Well, here's another chapter for y'all. :) I was really kind of depressed when I wrote it, so it might not be as good as the others, but it's here. XD Also, I have a bad case of writer's block, so the next few chapters might be slow in coming. Hopefully I won't keep y'all waiting too long.
And as usual, a great big thank you to all my reviewers: GrossGirl18, MaryChapel, Ethylamine, SimplyMe514, and anyone who happens to review after I post this chapter. Y'all are the best!
And now I'll stop blathering and let you start the chapter. XD
Private recordings of a Starfleet ensign
Sometimes I vonder if Igor is just a little too enthusiastic about his new duties. He has certainly shown no inclination to return to his former post in engineering, and anyvone who has tried to persuade him to relinquish his post in the kitchen has met vith...extreme disciplinary measures.
I'm certain, though, that vone of his friends could reason vith him, and at least conwince him to stop damaging the crew.
...I vonder vhat engineer Vilson is doing this afternoon...
E. Pavel Chekov
On-board dispatch
To: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
From: Ensign Chekov, personal quarters
Hikaru, I'm going to wisit Igor. Apparently he didn't take kindly to Luke Vilson's company, so I'm going to try to talk to him. Vish me luck.
On-board dispatch
To: Ensign Chekov, personal quarters
From: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
Don't do it, Pavel! He'll kill you!
On-board dispatch
To: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
From: Ensign Chekov, personal quarters
I don't think so. Ve vere at the Academy together, and ve used to be friends. Perhaps he'll remember.
On-board dispatch
To: Ensign Chekov, personal quarters
From: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
Well, good luck - and don't say I didn't warn you.
Personal notes of Dr. "Bones" McCoy
Igor Ivannovitch is completely out of hand. If we can't tame him, he'll be facing court-martial pretty soon, and well deserved! This is the third time this week that a crewman has staggered, stumbled, limped, or been dragged into Sickbay, having been unceremoniously ejected from the kitchens. This is getting ridiculous!
On-board dispatch
To: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
From: Ensign Chekov, Sickbay
I should hawe listened to you, Hikaru. You vould not beliewe the things Igor can do vith a raw carrot...
On-board dispatch
To: Ensign Chekov, Sickbay
From: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
I'll stop by on my off time and bring you some vodka.
On-board dispatch
To: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
From: Ensign Chekov, Sickbay
No, don't! I vould hate for you to be spending more than just your off time here.
On-board dispatch
To: Ensign Chekov,Sickbay
From: Lieutenant Sulu, bridge
I already have, and trust me, Pavel, I'm a fast learner. I'll ask for it very respectfully.
(Note attached to the bottle of vodka Sulu brings to Chekov)
I'm so wery, wery sorry for injuring you, Pavel. I certainly newer intended to paralyze your arm, and I promise it von't happen again. Enjoy your wodka!