"Say whaaaaaaaaaa...?" Okay, so maybe it's not the greatest first contact introduction. It's no "One small step," or "We come in peace," and it's definitely no "Take me to your leader," but for all the weird voodoo someone starts to expect when they've been working for the Warehouse long enough, getting zapped into another dimension still isn't something the manual prepares you for. Or maybe it is. He doesn't know, he hasn't read it all yet. But he has read it, so ha! Take that, Mrs. F.
Wait, where was he? Oh yeah. "...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" He looks to the left. He looks to the right. He looks to the left again NO, FAKE-OUT! Back to the right. Pete is turning in circles like a dog that's just lost its favorite tennis ball. "Uh. Guys?"
They were just here a minute ago. "... Are we on the Enterprise? Guys?"
001.
"Zoinks!" Pete says, gripping the back wall. Right, so this whole starship Enterprise thing is uh-mazing. He's already pissed off two Klingons and asked Captain Picard if he can rub his head for luck, so there's his bucket list taken care of. But it's just now dawning on him that the turbolifts aren't supposed to do what they just did. "Ruh-roh."
Is he trapped in a turbolift on the Enterprise? Is this for real happening?
Don't mind the stranger in the corner who is not panicking, because he's too busy laughing with glee. We promise he isn't dangerous.
Pete Lattimer || Warehouse 13, post-canon || OTAAAA
Endless. Wonder.
Ping!
"Say whaaaaaaaaaa...?" Okay, so maybe it's not the greatest first contact introduction. It's no "One small step," or "We come in peace," and it's definitely no "Take me to your leader," but for all the weird voodoo someone starts to expect when they've been working for the Warehouse long enough, getting zapped into another dimension still isn't something the manual prepares you for. Or maybe it is. He doesn't know, he hasn't read it all yet. But he has read it, so ha! Take that, Mrs. F.
Wait, where was he? Oh yeah. "...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" He looks to the left. He looks to the right. He looks to the left again NO, FAKE-OUT! Back to the right. Pete is turning in circles like a dog that's just lost its favorite tennis ball. "Uh. Guys?"
They were just here a minute ago. "... Are we on the Enterprise? Guys?"
001.
"Zoinks!" Pete says, gripping the back wall. Right, so this whole starship Enterprise thing is uh-mazing. He's already pissed off two Klingons and asked Captain Picard if he can rub his head for luck, so there's his bucket list taken care of. But it's just now dawning on him that the turbolifts aren't supposed to do what they just did. "Ruh-roh."
Is he trapped in a turbolift on the Enterprise? Is this for real happening?
Don't mind the stranger in the corner who is not panicking, because he's too busy laughing with glee. We promise he isn't dangerous.