Pun-ishment 18
by Rob Morris

JULY, 2365

USS ENTERPRISE, NCC-1701-D

After Beverly's final beam-out, Wes slowly walked off. Data asked a question.

"Captain, is it wise to keep Wesley in those large quarters? I am told this can reinforce loneliness."

"Data, our new CMO prefers smaller quarters, and Wesley's transition will be harsh enough as it stands. Still..."

Outside the Crushers' door, Picard pointed.

"Data, listen for sobbing or pain. Privacy aside, he must not be let alone."

Data did just that, and then reported.

"I hear music, sir. A ballad offering instruction."

"What kind of instruction?"

"It seems that Wesley is to take some old records off the shelf."