Okay, so this is also ridiculous. I mean, really, this is utterly silly and improbable, but also slightly hilarious? Yeah, I was going for hilarious. Ah, well, go ahead. Onwards, dear readers!
There was a vote: the first holiday season aboard the Enterprise. in the end, while all practices were respected, most of the crew (maybe 10 or so didn't of the 400) decided on Christmas. (The others also got their own parties as well, just considerably smaller.)
So here they were, decorating a frankly, huge Christmas tree.
No one knows to this day how the captain managed that.
Then, the entire situation changed in one moment.
Ensign Beckley, joking around with his friend...
threw a ball of shining, silver tinsel.
It missed.
The Lt. he hit wasn't happy.
And so, The Great War of the Tinsel began.
Everyone was flinging tinsel.
The air was alive with colorful, sparkling tinsel, flying this way and that, clouding the air.
Everyone was screaming and laughing...
Except one certain Vulcan.
Commander Spock sulked (in his unique, "I'm-not-sulking-what-I-don't-even-have-emotions-be-quiet" way) at the edge of the chaos. He'd only attended on the captain's orders, after all.
Then, the fateful moment, the second one of the day, everything changed.
A single ball of green tinsel, almost as if in slow motion, went flying towards the First Officer.
No one (of the people that even noticed) could do anything but reach out in horror (once again in slo mo).
The ball thwapped against the Vulcan.
Everyone went silent. The world was still.
The ensign that had thrown it gulped in fear.
Oh, crap! I'm dead, he thought.
Jim watched from the sidelines, ready to step in if needed.
McCoy chuckled. "He's in for it now."
No one- no one at all, ever- could have possibly anticipated what happened next.
With a disgruntled look, Spock scooped up the tinsel of the floor...
looked at it for one long moment...
looked at the ensign (who was shaking in terror and had gone quite pale) for a second or two...
then so fast they could barely register it, he swiftly turned...
And nailed McCoy right in the face with it.
The Chaos broke out again, but this time, everyone was laughing harder- Oh God, McCoy's face!- and McCoy just stood there, mouth open, frozen like a statue, the grreen tinsel decorating his hair quite nicely.
Kirk was laughing so hard, he was rolling on the floor, tears in his eyes.
The Ensign was also cracking up, snorting a couple times- immensely relieved he hadn't been dissected.
Uhura was smirking, and no one failed to notice how she aimed at Spock quite a few times.
Spock continued to regard the pandemonium coolly, but if you were really watching...
Well, Spock had good aim.
REALLY good aim.
And he wasn't afraid to use it.
(Muahahahhahaha)
(You could almost hear the silent (non-existent) evil laugh.)
No one ever mentioned it again once the Great Tinsel War ended, but every Christmas from that day on, a box of green tinsel will find its way to Spock's quarters... and somehow, it always ends up all over McCoy's office.
And far away, back on Earth, a certain Admiral Pike laughed at the holo-vid a certain captain had sent him.
Didja like it? Didja like it? I hope so!
Yeah, like I said, stupid, but funny.