AUTHOR'S NOTES: There is nothing better than a riled up Leonard McCoy...HA HA!

Doctor McCoy strode onto the bridge were Kirk was sitting at a lean in the Command Chair; his cocky smirk and crystalline blue eyes were enough to send McCoy into a rage.

"Dammit Jim you really did it this time!" the Doctor began not caring about Federation protocol when addressing a commanding officer. "What in the HELL did you bring on this ship?!" He yelled.

Kirk jumped up but Bones already had a hand clamped on his arm. "What….WHAT!"

Spock raised his eyebrow. "Perhaps it would be better if the bridge was cleared for this conversation."

"FINE, if you're not in a position of leadership, a Captain, Chief, or a member of the away team, then SCRAM!" the CMO grumbled.

The bridge emptied except for Sulu, Uhura, Spock, Kirk, and himself.

"What's going on Doctor." Uhura asked.

Kirk nodded and tried to get his arm out of the Doc's strong grip. "Yea Bones, what's on your mind?"

"Chekov, I thought he was getting better, but now his eyes are glowing, he's got a technicolor rash on him, he's got a form of aphasia where he can only speak RUSSIAN, light sensitivity, and a headache that is resistant to EVERYTHING!" Bones snarled.

Spock took it all in. "Fascinating."

"No, it is NOT fascinating; it is a mystery that I can't even begin to solve. There is no ailment in our vast system that matches ANY of these symptoms all together." He turned his glare onto Jim again. "You need to tell me EVERYTHING you came in contact with on that planet, and you better hope your night of debauchery doesn't kill that seventeen year old Brainiac." Bones said forcefully.

Spock turned to his station and brought up the reading Sulu had collected about the flora on the planet. "The biological finding on the flora on the planet list no plants with toxic characteristics, or any that present as a threat. The air quality is the same the computer can find no toxins, or biological threats. The wild fauna is benign as well according to these readings."

Sulu sighed. "Uhura and I feel fine, and we were the ones that did most of the scanning; Kirk was playing diplomat with the inhabitants."

"During the festival Sulu and I sampled the dishes that resembled the plants and meats we had tested earlier. We scanned everything before we ate it; the only dish we couldn't was the one they offered to the Captain only." Uhura explained.

Bones nodded and then turned his attention back on Kirk; the young Captain was trying to shrink away from the piercing gaze.

"From your look of mortification I assume you were not thinking with your cranium brain at that time." Bones accused.

Kirk stammered. "Well they were offering this great alcohol; it was like mead but with a kick." He tried to back up some, but his chair was in the way. "There were girls, dressed in well nothing, they fed me and it would have been rude to refuse."

"What happened when they led you away?!" Uhura took a turn at interrogating.

Kirk raised his hands in surrender. "We had a little fun behind closed doors, that's it."

"Why were you all glittery?" Bones demanded.

Kirk nodded. "They said it was a ceremony; they were sprinkling on themselves and me."

"SPOCK! Get me a sample of that stuff; there will be samples on the filters in the air ducts, even if it's been neutralized we could probably break down what it is made up of." The CMO ordered.

Spock did not argue and went to work at the science station.

"Contact your new friends and get me a sample of what you ATE, and do not let them tell you no!" Bones ordered Kirk.

Uhura nodded and went to her station and started to call down to the planet; it was kind of fun to see the Captain get what he deserved she decided.

Bones pointed menacingly at Kirk and then started off the bridge he stopped by Uhura station.

"One more thing Nyota, if the kid….I mean WHEN Chekov gets through this, you and I are going to learn Russian." He said to her. "Million people on this god damn tin can, and no one speaks his language!" he muttered and left.

Sulu raised his hand. "Count me in too."

Everyone got to work; ready to share information when they got it.