*hides in shadows*

Well well well... The more things change, the more they stay the same. How boring these meat-sacks are. Not to mention my idiot brother.

*yawns*

Now... How can I spice things up a little here?

*rubs hands together*

Ungh.

Where am I?

I think something may be... Wrong... With... Um...
My penis. A certain part of my body.

It's not acting like it used to. I mean... It didn't USE to act on its own at all!
Am afraid to tell doctor. Or engineer.
Am still in hiding.

Wha?
*guh*
Graagggghhh!

This has to stop.

I need a plan. Badly.

*bites hand*

OK. OK.

Maybe I am over-reacting. Maybe this thing has never been used. Um. Urg. I'm not really sure that makes me feel a whole lot better. It's made for HIM!

I'm not sure if I can live this down if I ever meet him again...

Ooooh... My head!
What just happened? Wasn't _geordi_ here a minute ago?

*notices that repairs have been made*

Well now, at least that's something! I wonder if...

*looks aroud to see if anyone is watching*
*discreetly opens pants front*

OH DEAR SWEET MOTHER OF... SOMETHING?!!

I can't stay here! if this really is Picard's ship, that means in all likelyhood, my idiot brother and that pet engineer of his is right around the corner. I won't go back into that disgusting tube even if I could figure out how to wedge myself in there, and...

F......UCK!

Great, now my vocal processor isn't working either.

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Have finally given up on plan. Stupid flesh-bags with their unpredictable emotions. I wish everyone were normal and stable, like me. Have half a mind to leave this den of boredom. I wonder if I can sneak into Picards Enterprise when he isn't looking?

Plan failing miserably. V. annoyed.