Double-time

Who: Zack, Cubie, Cerebrum
Where: The Conference Room
When: Now sounds good
-----Snip-----
Cerebrum shook himself out of his reminiscence. "Now, as holograms are not,
ah, biologically equipped for children, and I'm not being vitalist, just
stating a fact; have you ever considered adoption?" Cerebrum said, leaning
back in his chair. Of course they hadn't, why would they consider something
that would make his job easier. "The other option is that we go back (or
forward) in time, and find a way to make Cubie into a living being rather
than a hologram."
-----End Snip-----
Cubie sighed. "Many times. But we've always run afoul of red tape.
Apparently a space-time fugitive and a sometimes homicidal holographic
accountant are less than ideal clients for the adoption agencies."
Zack shrugged. "Maybe Owen would write us a letter of recommendation?"
Cubie snorted. "Sure. He could scrawl it in green beer on the back of
a burnt menu."
Zack looked back at Cerebrum. "What did you say about shifting in time
to make Cubie a living being?"
Cerebrum smiled, though the thought of mucking about the timeline was
less than appealing to him. "We could slide along the timeline to a point
where Cubie was alive, then transfer consciousnesses."
Cubie shook her head. "Two problems. One - I was never alive. I'm a
programmed holographic level four STCP field accountant. And two - if we
DID find me alive and in the flesh somewhere, wouldn't she object to being
stuffed back into a hologram's projector? I know I would. and when I
object to something, things get ugly."
Zack and Cerebrum though back to the rampage of the Cubiepede, then
shuddered.
<Reply - Cerebrum>
~Zack & Cubie~
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Who: WW, Phil, MP, the bridge crew, the 'other' Zack & Cubie
Where: the Drive Room
When: Whenever it fits in
Zack and Cubie stomped out the last smoldering remains of the fur that
had fallen off of White Wolf's backside.
Cubie shook her head. "You don't understand. THIS Zack isn't-"
Zack covered her mouth again. "Certainly, Captain. Just let me get
back into uniform."
Zack whisked Cubie down the passageway leading away from the drive
room. Finally, he released Cubie's mouth, which was just as well, seeing as
how she had decided to bite him.
"YeeeOUCH!"
Cubie smiled. "Serves you right."
Zack hopped around, holding his injured hand. "Yikes, but that
smarts!"
Cubie grinned. "And think if I'd been serious. You'd only me able to
count to seven without taking your shoes off."
Her smile faded. "But what do you know about being the first officer
of the Blue Dwarf? You botched it badly last time."
"Ah! Therein lies my strategy. Rather than let the other Zack do it,
I'm going to learn from experience and do it myself, specifically avoiding
the pitfalls from the lat time."
Cubie blinked. "You know, that's got to be the most well-thought plan
you've ever voiced in my presence."
"You think so?" Zack beamed.
"No."
"HEYYY!"
~Zack2 & Cubie2~