Happy Birthday Phoebe! (and apologies for this!)
"Beam me up Scotty!"
"Sure Dean, I mean Cap'n Kirk."
Sam sighed. This was getting tedius.
Dean opened his eyes. "Bones, send for Mr Spock."
"Captain. How are you feeling?" Sam didn't even attempt to sound like Spock.
"Spock, I think…. I'm dying. You must… take over … now."
"De.. Jim, you're not dying, you, uh, have a Romulan virus, but we have the antidote."
"Bones… throat feels… dry."
Sam fed his flu-ridden brother more pills and water and hoped the fever would break soon - before he went Klingon on him.
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"Feel better…. send Uhura."
"Hell no!"
A/N 1 Star Trekkin' by The Firm was going round and round in my head the whole time - so blame it on that! LOL
A/N 2 I'm off to France so I'll miss next week's challenge. :-(