Title: Substitutions
Fandom:Star Trek XI
Rating: PG-13 - Barely
Notes:My first Star Trek fic of any kind, very short. Written while listening to USS Make-Shit-Up by Voltaire.
Warnings: None that I can think of
Summary: Jim experiments, Bones isn't pleased.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I have nothing, please don't sue.
"Damn it Jim!"
"What did I do this time?"
"Whatever you are attempting to do needs to stop right now."
"Whhhyyyyy."
"Because you're missing ingredients."
"So I make stuff up all the time."
"Yes but those changes don't put 30 crew members in my medical bay with food poisoning. Now put down the spoon and step away from the bowl."
"And if I don't."
Bones pulled a hypospray out of pocket and held it up silently.
Jim dropped the spoon and backed up, "Alright , alright no need to get nasty.
END