Quiche (Enterprise-D ensemble | G | 2,157 words): What happens when the replicators on-board the Enterprise-D will only dispense quiche. This is a fun story and feels like it could be the B-plot of an episode.
Excerpt:
"Geordi, I'm afraid something is wrong with my replicator." Picard peered at the machine. "I asked for tea. Three times. But it only gave me..."
"A slice of quiche?" Picard raised an eyebrow at the wall, wondering if the Lieutenant Commander was reading his mind.
"Three, actually. But yes. How did you know?" He strode back to his desk and sat down, listening to LaForge shout something to one of his engineering staff and then return his attention to the still-open commlink.
"We've been having the same problem all over the ship. Every replicator. No matter what anyone asks for, it just dispenses quiche. On china plates. With a..."
"Quite attractive pattern of chrysanthemums painted on?" said Picard drolly.
Excerpt:
"Geordi, I'm afraid something is wrong with my replicator." Picard peered at the machine. "I asked for tea. Three times. But it only gave me..."
"A slice of quiche?" Picard raised an eyebrow at the wall, wondering if the Lieutenant Commander was reading his mind.
"Three, actually. But yes. How did you know?" He strode back to his desk and sat down, listening to LaForge shout something to one of his engineering staff and then return his attention to the still-open commlink.
"We've been having the same problem all over the ship. Every replicator. No matter what anyone asks for, it just dispenses quiche. On china plates. With a..."
"Quite attractive pattern of chrysanthemums painted on?" said Picard drolly.