(Tribbles are swarming the ship.)

(Several redshirts are devoured or just plain attacked.)

Kirk: I need a drink...

Chekov: Sir, unknown wessel approaching.

Kirk: Onscreen!

(The 'wessel' looks like a human head.)

Scotty: That's the wierdest ship I've ever seen, sair.

Kirk: I think we're ALL thinking that, Mr. Scott. -_-

Scotty: Just keepin' you informed, sair...

Uhura: We're receiving a transmission! ...the other vessel says it wants to *RAE* marry the Enterprise?!

Spock: Captain, that is no ship, it is an alien.

Sulu: -_- It's the wierdest looking alien I've ever seen.

Redshirt: *runs in screaming, being torn to bits by Tribbles: ARGHHHHH!!

Everyone Else: *ignores him*

Redshirt: ...and I wanted a good death scene... *unceremoniously dies*

Uhura: Sir...?

Kirk: Tell him... it... whatever... that this ship isn't looking for, uhhhh... marriage.

(The alien looks disappointed and warps off.)

(Meanwhile, deep in the bowels of the ship...)

(Kahn performs experiments on Tribbles.)

Kahn: Hahahahaa! I have done it! THE PERFECT TRIBBLE!

Annoying Announcer: What is this 'perfect Tribble'? Will the Enterprise survive? Find out... NEXT TIME!