AN: this is the sequal to Happy Space Nazis. If you haven't read that, I suggest you do. This story can be read alone, but you might be lost in a few places because of some references to the other story. But hey, I don't care how you read it as long as I get reviews! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own Startrek, as much as I wish I did, cause then it'd be soooo much better and there'd be soo much more Chekov! I do, however, own Johnsen, Gracie, and Roper. Well...Roper's my ex-boyfriend so feel free to take him and torture him as much as you want. The other two you must have permission for. So...yeah...
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CAPTAIN'S looooooooog: stardate: 2729: things are (dp) almost back to normal her on (dp) The Enterprise...
"Captain. I have detected a planet approximately 7.224 lightyears away. I believe it would be a good place for shore leave and study."
"I see (dp) Spock. (dp) put it (dp) on screeeeeeeeen," Kirk was once more in his 'sexy pose'.
On screen, a tie-dyed planet appeared.
"What (dp) PLANET is this, (dp) Mr. Spock?"
"The planet of the Depressed Space Hippies, Captain."
"I see. Let us (dp) BEAM DOOOOOOOOOOWN (dp) to the (dp) planet."
Kirk, Sulu, Spock, and Chekov went to the turbolift to go down to the transporter room.
They walked into the transporter room, meeting Dr.McCoy, three redshirts, and a female engineer. One of the redshirts was looking nervously at the engineer who was glaring evilly at the redshirt and handleing a repair tool as though she were going to use it for things the designers never intended.
"Are you (dp) READY Dr. (dp) McCoy?"
"dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a death crazed trucker!"
Spock nodded and translated, "I see. He is ready, Captain."
Everyone got onto the transporter pad and Kyle (I mean the Almighty Taco God...) beamed them down.
They were immediantly surrounded by hippies on all sides. At once, 2 of the redshirts were killed.
Dr.McCoy knelt down to check their vital signs, "They're dead, Jim."
The redshirt sho was left looked again at the female nervously, "Uh...Captain...permission to die, sir."
Kirk looked at the blonde redshirt, "Permission (dp) DENIIIIIIIIIED!"
The redshirt mumbled nervously under his breath, "damn crazed exgirlfriend. She's gonna kill me."
"Redshirt Roper!" The female engineer had an evil glint in her eyes.
"Uh...y-yes, Ensign Gracie?"
"Come here, please."
"Um...if you don't mind, ...I'd rather not..."
The head hippy came to the captain, "'Sup, dude? Sorry 'bout the killin', man," he had a slow, sad talk, "but ya know, man. Society is just makin' us like this man."
"Yes (dp) dude. I (dp) UNDERSTAND MAAAAAAAN."
Sulu looked around and saw it. It. The biggest, cushionyist spinny/rolly chair he had ever seen.
He walked slowly to it, taking it in all its glory.
"It's magnificiant, isn't it, man?" A blonde hippy woman stood beside it, "It is our god. We worship it by spinning in smaller versions of it."
He gasped in amazement, "Can I worship with you?!"
"Sure, dude, anyone's welcome." They walked off, hand in hand, toward the house of the smaller spinny chairs, narrowly avoiding Roper who was being chased by Gracie.
"Come here, you Dumkopf! I want to rip you limb from limb!"
Suddenly the Almighty Spinny Chair burst into flames. Sulu fell to his knees, "NOOOOOOOOOO!" He started sobbing.
"Johnsen!"
Oops...
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AN: There one chapter down, six more to go...
Disclaimer: I don't own Startrek, as much as I wish I did, cause then it'd be soooo much better and there'd be soo much more Chekov! I do, however, own Johnsen, Gracie, and Roper. Well...Roper's my ex-boyfriend so feel free to take him and torture him as much as you want. The other two you must have permission for. So...yeah...
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CAPTAIN'S looooooooog: stardate: 2729: things are (dp) almost back to normal her on (dp) The Enterprise...
"Captain. I have detected a planet approximately 7.224 lightyears away. I believe it would be a good place for shore leave and study."
"I see (dp) Spock. (dp) put it (dp) on screeeeeeeeen," Kirk was once more in his 'sexy pose'.
On screen, a tie-dyed planet appeared.
"What (dp) PLANET is this, (dp) Mr. Spock?"
"The planet of the Depressed Space Hippies, Captain."
"I see. Let us (dp) BEAM DOOOOOOOOOOWN (dp) to the (dp) planet."
Kirk, Sulu, Spock, and Chekov went to the turbolift to go down to the transporter room.
They walked into the transporter room, meeting Dr.McCoy, three redshirts, and a female engineer. One of the redshirts was looking nervously at the engineer who was glaring evilly at the redshirt and handleing a repair tool as though she were going to use it for things the designers never intended.
"Are you (dp) READY Dr. (dp) McCoy?"
"dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a death crazed trucker!"
Spock nodded and translated, "I see. He is ready, Captain."
Everyone got onto the transporter pad and Kyle (I mean the Almighty Taco God...) beamed them down.
They were immediantly surrounded by hippies on all sides. At once, 2 of the redshirts were killed.
Dr.McCoy knelt down to check their vital signs, "They're dead, Jim."
The redshirt sho was left looked again at the female nervously, "Uh...Captain...permission to die, sir."
Kirk looked at the blonde redshirt, "Permission (dp) DENIIIIIIIIIED!"
The redshirt mumbled nervously under his breath, "damn crazed exgirlfriend. She's gonna kill me."
"Redshirt Roper!" The female engineer had an evil glint in her eyes.
"Uh...y-yes, Ensign Gracie?"
"Come here, please."
"Um...if you don't mind, ...I'd rather not..."
The head hippy came to the captain, "'Sup, dude? Sorry 'bout the killin', man," he had a slow, sad talk, "but ya know, man. Society is just makin' us like this man."
"Yes (dp) dude. I (dp) UNDERSTAND MAAAAAAAN."
Sulu looked around and saw it. It. The biggest, cushionyist spinny/rolly chair he had ever seen.
He walked slowly to it, taking it in all its glory.
"It's magnificiant, isn't it, man?" A blonde hippy woman stood beside it, "It is our god. We worship it by spinning in smaller versions of it."
He gasped in amazement, "Can I worship with you?!"
"Sure, dude, anyone's welcome." They walked off, hand in hand, toward the house of the smaller spinny chairs, narrowly avoiding Roper who was being chased by Gracie.
"Come here, you Dumkopf! I want to rip you limb from limb!"
Suddenly the Almighty Spinny Chair burst into flames. Sulu fell to his knees, "NOOOOOOOOOO!" He started sobbing.
"Johnsen!"
Oops...
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AN: There one chapter down, six more to go...
