Title: P is for Penguin
Fandom/Characters: Star Trek: TNG, Worf & Riker
Rating: G
Words: 200
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Worf looked back and forth between the small piece of fabric resting on the table and the First Officer who had placed it there.
"What, exactly, is that?" he asked in a tone that suggested he would quickly go from mild-mannered Starfleet officer to raging Klingon warrior if he didn't like the answer.
"A hat." Riker's answer was solemn, but even Worf could hear the laughter in his voice.
"And what is that?" he asked again, this time pointing at the design on the supposed hat.
"A penguin." Now Riker looked slightly puzzled. "A flightless aquatic - Wait. I thought you spent some time on Earth while growing up ? Surely you know what a penguin is."
Worf sighed in exasperation. "Of course I know what a penguin is. This conversation is not proceeding as I had hoped. Let us try again." He paused and then picked up the offending piece of fabric.
"Commander Riker, what exactly do you intend for me to do with this hat that bears the image of a dancing penguin?"
"I intend for you to wear it, Lieutenant."
"That," Worf replied in a resigned tone, "is what I was afraid you were going to say."
Fandom/Characters: Star Trek: TNG, Worf & Riker
Rating: G
Words: 200
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Worf looked back and forth between the small piece of fabric resting on the table and the First Officer who had placed it there.
"What, exactly, is that?" he asked in a tone that suggested he would quickly go from mild-mannered Starfleet officer to raging Klingon warrior if he didn't like the answer.
"A hat." Riker's answer was solemn, but even Worf could hear the laughter in his voice.
"And what is that?" he asked again, this time pointing at the design on the supposed hat.
"A penguin." Now Riker looked slightly puzzled. "A flightless aquatic - Wait. I thought you spent some time on Earth while growing up ? Surely you know what a penguin is."
Worf sighed in exasperation. "Of course I know what a penguin is. This conversation is not proceeding as I had hoped. Let us try again." He paused and then picked up the offending piece of fabric.
"Commander Riker, what exactly do you intend for me to do with this hat that bears the image of a dancing penguin?"
"I intend for you to wear it, Lieutenant."
"That," Worf replied in a resigned tone, "is what I was afraid you were going to say."