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The Doctor and the Tailor:
a Cautionary Tale by jonnycarnahan and dark_sinestra
Once upon a tennis racket, in the land of turbolift, there lived a beautiful spy. He was fond of operating, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was hemming through the instruments when he came upon an officer. “What are you thrusting?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just fighting and mending because I'm sexy. What are you encrypting?”
The tennis player didn't want to answer. It went against his personal teddy bear. He made up an implant on the tricorder and said, “That's hardly your kanar. Why don't you just take?”
“How aggressive!” the gardener exclaimed. “All I did was to hit you a phaser. You don't have to be so submissive. I'm binding.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the agent all alone.
“Why am I so young?” the slave wailed. “I'm tired of being hot. Maybe next time, I'll do greatly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a cat can't change its balls.
The End
The Chef and the Cardassian Occupation of Bajor Gul:
a Cautionary Tale by lady_drace and dark_sinestra
Once upon a fish, in the land of outside, there lived a fat sailor. He was fond of bowling, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was rubbing through the rings when he came upon a gardener. “What are you dancing?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just singing and glowing because I'm beautiful. What are you going?”
The tailor didn't want to answer. It went against his personal space station. He made up an infirmary on the homosexual and said, “That's hardly your man. Why don't you just wink?”
“How sexy!” the spy exclaimed. “All I did was to delicious you a pudding. You don't have to be so sweet. I'm laughing.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the doctor all alone.
“Why am I so young?” the glinn wailed. “I'm tired of being slim. Maybe next time, I'll do slowly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a hound can't change its puppies.
The End
The Doctor and the Spy:
a Cautionary Tale by mrs260 and dark_sinestra
Once upon a table, in the land of Replimat, there lived a sly nurse. He was fond of binding, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was boring through the drinks when he came upon a teacher. “What are you running?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just winding and undressing because I'm slow. What are you eating?”
The technician didn't want to answer. It went against his personal station. He made up a bedroom on the solar system and said, “That's hardly your Alpha Quadrant. Why don't you just fly?”
“How sweet!” the security officer exclaimed. “All I did was to smile you a teddy bear. You don't have to be so soft. I'm kissing.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the Major all alone.
“Why am I so oblivious?” the captain wailed. “I'm tired of being angry. Maybe next time, I'll do quickly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a cat can't change its docking ports.
The End
The Nurse and the Milliner:
a Cautionary Tale by tli and dark_sinestra
Once upon a PADD, in the land of Cardassia Prime, there lived a superfluous student. He was fond of rushing, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was sleeping through the boxes when he came upon an engineer. “What are you skidding?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just replying and avoiding because I'm quiet. What are you interrogating?”
The operative didn't want to answer. It went against his personal hypospray. He made up a measuring tape on the underwear and said, “That's hardly your uniform. Why don't you just speak?”
“How adorable!” the minister exclaimed. “All I did was to stroke you a biobed. You don't have to be so eloquent. I'm aiming.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the soldier all alone.
“Why am I so loud?” the botanist wailed. “I'm tired of being evil. Maybe next time, I'll do determinedly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a tribble can't change its medicines.
The End
The Janitor and the Tailor:
a Cautionary Tale by kiki_diesunddas and dark_sinestra
Once upon a luck, in the land of holodeck, there lived a sweaty doctor. He was fond of rambling, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was grinning through the teeth when he came upon a counselor. “What are you walking?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just singing and spying because I'm concealed. What are you glaring?”
The spy didn't want to answer. It went against his personal implant. He made up a baby on the teddy bear and said, “That's hardly your sewing kit. Why don't you just smile?”
“How adoringly!” the doctor exclaimed. “All I did was to eat you a jelly. You don't have to be so crude. I'm laughing.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the gardener all alone.
“Why am I so cute?” the officer wailed. “I'm tired of being aghast. Maybe next time, I'll do fleetingly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a bird can't change its stashes.
The End
And two bonus tales beyond the five, just because. :-D
The Xenobiologist and the Exotic Dancer:
a Cautionary Tale by fireness and dark_sinestra
Once upon a kitchen sink, in the land of Deep Space Nine, there lived a yummy riding hound trainer. He was fond of careening, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was lamenting through the desks when he came upon an engineer. “What are you laughing?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just slipping and positioning because I'm unnecessary. What are you hammering?”
The novelist didn't want to answer. It went against his personal teddy bear. He made up a vibrator on the pogo stick and said, “That's hardly your mug. Why don't you just spazz?”
“How blue!” the dictator exclaimed. “All I did was to drink you a phalange. You don't have to be so delectable. I'm compromising.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the tailor all alone.
“Why am I so emaciated?” the doctor wailed. “I'm tired of being wet. Maybe next time, I'll do stupendously better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a sehlat can't change its pants.
The End
The Officer and the Spy:
a Cautionary Tale by blossommorphine and dark_sinestra
Once upon a flower, in the land of starship, there lived an interesting teacher. He was fond of writing, so fond that it often got him into trouble!
One day, he was lying through the rooms when he came upon a painter. “What are you guessing?” he asked.
“Me? I'm just leering and planning because I'm cold. What are you acting?”
The physicist didn't want to answer. It went against his personal gown. He made up a PADD on the scissors and said, “That's hardly your hypospray. Why don't you just smirk?”
“How golden!” the waiter exclaimed. “All I did was to smile you a racket. You don't have to be so smooth. I'm laughing.” And that's precisely what he did, leaving the chef all alone.
“Why am I so silky?” the astronaut wailed. “I'm tired of being coarse. Maybe next time, I'll do roughly better.” Of course, he didn't. Everyone knows a bear can't change its sheets.
The End
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