I do recommend actually listening to the song for this one.
Song: Tank! (Cowboy Bebop intro)
Word Count: 185
Disclaimer: I don't own either Cowboy Bebop or Star Trek.
Mornings were great, especially when he had a fresh cup of non-toxic coffee in his hands. They supposedly had coffee while undercover, but it was more like radioactive mud more than anything. He entered the bridge, smiling, half-limping (thank you recovering injury), but that was alright. They were done here, he had coffee, they were going on shore leave, he had coffee, life was good.
"How are those systems looking, Mr. Sulu?" Kirk asked, taking his seat.
"Ready to go at your order, sir."
"Good." He hit the com button on his chair, "Hey, Bones!"
"Way too early to be happy, Jim."
"Never. You know what you should do when we get back to Earth?"
"I'm almost afraid to ask."
"You should make bell peppers and beef again."
"Shut up. Get this show on the road."
Kirk laughed as he shut the com off, earning himself a raised eyebrow from his first officer, and most of the bridge crew or that matter.
"Should we ask?" Uhura questioned.
"Long story Nyota. On my mark, Sulu."
"Ready."
Nothing could beat this morning.
"3, 2, 1, let's jam."
Yay it's done. You're now free from this...thing.