Summary: Someone has been messing with Chakotay's hair dye. Drabble
Genre: General/Humor
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: I'll cut to the chase and call this distraction number two. I'm not quite sure I like this one either…
Chakotay stomped angrily into Kathryn Janeway's quarters, gripping a bottle of hair dye in his hand. To much of his dismay, he watched as she busied herself at her desk, indifferent to his stormy arrival.
So he marched over to her desk and slammed it with the bottle.
"Explain yourself!" he barked.
She casually placed the book she had been reading on her desk, and innocently looked from the bottle to his radiantly yellow hair.
"Well, you do have a thing for blondes, don't you?"
Review please! (continues studying for algebra regents…)