[originally posted 9/15/2006]
Agent Carl gasped when he looked outside and saw that Nelson was gone.
"Oh my," he purred, again, "what have I done?" Obviously, Agent Carl thought the STF had misfired and hit her trusty master/pet, killing him instantly, but was immediately proven wrong when he saw Nelson's silhouette running in the distance. And then he said, "Oh no, what have I done" because, as we all know, or at least as the cat knew, Nelson's prophecy could not come true without the cat.
And, by the way, STF stands for Scratch Track Fidelity, it's a high-pitch audio wave out of the range of human hearing that is pulverizing to anyone it comes in contact with. It's highly accurate. Usually.
Carl hopped off the sofa and chased after Nelson.
But he would be too late. The army was assembled and had established a perimeter around the spaceship, waiting for a command from The General, who was then crying over Herboglitz's cold, dead body.
Nelson jumped over the army and blasted into the spaceship. The Romulon aliens were quite startled. They had never seen a human man close up.
"He's ugly," the dentist with hair that looked like asparagus said.
The aliens parted, and Nelson saw Cordova. And just before he fainted at the feet of the alien dentists, who would momentarily look inside his mouth and find that he had eight unfilled cavities, he heard her say this:
"Don't we have a date tonight?"
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