They sat at the bridge, Jim sitting on his Special Captain chair and Everyone else sitting around in other places.

McCoy made eye-contact with Captain Kirk who looked at him with eyes as if to say "this is all on you, bro." McCoy glanced around the room at all the crewmembers, their eyes were all on him. He gulped.

Then, taking up as much courage as was possible, the doctor approached Spock with pride and confidence, though there was a bit of nervousness in between he paid it little heed because he figured it was only natural.

"Why are you so mean, eh Spock?" He inquired to Spock who sat on his ass, as per usual, researching some alien thingy or other. Basically wasting all their time with his Vulcan bullshit.

"I am unsure as to what this opinion of my attitude derives from. Have I recently wronged you in any way?" Spock said, calmly. Damn this effing Vulcan.

"Shut up, Spock! I OUTRANK YOU!" Wait a minute... McCoy didn't outrank Spock. Darn it, now this little shit's gonna get cheeky with him!

"Actually, you do not 'outrank me', Doctor. I outrank you, in fact." Spock said, raising one singular eyebrow. Damn that eyebrow. Who the hell does this pointy eared buttcrack think he is?

In a fit of rage, McCoy indulged in the stomping of Spocks foot.

Spock clasped his foot with both hands, causing him to fall on his ass in anguish.

"What kind of illogic is this magic?!" Spock screamed as he nurtured his foot.

McCoy had had enough of Spock's bullshit.

"Ya have fleas, Spock! I need you vaccinated but I wouldn't dare touch you, even with a ten inch polar bear. So get off your pansy ass!" McCoy brought out the hypo that had been in his bag and Spock's eyes grew wide with what McCoy could only assume was fear. McCoy's satisfaction at Spock's pleasant, to McCoy that is, reaction was strong.

"D-Doctor? Are you suggesting that I give myself a-a shot?" Spock gasped, looking at the hypo in pure horror to McCoy's great, sadistic, pleasure.

"Aye, he is." Scotty answered for McCoy.

"Damn it, SCOTTY! Why do you always have to ruin my moments of triumph?!" McCoy yelled at Scotty who flinched back into a sitting position.

Sulu patted Scotty's back, encouragingly as Scotty sobbed on Checkov's shoulder, sorrowfully, Uhura hugging him and singing lullabies in his ear.

McCoy brought his attention back to the Vulcan.

"Like I said, Spock. I'm not going anywhere near ya, so here's the hypo," McCoy tossed the hypo to Spock, who caught it with his super-spider-man reflexes. 0You're gonna have to do the rest. Aim for the armpit." McCoy said.

Spock stood up.

"But I'm squeamish!" He whined.

"Damn it, Spock! Just do what Bones tells you to!" Jim suddenly yelled, to McCoy's utter annoyance. That bastard was always stealing the doctor's precious spotlight. Damn him.

But now was a moment of triumph for McCoy, not to be squandered by any one. Not even the Captain

Spock slowly, but surely, aimed the hypo to his armpit, yes... yes YES! Almost there... when, suddenly, something went bang and Spock's head exploded leaving a rain of confetti to fall to the ground.

Fin