Party Time

Posted on Tue Jul 25th, 2023 @ 5:49pm by Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key

Mission: Albion, on Ice!
Timeline: Present

:ON:
{Ice Rink}

Key: ::Moving with purpose towards the security team::

Vendor: “Hot dogs! Get your hot dogs! Freshly made hot dogs! Made with the finest Cardassian pigs! 20% meat, 70% gristle, 10% hair, 100% tasty! Geeeet your hotdogs!”

Key: ::Gets distracted:: “Yes sir! I’ll take a hot dog!”

Vendor: “One hot dog? Why not two?”

Key: “Why not three!” ::Licks his lips:: “Slather those things in ketchup and mustard for me will you!”

Vendor: ::Hands key the trio of hotdogs, all swimming in onions and condiments::

Key: ::Devours all three in quick succession, hardly chewing::

Vendor: “I must say sir, I’ve never seen a man eat hotdogs the way you do. You seemed to just let the whole thing slide down your throat in one go. Bun and all.”

Key: ::Smug:: “It’s a talent.”

Vendor: “Well good day to your, sir.” ::Turns away:: “Hot dogs! Get your hot dogs right here!”

Key: “Now, where was I going?”


:OFF:
Commander Don Key
Flight Control Officer
USS Albion