Millard Fillmore Campfire: Afternoon to Early Evening

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

When Worf awoke, he was surprised to find various communications from the Enterprise. While he was aware that in that timeline he was a fellow officer he did not expect them to know so much of his private life.

An additional surprise was a package that had arrived as gift from Commander Riker along with a note saying that he had picked it up while on an officer exchange program with a Klingon Battle Cruiser.

Worf responded to the greetings with a polite note, including a thank you to Commander Riker for the gift even though it was inappropriate to provide alcoholic beverages to teenagers.

He then embarked on the traditional hunt that he always took on this day returning to the cabin with cleaned and dressed venison roast that was now roasting over the campfire ring.

Various other dishes left over from the multi-cultural fair were also available as the venison roast finished cooking as well as a few bottles of Romulan Ale.

If it wasn't for the fact that this was Worf, people might think he was throwing a small party.

Yes. One might think that.

[Today is Worf's birthday so... kind of a party. Not that he'd admit that it is his birthday to anyone. Yes. Open.]

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[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

Smelling the food, Yakko had to come out and see what was going on. He did his best to sidle up on Worf before asking "Whatcha doooooooing?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf eyed the... creature suspiciously. "Cooking," he grunted. "Feel free to partake if you so wish."

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"Why?" Yakko asked.

Yes, it was going to be one of those comedy bits.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Because I said so," Worf replied somewhat baffled at the question.

Most people just ate. Or rather said "no thank you" once they saw the food.

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"Whyyyyyyyyyyy?" Yakko asked, with a look on his face that suggested that he REALLY wanted to know why somebody would say that for some reason even though the answer was so obvious and simple.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf glared at the... thing. "Because I simply wish to share the food!" he growled.

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"Well, you don't have to be so mean about it, Mister Grumpy," Yakko said, clearly offended by the tone. "It was just a question. And isn't that what a school is all about? Learning?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"My answer was clear and succinct," Worf grumbled. "You did not need to ask further queries. It was unnecessary."

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"I think your bad mood is unnecessary. But don't you worry, I can fix that! Have a balloon!" Yakko said, pulling a large, inflated red balloon out of his pocket and holding it out for Worf to take.

If Worf looked closely, he would see a drawing of Yakko and Worf smiling on the balloon with the letters "BFF" over their drawn heads.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf stared at the balloon for a good ten seconds in bafflement.

"How were you able to pull a fully inflated balloon with our images on it from your pocket?" he demanded to know. "And what exactly is a BFF?"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"See? This is how you handle questions. Take notes! Ahem. One: Like this!" Yakko said, doing it again. This time the image was of Worf and Yakko laughing jovially while pointing at each other in a friendly sort of way. "And two: BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!" Yakko leaped up at Worf to give him a big hug.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf was scowling now. Both at the balloon and the hugging.

"Stop that!" Worf shouted as he tried (unsuccessfully for some reason) to break the creatures embrace. "We are not friends!"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"Wait. Do you want to be..." Yakko said, letting go and glancing up at Worf with a look of confusion. "...more than friends? That's a big step. I don't think I'm ready for this. What will the network censors think?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"... What network are you talking about?" Worf snapped. "I don't even know you so I don't want anything more."

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"GASP!" Yakko shouted. He grabbed a pin from his pocket and popped the balloons. "You string me along and then just dump me. I can take a hint! I know when I'm not welcome!" Yakko started to walk away very sadly.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"I did NOT string you along!" Worf shouted. "You're the one who hugged me!"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"I've heard that one before!" Yakko called back, continuing to walk sadly. He didn't seem to be getting any farther away, though. Close inspection would reveal that he was walking in place.

"It adds to the drama," Yakko stage whispered to whatever audience might be reading this.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Who are you talking to?" Worf demanded.

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"That's not important," Yakko said, brushing the question off. "The important thing is what you're cooking. What is it, anyway?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Venison," Worf replied looking somewhat frustrated. "I hunted it down this morning."

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"It's not teal venison, is it?" Yakko checked.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"No. Don't be ridiculous," Worf replied. "Teal deer are a myth."

At least in his mind. Mostly because Worf never rambled on at length in the middle of the woods.

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"I think you jutht offended all the myther teal dearth by calling them girlth, Thylvethter," Yakko claimed. It was a stretch to get that pun, but Yakko was flexible.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Myth!" Worf said in a firm correcting tone. "Myth! And use proper diction!"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

Yakko sat down at a desk with a pen and notepad. He had clearly just written down everything Worf just said. "Would you like me to read that back to you, boss?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf glared at the... thing. "Where did those come from?"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"IKEA," Yakko answered. "Want an allen wrench? I have plenty."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"IKEA? ... Are you mad?"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm really pretty happy," Yakko answered. "You're the grumpypuss."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda smelled food and what might have been booze.

"Hey this is quite the spread." She didn't react much to Worf's appearance. She'd seen him around so it wasn't that much of a surprise.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan had no idea that it was Worf's birthday, but she stopped by the campfire when she saw him outside.

The roast venison actually smelled kind of good, unlike the leftover dishes from the fair.

"Hey, Worf, you did a great job yesterday at the fair."