AU; Use any Faery Tale and re-write it using Garak and Bashir. (Prisca 
Banks)


The Vole Prince
(organily the frog 
princess)
rewritten by: 
admiral angelina

A Russian fairy tale...well not so Russian fairy tale anymore...
sorry to those poor ensigns and dukat and kai winn.  hehe sorry again
about using jadzia as a spy..this is my first fanfic plz don't criticize
hehehehe takes place before odo and kira, romm and leeta got together
I do not make any money of this, these characters aren't mine there 
paramounts please don't sue me its not worth it all I own is a dog with a 
bad attitude, and a lazy cat. And the poem isn't mine either its from
gothic tears I lost the authors name but its not mine. And the original story,
the frog princess isn't mine either.

In days gone by there was a Captain who had three crewmen who where 
depressed. When he called them to the ward room Captain Sisko called them
to him and said, "My dear lads, I want you to get married so that I may see
you happy and cheerful as you where before the war started."

And his crewmen replied, "Very well, sir, give us your blessing. Who do
you want us to marry?"

"Each of you must take a phaser riffle, go out into the promenade and shoot 
it. Where the bullet is, there shall your destiny be."

So the crewmen nodded  their heads respectfully, and each of them took a 
phaser riffle from the weapons locker and went out into the promanade,
where they aimed their riffles and let the bullets fly by.

The bullet of Odo's gun went right through a pad a bjoran was holding in
the repilmat, but not any bjoran, first officer Kira Nerys. The bullet of
Rom's gun hit the dabo wheel in Quarks bar, and the Dabo girl Leeta picked it
up. But the bullet of the youngest crewmember, Doctor Bashir, flew up and away
he knew not where. He walked on and on in search of it, and at last he
came to a jeffreies tube, where what should he see but a vole sitting on a
power conduit with the bullet in its mouth. Dr.Bashir said to it, "Vole, vole, 
give me back my bullet."

And the vole replied, "Marry me!"

"How can I marry a vole?"

"Marry me, for it is your destiny."

Dr.Bashir was sadly disappointed, but what could he do? He picked up the 
vole and brung it to the wardroom. The Captain performed three weddings:
Odo was married to the Kira, Romm to the dabo girl, and poor Dr.Bashir to the 
vole.

One day the Captain called his crewmen and said, "I want to see which of 
your spouses is most skilled with there needle. Let them each sew me a 
uniform by tomorrow morning."

The crewmen said "yes sir" each looking a little nervously to each other,
to their captain and went out. Dr.Bashir went home and sat in a corner chair,
looking very sad. The vole hopped about on the floor and said to him, "Why
are you so sad, Dr.Bashir? Are you in trouble?"

"Captain sisko wants you to sew him a uniform by tomorrow morning."

Said the vole, "Don't be downhearted,Julian. Go to bed; for the night is 
full of mystery." So Dr.bashir went to bed, and the vole hopped out on to 
the doorstep, cast off his vole skin, and turned into Elim Garak, a 
cardissian beyond compare. he clapped his hands and cried, "Voles, get 
ready, work steady! By tomorrow morning sew me a uniform like the one 
Captain Picard used to wear!"

When Dr.Bashir awoke the next morning, the vole was hopping about on the 
floor again, and on the table, wrapped up in a linen towel, the uniform
lay.

Dr.Bashir was delighted. He picked up the uniform and took it to his 
Captain. He found the Captain receiving gifts from his crewmates. When the
Odo laid out his uniform, the Captain said, "This uniform will do for one
of my ensigns." When the Romm laid out his uniform, the Captain said, "This
one is good only for when Dukat and Kai Winn are here." Dr.Bashir laid out his
uniform, stitched in andorian silk (a very rare and expensive fabric to
come by), black torso and the shoulders a blood red. The Captain took one look
at it and said, "Now this is a uniform indeed! I shall wear it on the best 
occasions."

The two other crewmen went home and said to each other, "It looks as
though we had laughed at Dr.Bashirs husband for nothing -- it seems he is not a 
vole, but a sorcerer."

Again the Captain called his crewmen. "Let your spouses bake me gumba by 
tomorrow morning," he said. I want to know which one cooks the best."
Julian came home looking very sad again. The vole said to him, "Why are
you so sad,Doctor?"

"Sisko wants you to bake gumba for him by tomorrow morning," replied her 
husband.

"Don't be downhearted,Julian. Go to bed; for the night is full of
mystery."

Now those other wives had made fun of the vole at first, but this time
they sent Jadzia to spy on how the vole baked his gumba. But the vole was
cunning and guessed what they were about. he kneaded the dough, broke the top of
the stove and emptied the dough-trough straight down the hole. Jadzia ran back
to the other wives and told them what she had seen, and they did as the
vole had done.

Then the vole hopped out onto the doorstep, turned into Elim Garak, and 
clapped his hands and cried, "Voles, get ready, work steady! By tomorrow 
morning bake me a bowl of gumba like the ones I ate when I lived at home."
Dr. Bashir woke up in the morning, and there on the table he saw a bowl of
gumba with all kinds of pretty designs on it. On there were quaint figures
-- royal ships, the first eenterprise, and other famous ships. Dr.Bashir
was ever so pleased. He wrapped the bowl up in a linen towel and took it to
his Captain. Just then the Captain was receiving the bowls from his other 
crewmen. Their wives had dropped the gumba into the fire as Jadzia had
told them, and it came out just a lump of charred dough. The Captain took the 
bowl from Odo, looked at it and sent it to the ensigns mess hall. He took 
the bowl from Romm and did the same with that. But when Dr.Bashir handed
him his bowl the captain  said, "Now that is what I call gumba! It is fit to
be eaten only on at the Gratitude Festival."

And the Captain bade his crewmen come to his feast the next day and bring 
their spouses with them. Dr.Bashir came home grieving again. The vole
hopped on his lap and said, "Why are you so sad, Julian? Has your Captain said 
anything unkind to you?"

"Voly, my vole, how can I help being sad? Sisko wants me to bring you to
his feast, but how can you appear before people as my husband?"

"Don't be downhearted, Julian," said the vole. "Go to the feast alone and
I will come later. When you hear a knocking and a banging, do not be afraid.
If you are asked, say it is only your Voley riding in his box."

So Julian went by himself. His crewmates came with their wives, rouged and
powdered and dressed in there dress uniforms. They stood there and mocked 
Dr.Bashir: "Why did you not bring your husband? You could have brought him
in a blood wine bottle. Where, indeed, did you find such a beauty? You
must have searched all the jeffreies tubes for him!"

The Captain and his crewmembers and all the guests sat down to feast at
the oaken tables covered with handsome cloths. All at once there was a
knocking and a banging that made the whole wardroom shake. The guests jumped up in 
fright, but Dr.Bashir said, "Do not be afraid, good people, it is only my 
Voly riding in his box."

Just then a gilded carriage drawn by six white horses dashed up to the
wardroom door and out of it stepped Elim Garak in a suit of sky-blue silk
strewn with stars and a shining moon upon his head -- a cardiassan as fair as the
sky at dawn, the fairest cardissian ever born. he took Julian by the hand 
and led him to the oaken tables with the handsome cloths on them.
The guests began to eat, drink and make merry. Garak drank from his glass 
and emptied the dregs into his left sleeve. Then he ate some swan meat and
put the bones in his right sleeve. The wives of the other crewmen saw him
do this and they did the same.

When the eating and drinking were over, the time came for dancing. Garak 
took Julian and tripped off with him. he whirled and danced, and everybody
watched and marveled. he waved his left sleeve, and a lake appeared! he 
waved his right sleeve, and white swans began to swim on the lake. The 
Captain and his guests were struck with wonder.

Then the other wives went to dance. They waved one sleeve, but only
splashed wine over the guests; they waved the other, but only scattered bones, and 
one bone hit the Captain right in the forehead. The Captain flew into a
rage and drove both wives away.

Meanwhile, Dr.Bashir slipped out and ran to his quarters There he found
the vole skin and threw it into the fire. When Garak came home, he looked for 
the vole skin but could not find it. he sat down on the couch, sorely 
grieved, and said to Dr.Bashir, "Ah, Julian, what have you done? Had you
but waited three more days I would have been yours forever. But now, farewell.
Seek me beyond the the linear time, in the temple of gods, where Koshchei 
the prophet of Deathless dwells." So saying, Garak turned himself into a 
light entity and flew out of the window. Julian wept long and hard, then 
bowed in all four directions and went forth he knew not where to seek his 
husband, Garak. How long he stayed in the runabout is hard to say, but his
fuel restores where low, his shields where getting weaker from all the 
radiation of the wormhole, and his uniform was getting raggy, and his 
hair became tangled and he had stubble growing on his chin.

By and by he met a ship, with a little man, as old as old can be.

"Good day, my lad," said the little old man. "Where are you going and what
is your errand?"

Julian told him about his trouble.

"Ah, why did you burn the vole skin, Dr.Bashir?" said the little old man. 
"It was not yours to keep or do away with. Garak was born wiser than his 
father, and that made him so angry that he turned him into a vole for 5 
years. Ah, well, it cannot be helped now.  Follow this engergy strike or 
lighting it without fear wherever it goes."

Julian thanked the little old man and followed the lighting streak. It
went on and he came after. Moving forward a jem'hadar ship appeared in front of
the runabout. Julian took aim and was about to destroy it, but then he
heard a voice, in a human voice: "Do not kill me, Julian, for you may have need
of us someday."

Since their weapons, shields where powered down, Julian powered down his 
phasers and went on farther. Suddenly he saw another jem'hardar ship 
overhead. He took aim with his phasers, but the jem'hardar hailed him and 
said in a human voice, "Do not kill me, Julian, for you may have need of
us someday." The shields and weapons on that ship have not been powered up so
He powered down the phasers and went on. Another lighting streak  came 
running by.Another jem'hardar ship passed by, Again Julian powered his 
phasers to shoot it, but the jem'hardar said in a human voice, "Do not
kill me, Julian, for you may have need of us someday."

So he spared the ship and went on. He came to a red light, a temporal 
disturbance registered on the computer and saw a kilgon ship, life support
on the kilgon ship was failing. "Ah, Dr.Bashir," said the kilgon captain, 
"take pity on us and grant me my crew and myself a warriors death."
So he powered up phasers took aim and destroyed the ship. And he put the 
ship back on impulse speed and followed the lighting streak. By and by the
lighting streak went into the side of the wormhole, and there stood a 
little opening, turning round and round. "Little opening, little opening, 
turn around till the gamma quadrant opening and your face to me, please."

The opening turned its face to him and its back to the gamma quadrant. 
Julian piloted the runabout into the disturbance, and just as quick as a 
flash he was standing in the corner, was "Miles" sitting in the middle of 
the room.

When he saw him he said, " you are the Bashir, you destroyed something
that was not yours. All of a sudden "Sisko"appeared and said "he is 
corporal he dose not know." "Kira" appeared and said with supposition 
"we should let him be". "Odo" flashed infront of Bashirs eyes and 
walked around him and said "give him what he came for." "Dax" just 
magically came into sight and said "he is corporal, but he shall not 
waver". 

"Wait, wait what are you talking about?" asked Julian frantically. "He is 
corporal, limited, yet strong, what is it he seeks?" asked "Sisko". 

"I I-I'm seeking Elim Grak I was told to look for him here" said Julian.

"it is a difficult task he faces, he must find the words of the prophets"
said "Kira"

Julian is getting more desperate by the second" I know I know just please 
tell me what the words of the prophets are"begged Julian.

"He shall not waver" said "Dax" with a unnerving catlike voice. "We shall 
see"said "Sisko" then they all vanished.

Julian was back in the runabout, confused by the prophets words yet
stangely found comfort in them.

He searched high and low in that pocket of the wormhole for weeks,
he finally gave up and set a corse for Deep Space nine.

He got to his quarters and sat down and cried.

Later he was looking out of his window in his darkened quarters, he had
not bothered to turn on the light he thought of the poem he had written 
while he was in the academy, and it seemed to fit this moment perfectly, 
he quietly recited the poem to himself;

To live is to die to change
is forever I look back and sigh what was once is now never
what should have been forever.

Bright swirling lights came from when the worm hole as it opened, he
looked for the ship, problem a cargo freighter or
a transport, but curiously no ship came though. The door to his quarters 
opened and in came running in to Julian's arms was Elim Garak
and he kissed him deeply. And Julian and Elim Garak got married
and moved back to earth and lived in peace and happiness
until the par'warths decided to screw with them again.

Opps did I mention it wasn't the prophets who took garak away? Guess not
it was the par'wraths posing as the prophets, but as all fairy tales, there
was a war in the Cestrial Temple, the prophets won and the par'wraths where
condemned back into the fire caves back on bjor, because the prophets knew
without the balance of good and evil this world we live in would cease to 
exist. And every one lived happily ever after. 

The End.