the borg have a plan

seven of nine came for a visit today. she brought with her a bunch of friendly-looking borg who began to quietly assimilate our furniture, until seven noticed their doings and told them to stop it.

they’re going on an expedition. some planet is resisting them, and she wants to know if we’d like to join her. hatboy’s a bit dubious. he says his project is almost finished, and he would much prefer to spend his time tinkering.

she tells him that there’ll be plenty of pillaging.

he asks when we’re leaving.

after being transported to the borg cube, hatboy shakes his head and mutters, “how do i get into these messes?”

i grin at him and pat his shoulder. “resistance is futile,” i tell him.