by Cait N.

Geordi entered Data's quarters and stopped abruptly, not sure if
what he was seeing was real.

"Data?"

The furniture was pushed back against the bulkheads. In the middle
of the room sat a gigantic square container. It was filled with red
jello and Data sat in the middle of it, naked.

"At breakfast you said we should try something new."

"Yes..."

"Research shows that naked jello-wrestling turns some men on."

Geordi laughed and started stripping. He didn't have the heart to
tell Data it was women doing the wresting, not men. He did say he
wanted something new, after all.