From: Emily Hanson [emilymhanson@yahoo.com] Sent: Tuesday, May 29, 2001 10:17 PM To: NNPack@yahoogroups.com Subject: [NNPack] Pillow Fight in the Raven, part 1/1 The First FKFanfic2 challenge, issued by Anita: Must have the following- bunny slippers a can of soda a pillow a bottle of nail polish and a wrench Must also involve Nick Nat and LaCroix. * * * * * Pillow fight in the Raven Disclaimers: Star Trek is owned by Paramount. Forever Knight is owned by Sony. Im not making a single cent off this fanfic. By Emily M. Hanson With a flash of light, the entity known as Q appeared in the Raven, as LaCroix was finishing his Nightcrawler show. A mischievous glint appeared in Qs eyes, and the vampire Lucien LaCroix was suddenly wearing pink bunny slippers and a fluffy white bathrobe. LaCroix snarled at the strange being who dared to humiliate him. Remembering Q from his previous encounter with the pink tribbles, Lucien growled. Get out of here, Q. Now! Not a chance, General. I think you need another lesson in humor. Q snapped his fingers. Suddenly, Nick Knight and Natalie Lambert were transported to the Raven. Nick could only gape at his sire. LaCroix? The fuming Roman vampire lunged for Q, intending to strangle the alien. But Q teleported himself across the room. Temper, temper, mon ami. Heres a healthier way to work out your anger. And with a snap of Qs fingers, Nick, Nat, and LaCroix found themselves holding pillows. What am I supposed to do with this? Lucien growled. I think, Nick said, Q wants us to have a pillow fight. Oh, come on, Natalie responded. Were not really going to indulge him, are we? Nicks blue eyes twinkled. I dont know, Nat. After 800 years, Ive got a lot of pent-up anger to let out. But with a pillow fight? LaCroix heaved his pillow at the alien, who snapped his fingers and sent the pillow spinning back toward Nick. Hey! The former crusader ducked, and the pillow knocked a stack of CDs from the table. You could have caught that, LaCroix spat out, some of those were priceless. Natalie picked up one of the shattered compact disks. Like the Pokemon soundtrack? Nick burst into laughter. Pokemon! Well, there are some useful sound effects on that one. Like what? LaCroix thought, but drew a blank. It was bad enough that one of his favorite CDs had been broken. You will pay for that broken CD, Nicholas. Oh, no, Nick protested. Oh, yes, LaCroix said, and picked up the pillow and heaved it at the blonde vampire. A pillow fight ensued. Nick, Nat and LaCroix spent a good ten minutes throwing pillows at each other. The other vampires in the Raven had no idea what was going on, but none of them dared interrupt. Finally, completely fed up, the Roman vampire grabbed a nearby wrench and hurled it at Q, who was nonchalantly sipping from a can of soda and eating popcorn. The alien vanished, and the wrench went through a nearby glass window. That was the last straw for Janette, who had been trying to stay patient throughout the whole argument by painting her nails with the contents of a blood red nail polish bottle. Enough! The dark-haired vampiress stormed through the crowd, with golden eyes blazing. You will stop fighting at once. LaCroix, Nick, and Nat froze. The sound booth was now completely covered in feathers and so were they. What were you fighting about? Janette asked. They all exchanged glances. Um, Nick said, I cant remember. Neither can I, Natalie replied. Nor I, LaCroix added. Well, you will clean up this mess! I will not have the Raven looking like a . . . chicken farm. Yes, Janette, Nick agreed. Well clean up. Youll pay for the window, LaCroix said. What? You threw the wrench. I dont care who pays for the window, Janette said through clenched teeth, just as long as it is fixed. With a flash of light, Q appeared again and snapped his fingers. The window was fixed, and the feathers were gone. The entity was laughing hysterically. Oh, that was the most fun Ive had in years. Q, Janette snarled. Get out of my club. Now! You wound me, Mademoiselle. I shall leave, but Im not going to promise I wont be back. Q disappeared, leaving the vampires and the mortal to ponder what the entity would do when he next appeared. The End Comments may be sent to me at emilymhanson@yahoo.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get personalized email addresses from Yahoo! Mail - only $35 a year! http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/