The BLTS Archive - Acronyms: WYSIWYG
by ~allie (lazydevil69@ntlworld.com))

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DISCLAIMER: if you saw it on tv it isn't mine.

Notes: it's not very good...but it includes syrup... will you stop
pouting now?

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"Seven!" she exploded. "I really don't care how much the Collective
cared about perfection and the demands they placed on a drone to
complete every task right on time, but if you don't get out of my face
By Kahless' right nostril I swear I will rip your arm off and beat you
with it!" B'Elanna growled as she flung herself away from the console
in engineering. Her partner had had the audacity to question her
ability in her own domain.

"Indeed? You are inferior in strength to me therefore your claim is
irrelevant. You would not best me. Nor will you do me physical harm."
Arrogantly striding away from the enraged Klingon, Seven smirked as
she heard the low growl and tensed for the ensuing attack which she
assumed would be coming at her verbal provoking.

When nothing occurred and no one impacted with her back, she turned
around and stared in disbelief at her partner. "You are not attacking
me?"

"No, Seven, I'm not attacking you," the Klingon growled as she
desperately tried to keep her temper in check. "I promised you that I
would try to learn to control my temper and by Kahless' underpants
that's exactly what I will do, even if it kills me! You need to leave!
Now!"

Astonished, Seven walked swiftly to the exit and trudged towards the
turbo lift wondering to herself what had happened to her love to make
her react the way she had. Normally she would have been pinned against
the wall and forcefully told off; or kissed senseless.

As the doors opened, she encountered the Captain who greeted her
cheerfully. "Seven. How are you? How's the budding romance with
B'Elanna?"

"I find myself confused, Captain," she replied stoically.

"Oh? Why?"

"I corrected B'Elanna in front of her crew and deliberately goaded her
into an argument and she didn't attack me. I do not understand why
not. Her normal behaviour would have resulted in an altercation of the
physical type. I am perplexed by the change." Seven all but pouted at
the Captain.

"That's easily explained, Seven. She gave you her hearts when you two
got together; she promised to take care of you. She finds herself in a
situation where she struggles to keep her promise AND her temper. Give
her a chance to cool down and then talk to her." For once the Captain
actually managed to have a grasp of the complexities of relationships
and gave good advice.

As the Captain left the turbolift, Seven pondered her words and
decided to take matters into her own hands. Striding towards the
quarters she shared with B'Elanna, she allowed her mind to run a mile
a minute in order to plan everything to perfection.

A short while later when B'Elanna entered their quarters she caught
the scent of the candles and, glancing into the bedroom as she dropped
the jacket she had been wearing, she could see the pale cream silk
sheets reflecting off the naked body of her favourite Borg... who was
holding a bottle of Mama's Homemade Syrup and beckoning her close.

Lowering herself to the lithesome blonde, she took the bottle from her
hands and smiled. "You know Seven, when we got together you knew what
you were getting into. You knew that at this time of the month I am
really moody and I have no patience. You know that with me that what
you see is what you get!"

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The End