Title: Don't Dream it - Be it
Author: Elf
E-mail: Le Ellette@aol.com
Size: 4 scenes, 33 pages including disclaimer
Status: Complete
Rating: Parts 1 - 3 are G/PG.  Part 4 is NC-17.  You don't need part 4 for
the rest of the story to make sense.
Codes: J/7, M (Movie Story), H (Humor)
Feedback: Definitely!  Pretty Please?
Archive: Infinity Complex and elsewhere (just tell me where, please)
Disclaimer: Star Trek characters don't belong to me, songs don't belong
to me. I  adapted one song at the end to fit in with the story.
Notes: This is a story with a f/f pairing.  If you are offended by such
pairings,  go elsewhere.  Thanks Aby for encouraging me. This is for everyone, but
  especially Aby {{{Aby}}}  I hope everyone gets a good laugh from it!!
Summary/Teaser: Seven gets ideas from watching The Rocky Horror Picture
  Show and talking with Captain Janeway.
Excuse for this story:  I have none.  Absolutely none.  I was not drunk,
sleep deprived, or on any type of medication (though maybe not being on  medication is my excuse).  This story is all me. It's what you get when you  trust me with a word processing program.  This is also my absolutely first    attempt at a female/female love scene (or the beginning of one).  I would like to thank Jeri (not Jeri Ryan!! LOL) and Casey, new AOL chat buddies for
  encouraging me and helping me with the last part.  You're both great!

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Scene I

< door chime >

    Kathryn Janeway, Captain of the Federation Starship USS Voyager, looked
up from the book of poetry she had spread across her lap towards the door,
the source of the noise that signaled someone wanted to come into her
quarters.  "Come in."  When Seven of Nine, Voyager's blond Astrometrics
officer, stepped inside just enough for the door to close behind her, Kathryn
sat up straighter.  "Seven, is there something I can do for you?"

    Seven scanned the room as her eyes quickly adjusted to the dimness.
"Captain, I would like to talk with you."

    /Talk?/  "Seven, is something wrong?"  Kathryn straightened her
shoulders, hoping Seven wouldn't notice it.

    "I am functioning within normal parameters, Captain.  I was wondering if
we could..." Seven hesitated a moment, unsure of herself. "...talk."

    Kathryn, hearing the uncertainty in Seven's voice, set her book aside and
motioned for Seven to sit down.  "Sit down, Seven."

    "Thank you, Captain."  Seven hesitantly sat down in one of the chairs in
front of and off to the side of the couch, her knees primly together, hands
folded in her lap.

    "What would you like to talk about, Seven?"  Kathryn pulled her legs
closer to her, thankful she had decided to wear her robe, but painfully aware
of the fact she wore no nightgown underneath it.

    "I am unsure of the movie that has been playing in the Holodeck,
Captain."  Seven leaned back a fraction, attempting to imitate Kathryn's
relaxed body language.

    Kathryn smiled, thinking of the evening the senior officers had shared:
The Rocky Horror Picture Show and then dinner in the Messhall.  "What don't
you understand about Rocky Horror, Seven?"

    "I fail to see how a movie about transvestite aliens, one of which who
attempts to make the perfect man, and showing a young couple hospitality is
considered a 'Halloween movie'."  Seven slanted her head slightly, the
implant over her left eye allowing her to see things on many levels.

    /That's Seven. Always to the point./  "Well, you see, Seven, Halloween
began in ancient times, when that time of the year was considered the
beginning of winter and the death of the God by many people.  It was the day
that the veil between the regular world and the underworld was thinnest and -"

    "I know the origin of Earth's Halloween, Captain.  I have researched the
phenomenon of Halloween extensively, both on Earth and the appearance of it
in many alien cultures, both in the Alpha Quadrant and the Delta Quadrant.
Halloween, especially on Earth in the 20th century, was a time for children
to dress up and receive candy.  Originally people dressed up to scare away
the evil spirits from the Underworld.  Once the Movie Industry began, in the
early 1900s, it was common for there to be scary movies shown, especially
during the time directly before, and during, Halloween.  I believe it was for
the 'trick or treaters' and public to get 'psyched' for Halloween."

    "That's right, Seven.  What don't you understand about Rocky Horror?"
Kathryn hid a smile, wondering why she always tried to teach Seven things
when the younger woman was always one step ahead of her in research.

    "I have seen Rocky Horror twice and read the script.  I also watched
other  horror movies from the 20th century, such as the Freddy Krueger
series, Edward Scissor Hands, The Exorcist, and 5 different remakes each  of
Bram Stoker's Dracula and Mary Shelley's Frankenstein.  While all were not
scary to me, I understand how many of them could be considered scary by 20th
century teens.  Few of them were as funny or silly as the crew of Voyager saw
The Rocky Horror Picture Show.  If the point of Halloween movies are to be
scary, why was The Rocky Horror Picture show so popular?"

    "Well, Seven, that's a bit complicated.  Rocky Horror originally failed
in the theaters, until it was shown at midnight to what later became known as
'Freaks.'  They started dressing up as characters, which led to others
dressing up, especially during Halloween."

    "And Rocky Horror Picture Show became popular because...?"  Seven
purposely let her voice trail off.

    "Well, part of the reason it became so popular was because it is fun and
silly.  But Rocky Horror also had a lot of good messages in it.  Don't be
afraid to be yourself, or do what you want, no matter how another may see
you.  Another reason Rocky Horror became popular is because it allowed people
to explore aspects of their sexuality which they couldn't in the 'regular'
part of their lives.  It gave them some freedom."

    "I understand now.  Thank you, Captain."  Seven stood up, ready to leave.

    "I'm glad I could help, Seven.  I'll see you tomorrow night?"

    Seven didn't attempt to hide the fact that she would prefer not to be at
the party.  "It is mandatory for the senior officers to be at the party,
Captain.  Of course you will."

    "Not just the party, Seven; you also need to do something for the talent
show."

    "I do?"

    "Yes, Seven.  We've talked about this before.  Even Tuvok is doing
something at the talent show, though he won't tell anyone what it is.
Apparently Harry thought it up."

    "If Tuvok is willing to participate, Captain, then I will as well..  I
must go decide on what I will do.  Good night, Captain."

    "Good night, Seven."  Seven left, leaving Kathryn wondering just what
Seven will decide on for the talent show.  Standing, Kathryn put her book on
one of the shelves and stepped into her bedroom.  Taking off her robe,
Kathryn blissfully slid between the cool sheets.  "Computer, lights off."
 

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Scene II

    "Hello, crew of Voyager!  Welcome to the Halloween SENIOR OFFICERS Talent
Show!!  We have singing, dancing, magic, everything you can think of!  All
performed by the command crew of this vessel.  This show is being taped, and
you can get a copy for your own personal viewing.  It's also being shown for
the next week for anyone to re-watch it, or if they haven't seen it before.
To begin tonight's festivities, here is the singing talents of our very own
Chief Engineer B'Elanna Torres!"  With that, Neelix, in a clown costume
complete with a rainbow wig, stepped to the far side of the stage to pull
back the dark blue curtains.  The curtains opened to reveal B'Elanna sitting
on a chair in the middle of the stage.  When the spot light hit her,
revealing that she was wearing a low cut red dress with thigh high slits on
both sides and 4" red heels.

    One of the audience wolf whistled, as taught by Tom Paris.

    B'Elanna, ignoring the whistler, kept her head down as the first strains
of the music filtered through the comm system and she began to sing.

        How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
        How do you rid the sweat, after the body's bliss?
        How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare?
        How do you block the sound
        Of a voice you'd know anywhere?

    B'Elanna lifted her head and looked at the audience as she continued.

        Oh, I really should have known
        By the time you drove me home
        By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual good-byes
        By the chill in your embrace
        The expression on your face, told me
        Maybe, you might have some advice to give
        How to be insensitive, insensitive ooh, insensitive

        How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
        How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
        How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
        How do you teach your heart
        It's a crime to fall in love again?

    "Nah, it's not a crime, Torres.  Come on, you can fall in love with me!"
B'Elanna raised her eyes to look at Ensign Natalie Purvis, who said that
remark.  Her eyes swept up and down Ensign Purvis' face, which had turned
beet red during B'Elanna's perusal.  Pointedly, B'Elanna also let her eyes
look over what else of Ensign Purvis' body she could see, which was a lot
since Ensign Purvis was in the 2nd row.  Without missing a beat, B'Elanna
filed away her looks and a note to look for her later.

        Oh, you probably won't remember me
        It's probably ancient history
        I'm one of the chosen few
        Who went ahead and fell for you
        I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
        I thought that you might have some advice to give,
        How to be insensitive

        Oh, I really should have known
        By the time you drove me home
        By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual good-byes
        By the chill in your embrace
        The expression on your face, told me
        Maybe, you might have some advice to give
        How to be insensitive, insensitive ooh, insensitive

    As the music faded, B'Elanna's head sunk down again, her arms curling
around her body.  The lights faded and the curtain slowly closed.  Neelix
stepped in front of the curtain again.  "Our Chief Engineer!"  The audience
continued applauding.  "Next we have a magic show from the Master Magician
Parisini!"  Neelix stepped to the side once more, pulling the curtains open.

    "Thank you, Thank you, Mr. Neelix!  Well, what a crowd we have here."
Tom Paris, A.K.A. the Master Magician Parisini, stepped forward as the
curtains fell back.  Tom was dressed in a 20th century tuxedo, complete with
top hat, and a red lined black cape.  "Well, what a beautiful woman we have
here!  A woman as beautiful as you deserves some flowers!"  Tom gave a flick
of his right wrist and gracefully pulled a small bouquet of fake flowers from
under his left sleeve, though the crowd didn't see it coming from his sleeve,
of course.   With a bow, he presented them to a blushing Ensign.

    "Now is time for the trick that all magicians must master.  I will put
this carrot," Tom held it up "into my hat, along with this book" Tom held up
a book on rabbits "and wave my wand over this hat, say the magic words, and
pull a rabbit out of my hat!  I know what you're thinking..  'He'll just have
one transported in,' right?  Wrong! For this trick, I will be behind a force
field, which Mr Neelix will activate.  No transporters used at all!"  Tom
stepped next to the table.  "Activate the transporter -- OOPS I mean activate
the force field, Mr Neelix!  Freudian slip, you know."  Once the field was
activated, Tom took of his hat, showed it to the audience, and placed the
book and carrot inside.  Covering it with a piece of fabric, Tom waved his
wand over it.  "Abracadabra!"  Tom looked inside, then at the audience with a
worried face.  "You know, I don't think I can do this alone.  Will you help?
On three."  Tom replaced the fabric over his hat.  "One, two, three.
ABRACADABRA!"  Cautiously, Tom lifted the fabric.  "It worked! It worked!" At
the audiences laughs, Tom cleared his throat.  "Well, of course it worked.
I'm a Master Magician, remember?  And here it is!"  With that, Tom lifted a
bright orange stuffed bunny rabbit out.  "What, you thought that I'd change
them into a *real* rabbit?  I'm a magician, not a miracle worker!"

    "Now, people, what would you like to see next?  A card trick?
Levitation?  A Great Escape?"  Not waiting for an answer, Tom called over to
Neelix.  "I need a volunteer from the audience."  A few people raised their
hands, but Tom picked one of the ones who didn't.  "Come on up, Megan
Delaney!"  Pulling a deck of cards off the table behind him, Tom shuffled
them and fanned them  "Pick a card, any card when I close my eyes.  Then show
it to the audience and put it back into the deck.  Anywhere in the deck."
With that, Tom closed his eyes.  Megan pulled a card from the deck and showed
it to the audience after seeing it herself.  Carefully, Megan put it back
into the deck.

    "You can open your eyes, now Master Magician Parisini."

    "Ah, yes.  Thank you, Ms. Delaney!"  Tom shuffled the cards quickly and
pulled a card off the top.   "Was your card the Ace of Diamonds?"

    "No."

    "What about the Ten of Hearts?"

    "No."

    "Three of Clubs?  Eight of Spades?  Ten of Diamonds?  Queen of Hearts?"
As Megan responded negatively to each of Tom's tries, Tom looked a little
more worried.  After the last time, Tom held up a hand and addressed the
audience.  "Well, my good fans, it looks like my Magician days are over!  Say
goodbye to the Master Magician Parisini!!"  With that, Tom's hands went up
and a cloud of grey smoke rose from the ground.  When the smoke disappeared,
The Master Magician Parisini was gone.  The curtains closed soon after that.

    "Well, that was certainly...unusual.  Let's give another round of
applause for the Master Magician Parisini, where ever he is!"  When the
audience had quieted down again, Neelix cleared his throat.  "Next we have
the singing talents of our very own Doctor!"  Neelix opened the curtains once
again, to reveal the Doctor in a pair of worn jeans, satin shirt left open to
reveal an expanse of bare chest, and a pair of standard boots.  When the
music started, some of the audience members familiar with the song began
clapping, snapping, or stomping their feet to the beat of the music.  All
through the song, the Doctor danced around the makeshift stage to the beat of
the music, having the time of his life.

        I've got sunshine
        On a cloudy day.
        When it's cold outside,
        I've got the month of May.

        Well, I guess you'll say
        What can make me feel this way?
        My girl.  (My girl, my girl)
        Talkin' 'bout my girl.  (My girl)
 
        I've got so much honey
        The bees envy me.
        I've got a sweeter song
        Than the birds in the trees.

        Well, I guess you'll say
        What can make me feel this way?
        My girl.  (My girl, my girl)
        Talkin' 'bout my girl.  (My girl)

        Ooooh, Hoooo.
 
        Hey, hey, hey.
        Hey, hey, hey.

        I don't need no money,
        Fortune or fame.
        I've got all the riches, baby,
        One man can claim.

        Well, I guess you'll say
        What can make me feel this way?
        My girl.  (My girl, my girl)
        Talkin' 'bout my girl.  (My girl)

        Talkin' bout my girl.
        I've got sunshine on cloudy day
        With my girl.
        I've even got the month of May
        With my girl.

        Talkin' bout, talkin' bout my girl . . .

    The song ended to the Doctor raising his arms up in the air, looking
towards the ceiling as he sung the last lines; giving the appearance of
telling the world about his girl.  The curtains fell closed on that scene.
"I don't know about you, people, but I for one never knew the Doctor could
sing anything but opera!  Next, we have another singer, Seven of Nine.
Apparently, she's been practicing a new singing style..."  Neelix pressed his
comm link.  "Seven, we're ready for you."  Instantly, music partially creepy
music started and Seven of Nine walked in from the farthest door.  Instead of
her normal hair do, she had her blond hair teased until it was in a wild
disarray, creating the effect of a halo around her head.

        How do you do
        I see you've met my faithful handyman
        He's a little brought down
        Because when you knocked
        He thought you were the candy man
        Don't get strung out by the way that I look
        Don't judge a book by its cover
        I'm not much of a man
        By the light of day
        But by night I'm one hell of a lover

    One of the male crew members yelled out from the back of the room "I'd
rather not take your word on that! Can you prove it to me tonight?"  Seven
responded to that by looking at him and dropping the act for a second,
raising her eyebrow.

    While singing this, Seven walked up the aisle towards the stage.  Once
she reached it, Seven turned and threw off her long cape, revealing an outfit
similar to Dr. Frank-N-Furter's in The Rocky Horror Picture Show:  a black
leather corset, with appropriate modifications made, of course, black
underwear, garters, fishnet stockings, 4" heels, drag queen makeup.. The
works.  As she finished the rest of the song, Seven danced around the stage
and the dance floor, where the audience was seated.

        I'm just a sweet Transvestite
        From Transsexual
        Transalvania.

        Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
        You look like you're both pretty groovie
        Or if you want something visual that's not too
        abysmal
        We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie

        You got caught with a flat
        Well how about that
        Well babie's don't you panic
        By the light of the night
        It'll all seem alright
        I'll get you a satanic mechanic.

        I'M JUST A
        SWEET TRANSVESTITE
        FROM TRANSSEXUAL
        TRANSALVANIA

    Seven prepared to get up in the middle of the next verse.  After getting
up, She went to the crewmen who had called out and danced in front of him.

        Why don'tcha stay for the night    (Computer - "night")
        Or maybe a bite            (Computer - "bite")
        I could show you my favorite obsession

    After a second of dancing, she sat down, straddling his lap and licked
her lips.  Lifting his dark blond air with a finger tipped with a long nail
painted in blood red polish, she opened her mouth slightly and her tongue
darted out again.

        I've been making a man
        With blond hair and a tan
        and he's good for relieving my tension.

    Seven quickly got up and made her way back to the stage, singing and
dancing again.

        I'M JUST A
        SWEET TRANSVESTITE
        FROM TRANSSEXUAL
        TRANSALVANIA

        I'M JUST A
        SWEET TRANSVESTITE
        FROM TRANSSEXUAL
        TRANSALVANIA

    Seven once again walked to the door, leaving her cape on the stage.
Turning right before she reached the door, Seven continued.

        So come up to the lab
        and see what's on the slab
        I see you shiver with anticipation
        But maybe the rain
        Is really to blame
        So I'll remove the cause but not the symptom.

    With that, Seven backed out of the door, which quickly shut behind her.
Neelix stepped forward as the curtain closed to the clapping of the audience;
it was a mix of polite clapping and genuine; they obviously didn't know
exactly what to think.  "That definitely wasn't expected!  But let's give her
another round of applause.  Next in our talent show is Lt. Commander Tuvok
and Ensign Harry Kim.  The curtain opened, as Harry Kim walked out on stage,
his hand on Tuvok's back.  Sitting down, he 'positioned' Tuvok so Tuvok was
sprawled on Harry's lap.

    'How's everyone tonight?"  Harry asked, his hand still on Tuvok's back.

    "Things are definitely looking up, Harry!"  Joe Carey, one of the
engineers, yelled from the middle of the crowd.

    "That's great to hear."  Setting Tuvok aside, Harry stood up.  "Like my
costume?  I designed it myself."  Harry was wearing an old fashioned tuxedo
with black sequins down the lapels.  Paired with it, he had a tomato red
1940s style dress shirt with ruffles and black and white shoes.

    "Yeah, we can tell!  Bad taste, as always."  Jenny Delaney shouted out
from the back.  (She'd already had too much to drink.)  The rest of the
audience snickered in appreciation.

    Harry, unfazed by the insults and laughter, turned back.  Putting his
hand on Tuvok's back, he 'lifted' him up.  "Like my doll?  I found the
pattern in the replicator."

    "Isn't it supposed to look like you, Harry?"

    "Yeah.. But I liked this look better.  Shall we get on with the show?"

    "A Vulcan dressed up in that outfit is show enough!"  Tuvok was dressed
in a pink ballerina's dress with a crown and silver wand (Obviously, the
outfit was picked out by Harry).

    Tuvok, silent until now, spoke in a high falsetto.  "It is better than
any of the outfits you wear, Crewman."

    The crewman, a tall well-built Ensign who prided himself on his good
looks and popularity, sat up straighter.  "Harry, are you going to let your
doll talk to me that way?"

    Harry shrugged his shoulders and lifted one hand out.  "Don't look at me,
he has a mind of his own.  Maybe you should apologize?"

    "Me? Apologize to a doll?"

    Tuvok once again chimed in.  "Yes, yes apologize to the doll. Apologize
to the doll." Tuvok's voice went deeper, a growl entering it.  "Or else
you'll regret it."

    "Lulu!  Behave yourself." To the audience, Harry apologized.  "I'm really
sorry.  I thought all the kinks were worked out.  Obviously, they aren't."

    "Kinks?  Kinks?  I'll give you kinks!"  Tuvok's falsetto voice was
raising with each word.

    "Lulu!"

    "All right.  I will stop.  I apologize to everyone in the audience."

    "Much better, Lulu."  Harry ignored the comment Carey threw out about
Harry knowing how to tame wild cross-dressing Vulcan steeds.  "What shall we
do first for the audience?"

    "How about a song?  I know just the one."  Tuvok cleared his throat."
"I'm a little tea pot, short and stout.  Here is my handle," Tuvok lifted his
right arm as Harry interrupted.

    "No, no, no, no.  Lulu, it has to be a funny song, not a children's song!"

    "Oh.  I misunderstood."  Tuvok cleared his throat in an exaggerated
manner.  "I'm a little acorn brown, lying on the cold, hard ground, everyone
steps on me, that's why I'm cracked, you see.  I'm a nut (click, click), I'm
a nut (click, click), I'm a nut, I'm a nut, I'm a nut (click, click)."

    "Lulu!"

    "What?"

    "It was supposed to be a funny song!"

    Jenny Delaney spoke up again.  "Like a Vulcan knows how to be funny!"

    Joe responded to Jenny's comment quickly.  "Jenny! Look at how he's
dressed!  Obviously they do know how to be funny; they just don't want to!"

    Tuvok, ignoring them, continued.  "That is a funny song."

    "Says who?"

    "Says me.  You just don't know how to be funny, Mr. Harry Kim."

    "I don't know how to be funny?!?"  Harry's eyes widened in shock.

    "At least you admit it."  If it was possible for a Vulcan, any Vulcan,
but especially one dressed in a pink ballerina's outfit, to look smug, Tuvok
would look it at that moment.

    "I do not!"

    "But you already did."

    Giving up, Harry sighed.  "Should we tell them a joke?"  Harry jerked his
head to the audience.

    "No."

    "Why not?"

    "Because I don't want to."

    "Lulu, come on!  We have to do something."

    "I don't care.  I don't want to tell a joke."

    "Than we'll do something else. Do you have any ideas?"

    "Yes."

    Harry waited.  "Well, tell me!"

    "No."

    "Why not?"

    "It's a surprise.  I have to show you."

    "Okay, then show me."

    "I will."  With that, Tuvok jumped up from Harry's lap and ran to get an
old fashioned water gun.  Holding it like a decompression rifle, Tuvok ran
through the crowd towards the exit spraying everyone, but paying particular
attention to Jenny Delaney and Joe Carey.  Running out the door, you could
hear his voice, still in high falsetto.  "I warned ya you'd regret it and
that I was a nut!!!"  with a maniac giggle.

    Harry, who had been sitting calmly on the stage, got up to run after him.
 "I better go catch him.  Who knows what Lulu could get into?!?  Thanks for
watching!!"  With that, Harry slipped out the door, immediately getting
sprayed from the hallway on the way out.

    "Well, that was fun, wasn't it, everyone?"  Said Neelix as he dabbed his
eyes.  "I certainly didn't expect those last two acts!  They were kept secret
from everyone.  Last, but definitely not least, is Commander Chakotay and
Captain Janeway!"  The curtain opened to reveal Kathryn Janeway lying on a
metal table in the center and to the back of the stage..  From the left came
a voice..

        I was working in the lab late one night
        When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
        For my monster from his slab began to rise
        And suddenly to my surprise

    Chakotay, dressed in a 1970s style shirt with a white lab coat and
regular pants and wearing glasses walked from the side.  As he walked around
the table singing, Kathryn, made up as a monster, rose from the table and
started singing the chorus.

        He did the mash                 (Kathryn)
        He did the monster mash         (Chakotay)
        The monster mash
        It was a graveyard smash
        He did the mash
        It caught on in a flash
        He did the mash
        He did the monster mash

    Kathryn stopped singing and dancing as Chakotay continued singing, giving
the drooped look of a puppet whose strings have been cut.

        From my laboratory in the castle east
        To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
        The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
        To get a jolt from my electrodes

    Kathryn once again started dancing 'The Monster Mash' as she sang the
chorus.  The rest of the audience joined in, singing with both her and
Chakotay.

        They did the mash               (Kathryn)
        They did the monster mash       (Chakotay)
        The monster mash
        It was a graveyard smash
        They did the mash
        It caught on in a flash
        They did the mash
        They did the monster mash

        The zombies were having fun
        The party had just begun
        The guests included Wolf Man
        Dracula and his son

        The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
        Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
        The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
        With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"

        They played the mash
        They played the monster mash
        The monster mash
        It was a graveyard smash
        They played the mash
        It caught on in a flash
        They played the mash
        They played the monster mash

    Once again, Kathryn stopped dancing, this time dropping to one knee on
the floor as she lowered her head, as Chakotay continued singing.

        Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
        Seems he was troubled by just one thing
        He opened the lid and shook his fist
        And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"

    Kathryn and Chakotay once again sang together, crew joining in.  This
time, however, some of the crew members stood up from their chairs and tried
dancing to the Mash.

        It's now the mash               (Kathryn)
        It's now the monster mash           (Chakotay)
        The monster mash
        And it's a graveyard smash
        It's now the mash
        It's caught on in a flash
        It's now the mash
        It's now the monster mash

    Yet again, Kathryn stopped dancing, though she did begin creeping towards
the side of the stage, as Chakotay sang a verse alone.

        Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
        And my monster mash is the hit of the land
        For you, the living, this mash was meant too
        When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you

    Singing together, they completed the song.  The youngest crew member and
Bridge Assistant, Naomi Wildman, was also on the stage, as Kathryn had pulled
her up onto the stage while Chakotay had been singing his last solo.  Naomi,
dressed as a 20th century Anime character, Sailor Moon, danced the Mash with
Kathryn, her hair waving and threatening to come out of the two high
pigtailed buns it was pulled up in.

        Then you can mash
        Then you can monster mash
        The monster mash
        And do my graveyard smash
        Then you can mash
        You'll catch on in a flash
        Then you can mash
        Then you can monster mash

    The song ended with Kathryn, Chakotay, and Naomi dancing around the
stage, doing 'The Mash.'  On the last note, all three froze and the curtains
closed.  Neelix stepped up onto the stage in front of the curtains.
"Wonderful!"  When the clapping died down, Neelix spoke up again.  "Everyone
in the talent show, please assemble on the stage for a final applause."
Neelix waited five minutes before opening the curtains once more.  Assembled
on stage was the entire Senior staff, still in costume.  They easily joined
hands and bowed to the applause.  After they all bowed twice, Kathryn stepped
forward and spoke.

    "I hope you enjoyed this, everyone!  We certainly enjoyed doing it for
you!"  As she said that, Kathryn looked down the line to Tuvok and Harry and
raised an eyebrow.  Getting no response to her silent question, she shrugged
and looked back to the audience, clearing her throat.  "See you at the
party!!!"

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