TNG 3-sentence fic

[archersangel]

They had used every cutting tool available on the ship, but nothing had been able to cut the meter-long chain that bound Q's left ankle to Picard's right.

"I told you that nothing can break the chain until the Continuum decides that my punishment is ended." Q said with a sigh as Geordi & Data planed their next move quietly nearby.

"Are you sure that you are the one being punished?" Picard asked, slumping down in the nearest chair.