Totally made up, never really happened, and I can prove that it never happened. But here's how I became a blockhead.
Part One: The Reveal.
"Seven of Seven, take received information to One of Six and report to One of Two upon completion for preparations to be assimilated into the next level of the consciousness."
"Acknowledged, One of Seven."
Seven of Seven disconnected itself from the data transfer station and proceeded down the walkway towards the bowls of the base. The information it contained was one of vital importance to the Borg as reports of a strange race had in fact found a way to resist assimilation. This information contained reports of many sectors of the Borg conscious as well as stolen and intercepted transmissions between any and all races that had encountered this new race of beings.
Seven of Seven waited outside the main reception chamber door knowing when it's turn in que approached, the door would open and it could enter without disruption of the Borg who was transmitting it's data into the collective.
Seven of Seven's data could not go into the main collective, however, as it had not been fully translated or even analyzed. These tasks always went to the One of control in the sector the data involves. Certain nodes such as these were responsible for translation and analysis of received data. Seven of Seven was waiting for an expected transfer due to a request from the Borg Queen itself.
Suddenly there was a tremendous blast of clicks, bells and flashes of light all about the waiting area where Seven of Seven was. Several Borg left their stations and began walking towards the external sections of the base. Seven of Seven could not move as it's instructions were embedded into it's matrix. Besides that the collective needed the data it contained to prove that resistance was indeed futile.
By the time the door opened there were only three Borg in the area, the rest having taken their emergency data into their function in order to defend the base. This base had been established over a hundred years ago on a large moon way out on the outskirts of the universe, as far as earthlings understands the universe, and Seven of Seven was assimilated into the collective at the initial attack of the Borg. The being it used to be had contained vital information as to the opening of a new dimension which did not follow standard laws of science, nature or even life itself. Seven of Seven had once been second in command and equal to the leader and founder of this new world. It knew everything from the start of the Borg attack which caused this planet's assimilation to be almost instantaneous. The leader died in an explosion but was assimilated much later than Seven of Seven.
According to Seven of Seven's memory this new human outpost was established in order to follow up on signals received from a planet which only became visible once a solar revolution. Being way out from the sun it's revolutions were, in contrast to Earth time, every one hundred years. The Borg were already making their way into orbit of this moon when the time of the planet revolution brought it into vision, but merely for a fraction of a second.
Maintaining it's assimilation of the moon, the Borg instantly began transmitting into the collective revelations of this new planet. The Borg Queen instantly began transmitting plans to the transmitting Borg ship of assimilating this new world.
Seven of Seven stepped into the reception room and stuck it's arms out to fit into the receptors it was about to back into. This much data had literally taken up every sector of memory and storage in it's being, even taking up room Seven of Seven's weapons software and repairing systems would have used. It backed up with one step and instantly all the data it contained was now available for One of Six to access. In fact all the Borg in this sector had access at that instant for the amount of data covered more than they expected.
Suddenly One of Six spoke, "Seven of Seven, One of Two is expecting you for reassignment. Wait for Two of Two outside for escort."
"Acknowledged One of Six."
Seven of Seven had transmitted all of it's data at this point and was already receiving back data for weapons and repairing systems, as well as visual and other systems which had given up it's data to accept the new information for transport. By the time One of Six had spoken all data had been restored and magnetic clamps released their hold.
Seven of Seven stepped back into the reception room and stood to one side to wait. It didn't have to wait long for Two of Two came within moments, walking at a furious pace. "Seven of Seven, follow and be aware of the following."
"Acknowledged." As Seven of Seven began walking behind Two of Two it received data transmissions directly from Two of Two. It had already received the data from One of Six and all it represented. Seven of Seven now had the information it required to understand it's new expected function. Somehow none of it made any logical sense, but it trusted the collective all this time so this new data had no real meaning to it at all until One of Two could clarify...
If God is my Pilot and fully in control of the flight, I guess that makes me a Steward on the plane. How may I serve you?