Fate
Something you just cannot avoid…
But here is the story of one man who delayed it.
Still, he did meet up with his eventual fate.
Eventually.
So here is the story of the red-shirt that lived.
And shockingly none of the characters are mine.
The beast was huge. It had the tail of a beaver, the head of a bison, and it's fur was spiky. It was huge. It was all made of all cheese (don't ask how this is possible, just remember that this is Star Trek), and pure evil. It charged at the red-shirt first. (DUH) Luckily the red-shirt fired and killed in the first shot. The creature fell limp and unconscious, dead to the floor. The universe was saved once more.
Shocked Spock and Kirk stared.
He had lived!-lived to be a hero! This is starting to sound way far out…oh well!
Back on the ship there were immense parties. He got to eat his cake in the captain's chair! The music he loved was played throughout the ship, girls adored him, and Kirk wasn't jealous! (GASP)
For once he was not simply 'the red-shirt,' but he was recognized by his own name. Jeffry Higgins Bothers Ima Not Dead Jinkes the third, but Dude for short among those that knew his name. At the present this was everyone.
Dude even got a change of colors! He got to wear a purple, green, yellow, and pink strapless salsa dress! With a neon red bow in his hair! He felt so pretty!
Spock was even happy to see at least on of the red-shirts survive. So for the first time ever a pool party was held on the Enterprise. The warp engines were big enough, and now they were submerged in water. This time though, there were no whales.
In the pool Scotty shouted, "Let's go find GRACIE!" Gracie is his chief technical know how tribble, who was currently wearing a Speedo.
McCoy almost choked in laughter when he saw Spock, so he loudly announced, "Spockers is wearing bathing suite boxers!"
And here, in the midst of catnip induced madness was Dude, perched at the top of giant plot device, I mean uh, WATER SLIDE!
Ah yes, good times, good times. After three hours of the whole crew in bathing suites (use your imaginations) they all had a Luau in Sickbay. Food was spread out on the beds for all to enjoy. AND THEY ALL DID!
The highlight of the day was the piñata, inside were little tribbles, candy, and more cheese! Today was the most perfect day of Dude's life. He knew Kung-Pow, and was wearing a dress, it was just right, in his own little world.
Then the piñata was swung at and about 500 tribbles fell on dude. Not being a main character he fell unconscious (unlike another person we ahem all now) and abruptly sat straight up.
McCoy rushed over to him as soon as he could. "Dude, we didn't think you were going ot make it!"
Dude was dazed and asked, "What happened?"
McCoy explained that he had been unconscious for over five hours right after the monster had knocked him unconscious.
"But I still survived?"
"Yes, you are the red-shirt that lived."
It had been all a dream, but he had really survived! This meant his dream...it could come true!
An eerie look of bliss over took the young man, and then he fell limp. His eyes were glazed with happiness.
"What happened?" Nurse Chapel asked.
"I guess he died of shock," McCoy replied.
But to Jeffry Higgins Bothers Ima Not Dead Jinkes the third alias Dude, he was forever partying as the red-shirt that lived…
END TO A ONE SHOT THOUGHT!