It was a calm Sunday on the bridge of the Enterprise 1701-D, after a simple cartography scan mission at the edge of the Federation space, the only 3 remaining crew members at the bridge were Data, ensign Noble and La Forge (who were there just to run a few simulations of the new warp core adjustments).

In his ready room, the captain rested, drinking his Earl Gray tea and recording his daily Log.

Captain’s log
Star Date 47632.2

The mission went well, despite the small gravitational anomalies we founded, noting happened and we are now on our way back to the Federation Outpost 42 and…

All of the sudden, a bright flash of light filled the room.

“Computer, stop recording.”

He looked around, nothing.

Well, must have been a pulsar or my mind playing tricks. He Thought.

“Computer, resume recor-”

“Hello Jean-Luc!”
The captain dropped his tea at the ground and looked to the source of that voice
“Q!!!”

“Oh! You remember me! How sweet of you!”

“What are you doing here?”

“Well…” He began to explain “There was I, walking through the core of a Neutron Star, when I though “What is that my favorite captain is doing right now?”, Then, I decided to check!”

Picard had a serious look on his face.

“You know I won’t buy such explanation.”

“Yes, I do.” Q said, with that sarcastic face of his “But if I told you the exact reason behind every one of my visits, it wouldn’t be fun, would it?”

Picard and Q starred at each other for about ten seconds, before Jean-Luc asked again

“What. Do. You. Want. With. Me?”

“I. Want. Fun!”

Jean-Luc sighed.

“I don’t have time for this.” He said, taking the cup of tea from the ground and walking towards the replicator to get another Earl Gray, if Q was going to insist on this nonsense, he was going to need to a nice tea to calm down.

“You know Picard” Said Q “The thing is I just remembered I never took you on a trip through a parallel universe, so I decided to do so!”

Picard kept his serious look.

“Q, you know I don’t want to-“

“Yes! Yes, I know! But that is the fun part! If it was planned it wouldn’t be an adventure!”

“*face palm*”

“Oh, c’mon! What happened to the “Explore strange new worlds and seek out for new civilizations?”

“I prefer to do so from the Enterprise Bridge, thanks!”

“Why, Piccard, WHY?!? Your antecessor was so much more energetic!” Q said, materializing a picture of James T. Kirk “He actually beamed down to planets instead of ordering his crew to do so!”

“It was a different time Q; it was almost 80 year ago!”

“That is no reason for you not to do so!”

Piccard sighed; he knew that Q wouldn’t give up in his attempt to annoy him. But he wouldn’t give up on resisting as well.

“For the last time Q: Get. Of. My. Ship!”

“Ok!”

A flash of light suddenly filled the room with light, but instead of finding himself alone on his ready room, Piccard founded himself along with Q in what seemed like a dark corridor, with several doors on each side, extending for what seemed like an infinite number of miles.
Each door had a combination of a maximum of 4 symbols on each, they varied from simple things (like a stick-man), to extremely complex ones, with seemed like a series of concentric circles, curves and dots, which appeared be part of very advanced type of alien-hieroglyphically based language.

“Now, which one should I send you to?” Q said

“Q!!!!”

“Don’t worry Picard; I am not going to put you on any kind of dangerous situation, unless you put yourself into one” Q said, with that characteristic sarcastic smile of his on his face.
Piccard was going to start a sentence, but Q interrupted and said:

“Don’t worry about the Enterprise; I’ll make sure that they won’t run into any sort of trouble myself.” He said, with a more serious look on his face.

“Q, I don’t care if you are going to turn the Enterprise’s hull into pure gold! GET ME BACK TO MY SHIP!!!”

Q didn’t even listen to Picard; he seemed too busy picking a door.
He stopped in front of that door that had the alien-hieroglyph, plus a box, a bow tie and what seemed like a screwdriver handle with a light at the point.

“Nope! If I do this, I am going to turn that 2 hearted chaotic-messiah mad for good.”

He kept walking through the corridor, Picard being forced to follow due the lack of alternatives and the fact that Q didn’t seem to be unable to hear anything else other than his own thoughts.
He tried to start an argument with Q a few more time, with no avail.

He stopped again in front of two doors, one had a crowbar, a lambda, a radiation warning and what seemed as a stick-man running through a hole. The second had a crystal, an armored solider, a humanoid creature with no mouth and almost double the size of the solider and an somewhat bizarre creature that looked like the cross of a flea with an octopus.
On both those doors, Q stopped, thought, and left it behind with a face of disapproval.
He finally stopped and smiled at a door after rough 20 minutes, with an smile so large that went almost all the way to his ears.

“This will do perfectly!”

The door had a smile face, a sun, a moon and what seemed the cross between a unicorn and a Pegasus.

“Q, I am going to tell you one last time: GET ME BACK TO MY SHIP!”

“Now,” Q said, as if Piccard didn’t talk at all “when you get there you are going to feel some pain and your body will start to glow in an aura of white light. But don’t worry; your body will be just adjusting himself to the new environment. Bye!!!”

And Q pushed Piccard trough the door.

“Q!!!”

“Have fun!” Q said, waving to Picard as he fell through what seemed an entire universe.

He landed in what seemed like a small forest.

“Merde, maintenant j’ AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

His sentence was cut short by an excruciating pain. Then (just as Q told) his body started to glow in a bright white light. He passed out.
When he woke up, for some reason he could not walk on his feet, only with his four limbs on the ground. But as he looked to his hands, he realized the why:

They were hooves.