Hey don't even ask where this one came from because i dont even know! just pretend that kirk hasnt met Chekov yet...that is all i think :) thank you to all of you who have reviewed i love you forever and ever, you will not believe how exited i get when i receave a review!

A Nutcase On Board

"Jim you have hired a nutcase."
"good evening Bones how are you? Me? I'm fine! So kind of you to ask" Kirk smiled as his friend dropped into the seat next to him in the rec room.
"Hahaha" McCoy scowled "I mean it! The boy is crazy, I don't think I have met anyone odder!" Kirk frowned and faced the grumbling doctor.
"Bones do you mind identifying this guy before you grumble?"
"you know very well who. That Russian lad you hired to be your navigator. He has just left sickbay after entering with a broken arm. I tell you he is flying on cloud 9 half the time"
"Chekov? Why what did he do?" Kirk's eyes drifted to a group of giggling women across the room.
"What did he do?! Well he only attempted to jump over a shuttle craft didn't he? Ran up a slope and jumped…only he didn't think about his landing, snapped his arm clean in two." McCoy accepted the drink that was pushed towards him and noted, with some satisfaction, the disbelief on the captain's face.
"He jumped a Shuttle Craft?"
"
yup worst was he was laughing when he walked in" Kirk shook his head. The boy had only been on the ship for two days and during that he hadn't seen the young man other than on the bridge.
"Trust me Jim ask anyone. The boy is an eccentric!" a smile creped over kirks face.
"This I have to see"
"just hang around him enough and you will"

Kirk had his first dose of oddity from the newest crew member on the bridge the next day. Luckily for him it was only a very small dose.
"Ensign what's that behind your ear?" Kirk had been staring at the strange object protruding from the boy's floppy hair for the last five minutes…it had feet. A look of pure confusion covered the boy's face as he felt for the offending item. He pulled it out and stared at it for a few moments before grinning and holding it up for his captain to see.
"It iz a mini Lego Storm Trooper Keptin." Silence shrouded the bridge as everyone stared at the navigator.
"Uh. Why?" was all Kirk could manage in the face of such blunt honesty.
"Vell I stood on it in my quarter's zis morning and had no time to put it avay so I put it behind my ear and forgot about it." Silence descended again punctuated only by a snort of laughter from Sulu.
"Oh…kay." Kirk said slowly "next time just put it away anyway yeah?"
"Aye Keptin" the Russian replaced the Lego figure behind his ear and returned to his panel.

At the end of the shift Kirk jogged ahead to catch up with Chekov.
"Chekov I forgot to ask you something" the boy turned to him wide eyed "why did you have a Lego thingy anyway?"
A lopsided grin filled the boy's face.
"Vhy for ze films Keptin, nowv please excuze me I hawve an appointment in sick bay" the boy walked off leaving his captain more confused than ever.

Kirk saw Chekov the following morning at breakfast. The navigator was sat with Sulu and Uhura who were staring at the boy with rapt attention. Avoiding Chekov's gestating arm he sat down with his tray and listened to the excited babble.
"…Zen he said vhy, vhy vould you do zis to me? And zen, you vill newer guess, she claimed zat it vas the kangaroo and he vas ze von zat killed her one true lowve!" the boy looked at his audience for a response.
Sulu cleared his throat "umm. I would have never guessed that is was a kangaroo but maybe you had better lay off the cheese mate."
Chekov nodded enthusiastically and turned his attention to his meal. Kirk leaned over to Sulu.
"What was all that about?" the Asian man grinned and whispered back
"His dream Captain. He has really mixed up dreams and can't cope with not sharing them."
"Oh…kay" Chekov's head snapped up
"vhy are you vispering? Iz zer a secret? Oh. Iz it about Meester Spock's birthday?"
Spock's birthday? Kirk wondered. The kid had not even been aboard a week yet he knew when Spock's birthday was?

How was the ship going to cope with a nutcase like Chekov? Kirk tried not to think about it and just nodded, diverting the now resumed babble onto another subject.

God help us!