"Makeover time!" Sulu trilled.

"Oh me god. Ah ainae puttin' up wit this all night." Scotty moaned. He walked over to the side of the bridge, pulled off his dressing gown revealing everything and grumpily pulled a duvet over himself. Scotty grumbled as he stroked the carpet of the Enterprise once again.

"I'm in, but don't go too heavy on the blue eyeshadow." laughed Spock.

"Ere you going to make me look beauteful?" asked Pavel fluttering his eyelashes merrily.

"I am going to turn you all into divas! Then we'll have a fashion show." Sulu announced.

"Work your magic, lieutenant." Uhura sang.

"You know, makeovers were inwented in Russia." Chekov said sweetly but everyone chose to ignore him. Once the makeup was done it was a Kirk vs. Spock battle trying on Uhura's clothes. Spock come stumbling out of the meeting chamber in a sparkly, tinsel dress that Nyota had worn for the Christmas party at Starfleet the previous year. He'd even topped it off with his personal favourite: a sparkly feather boa. Tripping over his bunched up babygrow that he was still wearing beneath, he stumbled down the side of the bridge drinking more ale and asking the crowd: "Am I Spocking this outfit?" with a guffaw. Bones sat in the Captain's chair cheering and clapping for him.

"I'm living long and prospering..." Spock managed as he stumbled over to Bones and seemed to pass out on his lap.

"I guess that means that Jim wins!" Karu shouted happily, holding Kirk's arm in the air in victory.

"Kirk you are the princess of Starfleet: how do you feel?" Uhura asked like a reporter.

"FABULOUS!" he shrieked and they all began to crack up laughing again.