Trio of Trouble
Q sighed. He’d been keeping an eye on Voyager’s progress, as its Captain and crew were his current favorite playthings. However, once again he was bored out of his skull. They had been traveling through a peaceful patch of space for the past six months, and they had all settled into their peaceful little routines that were duller than dirt. The only interesting thing to happen in all that time was when Kathy hooked up with her pet borg, but the novelty of that little development wore off quickly. Overall, it was abundantly clear that these poor souls were in dire need of his assistance, whether they realized it or not.
He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm. Kathy likes dogs, right?" he said aloud to no one in particular.
"Yeah, so?" his son replied anyway.
"So wait until she gets a load of these puppies!" he said, grinning and snapping his fingers.
Q Junior grimaced. "Ugh, that one was painful."
It gave Q a warm feeling in his heart-analogue to know that he could still a