"You are insane!"

Weyoun stared at Quark as if the Ferengi had grown another head. "Your plan won't work! We'll never make it to engineering!" Quark crossed his arms. "Oh? And why not? I know this station a lot better than you! We take the turbo lift and... " "I know where we are and where the turbo lift is!" the Vorta interrupted. "And between us and the lift are both the infirmary and Garak's shop!" Quark shrugged. "I know that. And both will provide enough distraction for us to get through." "Maybe", Weyoun replied. "But if not... If we get caught near any of these locations... You should know better than me what that means."

"For them, yes." Quark stepped over the remains of the destroyed Fix it-Sue. "But we should be save. It's Garak, not Dukat or Damar." "I don't feel save near any Cardassian!" Weyoun followed him reluctantly. "I bet they never slashed you with one of them." Quark shuddered. "A few times", he admitted. "But I tell you, Klingons are worse. Especially Worf." Weyoun stopped. "They... slashed... you... with Worf?!" he gasped. Quark turned around to see the Vorta was even paler than usual. He just nodded; the memories were too painful to tell any details. "Now come on. The sooner we get off the station and to another universe, the less we'll have to worry about... that."

A pointed energy beam from Weyoun's pistol almost strifed Quark's ear; a high pitched scream behind him. The Ferengi jumped around in shock, and saw the body of a Yaoi fangirl collapse near the corridor to Garak's shop. "There, I told you!" Weyoun yelled angrily. "Now listen to my plan, you big-eared freak!" "Look who's talking..." Quark grinned. "Why don't you get some pink contacts and disguise yourself as Anime-Gary Stu, space elf?" "Jealous of my ears?" Weyoun smiled sarcastically. "Don't worry, every other fanboi is, too."

Slowly, Quark raised his phaser to point at the obnoxious Vorta. Slowly, Weyoun pointed his gun at Quark. For a moment, time froze. Both stared at each other, anger glittering in their eyes. "Never. Call. Me. Fanboi. Again!" Quark hissed. "Never. Call. Me. Space. Elf. Again!" Weyoun mocked.

"OMG UR EARS R SO AWZUM!!!1!"

In the blink of an eye, both turned around, pointing the guns in the direction of the voice.

"U no I writed a fan fiction were Quaak gived uh-mox 2 u, Wayon!!1"

The rainbow-colored monster smiled a horrible, sadistic smile when it slowly came closer. "Blessed Enchequer!" Quark gasped. "A Magic-Yaoi-Sue-Fangirl!" "That's worse than Ninja Pirate Zombie Robot..." Weyoun stuttered. "Stop mocking me! Now is really not the time to argue!" Quark replied. "But if you still have a plan... NOW, I'm listening... big-eared freak!" Weyoun quickly looked over his shoulder, making sure no enemy was approaching behind them.

"To the security office!" he yelled and ran. Quark followed him quickly. "We lock ourselves in. The Founder will be able to fight it off!" "You're right!" Quark agreed. "He's usually paired with Kira, so he shouldn't pose a threat for us!" "Pf, what do you know with whom they pair Odo...!" Weyoun growled. "Got whipped by him, wearing a WWII uniform... Kira... You dreamer!" They had almost reached the office, but the Magic-Yaoi-Sue-Fangirl was still in pursuit. "Oh my, that's horrible!" Quark replied. "And you still wanna go to his office?!" "Of course!" Weyoun yelled over his shoulder. "He can take the form of the Female Changeling! That should protect him!"

They finally reached the security office; the doors slid open and Weyoun, followed by Quark, rushed through, straight for the cell block. "Consider the truce signed!" Weyoun shouted at Odo, who watched the scenario puzzled. "Wait! What's going on here?" he growled and got up from his desk to follow the two men he wanted to see in a brig since the day he first met them. To his suprise, that was exactly where they were when he arrived. "Quick, take the form of a female changeling!" Weyoun screamed in panic. Odo just watched him, still confused. "Or a rock! Or your bucket! Anything, just change your shape!" Quark added. He looked just as haunted as the Vorta.

"Well, I'm not in the mood for your games, Quark", Odo told him. "I'm just glad you finally accept your place and I don't have to go through the trouble of arresting you myself." "Arrest?!" Quark gasped. "We are in protective custody!"