In orbit of the planet Clove VII, Captain James T. Kirk walked into the transportation room wearing a tan cowboy hat, a brown button up shirt, and tan pants with brown cowboy boots. Scotty turned around to look at him, wearing a dark brown cowboy hat, a red button up shirt, brown pants, and brown cowboy boots. Scotty couldn't help but snicker at how ridiculous Captain Kirk looked in the get-up.
Captain Kirk eyed Scotty coldly.
"Very funny, Scotty; I know what you're thinking." Captain Kirk replied.
"Yah look like some country hick, Captain." Scotty laughed.
"You wanna be left behind, Scotty?"
Scotty stopped laughing.
"No, sir," Scotty softly remarked.
Spock walked in wearing a white cowboy hat, white pants, brown cowboy boots, a white jacket covering a green button up shirt. Captain Kirk and Scotty both began smirking, which lead into hysterical laughing.
"I don't find what's funny about this, Captain." Spock replied.
"Spock…" Captain Kirk couldn't finish his sentence. Spock looked absolutely ridiculous in his disguise. It's a good thing he never lived back in the old wild west; he would've never blended in with everyone else.
"He looks like he should be called Sheriff Anthony Higgins." Scotty cackled.
Captain Kirk and Scotty continued their incisive laughing, when Dr. Leonard McCoy walked in, looking actually pretty well put together and handsome in his disguise. He was wearing a black cowboy hat, black pants and cowboy boots, a striped blue and white button up shirt, and a black vest that wasn't button up in the front, also carrying a black medical bag. In the front in a little sling was Dr. McCoy's infant daughter, Julia Eleanor McCoy. She was wrapped in a white lace blanket with a fleece baby pink blanket underneath the white one. She had a lacey little white bonnet on and a blue dress with flowers on it and a white collar that went down to her chest with a pink little bow at the top of the shirt. Julia was peacefully sound asleep.
Dr. McCoy raised his eyebrow, confused.
"What's funny," Dr. McCoy questioned.
"Look at Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy!" Scotty laughed.
Captain Kirk was bent over clutching his side from it hurting so much, still laughing.
Dr. McCoy looked at Spock and whistled.
"Looking sharp there, partner," Dr. McCoy remarked, friendly.
Spock raised an eyebrow.
"Fascinating," Spock simply spoke.
Captain Kirk and Scotty stopped their laughing and saw Dr. McCoy in his disguise. Captain Kirk and Scotty couldn't think but 'Damn, McCoy made one good looking old western.'
"Woo, Bones; you certainly know how to work that outfit of yours." Captain Kirk said, playfully acting as if he were attracted to Dr. McCoy.
Dr. McCoy smirked a little.
"Very funny, Jim," Dr. McCoy remarked, with a smile.
"Dr. McCoy, how do yah look so…good in that?" Scotty exclaimed.
"I'm from the south, Scotty; and on top of that, I had ancestors who lived in the wild west. This is basically my second home, what were about to witness." Dr. McCoy answered, pleased.
"For once in my life, I thought I'd never see Dr. McCoy so pleased to go on a mission." Captain Kirk remarked, with a smile.
"What's that suppose to mean," Dr. McCoy questioned, sounding a little angry.
"…nothing," Captain Kirk replied.
"Well, as they say in the old west, 'Let's get this rodeo started, shall we, partners'?" Scotty chimed in.
"Actually, Mr. Scott, westerns do not say such things; that's a stereotypical thing that what you call 'Hollywood' has created and built on over centuries to create cheap, illogical, gaudy films." Spock replied.
"Spock, do me a favor…try to have fun down here?" Captain Kirk begged.
Spock raised his eyebrow.
Captain Kirk sighed.
"Never mind," Captain Kirk sighed.
The four stepped on the platform and turned around to face the front of the room.
"Ensign Kelley, energize," Captain Kirk commanded.
Ensign Kelley pulled the lever and switches up, and the four men had vanished from the ship and were now on the planet's surface.