Star Trek Oneshots

Q

Lieutenants Personal Log:
Stardate 96654.31

If there's one thing I hate most in this universe, it's unnecessary distractions. There is simply no need for them and Humans have no appreciation for this fact. As a quarter Vulcan, I understand all the logic behind no distractions, and yet, my human genetics disagree with my aversion. A prime example would be Q, from the Q Continuum. No matter how many times he barged into my quarters, every single time, my face and ears flushed a horrendous shade of dusty green. In all my years of working with men, never did I ever react so ridiculously as I did around Q. One time, I was changing out of my uniform and into my casual clothes. Not a big deal, a fairly normal experience, that was until Q burst in and asked me for my time. Suddenly I was very flustered, and I hated it. Now it's been 3 months of him popping up whenever and wherever, but it's only around me! The most annoying thing of all, is that I'm starting to enjoy his company! For example, yesterday, when he showed up in Ten-Foreward, instead of my usual greeting of "Q, what do you want" I asked him what brought him there on such a fine evening! What is wrong with me? Doctor Crusher tells me I might be suffering from a common human disease, know as Ludus. Symptoms include flushing of the cheeks, irrational giggling, easily flustered, and to top it all off, the feeling of an endless blackhole in the afflicted persons stomach. I have felt every symptom time, and time again. However, luckily enough for me, Ludus is not fatal. On the sadder side of things, it's not curable either.  
Hello Lyras!
Q! W-what are you doing here?
Ah, I just thought I'd come in to see yah!
I'm a little busy right now, actually.
Ooh, your recording your personal log! Am I in it now as well? Oh I am! Look at that, my words are coming up in the screen!
Q, if you could leave me be to finish my log...
Whats this? You're suffering from a disease? Is it fatal?
No and I don't see why you care!
Because your my favourite Vulcan! What disease? Oh, it's called Ludus?
I don't see why you're laughing at this! At least have the nerve to be respectful!
But what you're suffering from, why it's not a disease at all! Actually, Ludus is a common form of love. In other words, dearest Lyras, you have a crush on me! The great Q!
That's, impossible!
Apparently not.
But, what am I going to do about this, crush as you say?
Well, I'd like to inform you that I also am suffering from Ludus.
Wha- what do you m-mean?
I mean I like you Lyras, I might even love you.
Q...
Now I know how your Vulcan ethnics prefer no physical contact, but I can also tell by your body language, that your Human ethnics are begging you to kiss me. So which would you prefer?
Q, you are an ethereal being, meaning you're immortal, and I'm not.
C'mon Lyras, embrace your Human genetics, be spontaneous!
Fine. Why not?
Perfect!
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I'll see you later, for now I have much more important places to be.
I'll see you around?
Promise! 

I cant believe I just kissed Q! 

Computer? End Lieutenants Personal Log.