Another Q joke

“That was awesome!!!” Said Sweetie Belle.

“Yeah! How come all of that fits inside the ship?” Apple Bloom asked.

“It doesn’t. I don't know exactly how, but its kind of crated on the spot, like the teleporter. We are here.” The small zebra colt said pointing at the door that said, transporter room 1.

“Okay, bye!”Said the unicorn filly, waving to Alexander. They went inside the room.

“Oh, what do you need?” Said the spotted stallion.

“Could you take us to Ponyville? It`s getting late and we want to go home.” Said Apple Bloom.

“Sure. Get on the platform.” The two fillies went.

“Wait!”Said Apple Bloom. “Where is Scootaloo?”

“She said she would stay. Something about more studying.”

“And where is she going to sleep?”

“She said she would stay with Guinan.”

“Oh, okay.”

“You two ready?” O’Brien asked.

“Yes.”The two fillies answered. They stared to glow and a few seconds later found themselves just outside Ponyville library.

“End of shift. Now I am going to bed.” O’Brien said with a yawn. I wonder what Keiko made for supper. For some reason a dish of hay sounds delicious now...

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Scootaloo had been working with the console at the replicating center for almost half an hour now.

“Okay, the size is right, the colors are correct, the material is the same. Replicate.”

The table started to emit a blue glow, a few seconds later there was a helmet. She got it in her hooves and put it on her head.

“A perfect match! And looks just like the one Commander Hurricane had!”She said, looking at the book ‘The History of Pegasi’ next to the console. “Now, for the rest of the armor.” And started to feed the computer with measurements and information.

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“She’s not here.” Sweetie said. “Must still be on the ship.”

“Yeah, Ah don’t think ya sister is going to give up on that stallion. C’mon, lets go to the farm, I am sure my sis will let you sleep there today.”

“Okay.” The unicorn filly said, following her friend to her home.

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Worf was tired. It had been an exhausting day and the fact that he had still went to his weekly battle training program made him even more tired. But as he opened the door, he noticed three things. 1: Alexander wasn’t anywhere. 2: There was a soft melody on the air. 3: All the light on the room came from candles.

“Is someone there?’ He asked.

“Yes...” Came a soft, feminine voice replying.

“Where is Alexander?” Rarity came out of the shadows, just enough to be seen.

“Guinan said she would take care of him for tonight.”

“You are really insistent, aren’t you?”

“Can you blame a mare for fighting for her stallion?” She said, beating her eyelids together, she levitated a cup towards him “Bloodwine?”

Worf raised an eyebrow, but took the glass on his hoof and took a sip.

“This is real Bloodwine, where did you get it?”

“Guinan had it. She said I would make a better use of it. I also brought you a dessert, hope you like it.” She levitated a small slice of cheese and jelly to him.

“I am sorry, but I can’t.”

Rarity’s eyes started to water, her face bending with sadness.

“Why? Don’t you like me?”

“It’s not that! I am afraid I will hurt you.” He said, a sincere concern on his voice.

“You don’t get it, do you?” She said, giving him a small nibble on the cheek. “I don’t care. I just want to be with you.”

Worf was now on a difficult position: She was teasing him, and he couldn’t say he didn’t like or didn’t wanted it anymore, but he still was unsure that he would hurt the delicate white unicorn accidentally.

“Rarity, look. I may end up hurting you. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“And I am a Klingon, this isn’t going to be delicate.”

“Yes.” Her face was flushing red with the thought.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“How many times do I have to say? YES.” She gave him a long, passionate kiss.

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Scootaloo was tired, she had already placed her new adquired armor at the hiding place, and now she wanted to sleep.

There were just three ponies in Ten Foward: A unicorn colt and an earth pony mare in the corner, finishing their drinks and Guinan on the bar.

“Guinan?"

“Yes child?”

“Is there somewhere where I can sleep?”

“Isn’t your family going to be worried that you are not home tonight?”

“Nah, I was going to sleep in the crusaders tree house today.”

“Ok, you can sleep with me. But Alexander is already there.”

“Thanks Guinan! You are really nice.” The pegasus filly said, with a yawn. “Uh, where is your room?”

The dark brown alicorn pointed at a door behind the bar.

“Thanks!” The orange pegasus said, going trough the doors.

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Picard took the last sip of tea and placed the cup on the replicator.

“Mr. Data, you have the bridge.”

“Aye sir. The attack will take place tomorrow at 9 A.M.”

“9 A.M. ? Why is that?”

“In the period between 9 A.M. and 10:12 A.M. the Kraken will be at the moon’s gravitational field, this will avoid any debris from falling towards the planet.”

“I see. 9 A.M. it is. Did Geordi already program the core ejection sequence?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s done. Have a good night.”

“You too sir.” The android said as Picard went inside the turbolif, only him and Ensign Noble were still on the bridge.

Data then got up and walked towards the engineering console. The modifications to the warp core ejection sequence were essential to his plans.

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Spike burped a letter.

“Twilight! A letter from the Princess!” The lavander unicorn levitated the scroll from the dragon's hand and started to read.

My faithful student Twilight Sparkle.

I have been contacted by the Enterprise. The attack against the threat will take place tomorrow at 9:00 hours.

The elements will be used to stun the creature and allow for a better chance of defeat. The meeting place will be at the palace gardens, I will teleport you and your friends there.

Your princess and teacher.

Princess Celestia.

“Spike, tell the girls, tomorrow here at 8 A.M. .”

“Okay!” The baby dragon said, rushing through the library’s door.

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“Hey, you are Scootaloo, aren’t you?”

The pegasus looked at the source of the voice, a small zebra colt with a strange three spikes cutie mark was right behind her.

“Yes, you must be Alexander, Worf’s son, am I right?”

“Yes, why are you here anyway?”

“I have to do something tomorrow and if I leave the ship I might miss it.”

“Okay. Have a good night.” He said, laying on the mattress. Scootaloo thought for a few seconds.

“Alexander?”

“Yes?”

“You father is really brave and loyal.”

“I know, after all, he is a Klingon. Why do you say?”

“Nothing, just making sure you know...” She laid on her mattress, leaving a somewhat confused zebra colt behind with that statement.