Cadets Part II
by Starsinger
Much to Jim's joy, there not one, or two, but three troublemakers (with familiar sounding last names, if you're even vaguely familiar with the Star Trek universe). Well, two troublemakers and one caught in the crossfire. Sound familiar anyone? Don't own them.
Cadets Daniel Urban, Frederick Pine, and Stanley Shatner stood at attention in front of Jim's desk. He wondered if he could get a phone call to the afterlife, because he suddenly wanted to know if this is what he put Admiral Pike through when he was still alive. He shook his head, "Cadet Urban, would you please tell me how this all came about?"
The only cadet present in Medical Blue straightened even further to attention, "Yes, sir, we were in the rec room playing Poker." He launched into a long and rather involved story starting with Poker and ending with Nyisha, Spock's cat, being covered in paint from a rather antique paintball gun. None of it being their fault, of course. McCoy was standing at the back of the room trying to hold back a smirk.
"So, where did you get the paintball guns?" Kirk asked.
"We found them in the armory," Shatner mumbled.
"How did you gain access to the armory? I'm certain Hendorff, our Security Chief, didn't unlock it for you," he said aloud.
Pine then launched into another involved story involving security override codes and his PADD. "Unfortunately, the cat got in the way," he finished.
Kirk was suddenly glad Spock wasn't there. He'd've Vulcan Death Gripped the kid into the next century for that. He was very attached to that cat. "Okay, so, you scared a cat into her fourth of nine lives. Painted decks three through six in pretty shades of bright florescent pinks, yellows, and greens, and traumatized half the crew." That last was probably an exaggeration. The crew did have to deal with him in his early years. "Do I have this all correct?"
"Yes, sir," they all mumbled.
"Okay, you're going to spend however long it takes to get Nyisha clean. Then, you'll spend the rest of your free time cleaning the paint off the bulkheads. Then, we'll try to find something else to do to keep you occupied during your free time. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," they mumbled before traipsing out of Kirk's office.
McCoy stepped forward, "Remind you of anyone?"
"I wasn't that bad, was I?" Kirk asked.
"Well, you didn't paint anybody's cat orange, or get their dog lost in a transporter test," McCoy said with a laugh. "We'll survive, Jim, we'll survive."
Anybody who wants to describe that whole incident ending with Spock's cat, is more than welcome to, just let me know where so I can get a good laugh. Oh, I know the Vulcan Death Grip doesn't actually exist, but it's a good threat to any unsuspecting cadet! lol