Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek. Or Microsoft Word. Or this Computer.
Heck, I don't even own the button! WAAAAA!
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Reviewers:
Saurons Twin Sister: Hmm. . .I suppose Jelly would be safe. Riley never wore red after all. . .
Kaz: I'm a very unfair person. When it come to Red Shirts, that is.
PearlGirl: I'll update the Emailing Series as soon as I can! Promise!
Tavia: Yes. Here IS the second chapter.
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What If. . . ?
Riley waited for something to happen.
He blinked and looked around him.
Nothing was happening.
He sighed and shook his head.
'Ergh! I've been so stupid!' He thought, picking up a Chobits comic from the floor and laughing slightly insanely, 'duh! The reason that button has PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME written by it is because it's out of order!'
His belief in that theory was somewhat shattered six minutes later when the Red Alert klaxons sounded and a calm, cool female voice declared, over the Comm:
AUTO-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE ACTIVATED. SIXTY SECONDS TO TOTAL DETONATION.
"Uh oh. . ." Riley whispered, standing up and backing out of the ridge as fast his his backwards-walking legs would carry him.
--- What's going on? --- Asked another voice over the Comm, in a Southern accent, ---Riley? What's going on up there? Riley? ---
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Riley dashed down the corridor towards Rec Room three, where the party was being held, thinking how dead he would be when Kirk found out he'd pressed the button.
At that moment though, there was an angry roar, and, before Riley had any time to react, Soctty had both of his hands wrapped around the Ensign's wind pipe.
Apparently, the Chief Engineer had found out.
"Scotty! Let him go!" And so had Kirk.
"Vhat's going on? I heard the alarm soundink!" And Chekov.
"I. . . there was this button on Sulu's console. . ."
"The one with PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME written by it?" Sulu asked from somewhere behind Chekov.
"Yeah. . .that one. . ."
"The vhy did you touch it?" Chekov demanded, "if it qvite clearly said PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME, vhy did you touch it?"
"Because. . . the sign wasn't my ranking officer?" Riley guessed. Wrongly.
"That's it! Ensign, you're-" Kirk started.
TEN SECONDS. NINE. EIGHT. SEVEN.
"Never mind." The Captain looked around him, "well, here we are. The best crew in the Fleet killed by an idiot. See you in Hell, Riley!"
THREE. TWO. ONE.
[CLIFFHANGER! MWHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAA. . .*cough, cough* AAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[A/N: Sorry folks, but I'm feeling mean. You'll have to wait until tomorrow.]
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Reviewers:
Saurons Twin Sister: Hmm. . .I suppose Jelly would be safe. Riley never wore red after all. . .
Kaz: I'm a very unfair person. When it come to Red Shirts, that is.
PearlGirl: I'll update the Emailing Series as soon as I can! Promise!
Tavia: Yes. Here IS the second chapter.
~~
What If. . . ?
Riley waited for something to happen.
He blinked and looked around him.
Nothing was happening.
He sighed and shook his head.
'Ergh! I've been so stupid!' He thought, picking up a Chobits comic from the floor and laughing slightly insanely, 'duh! The reason that button has PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME written by it is because it's out of order!'
His belief in that theory was somewhat shattered six minutes later when the Red Alert klaxons sounded and a calm, cool female voice declared, over the Comm:
AUTO-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE ACTIVATED. SIXTY SECONDS TO TOTAL DETONATION.
"Uh oh. . ." Riley whispered, standing up and backing out of the ridge as fast his his backwards-walking legs would carry him.
--- What's going on? --- Asked another voice over the Comm, in a Southern accent, ---Riley? What's going on up there? Riley? ---
~~
Riley dashed down the corridor towards Rec Room three, where the party was being held, thinking how dead he would be when Kirk found out he'd pressed the button.
At that moment though, there was an angry roar, and, before Riley had any time to react, Soctty had both of his hands wrapped around the Ensign's wind pipe.
Apparently, the Chief Engineer had found out.
"Scotty! Let him go!" And so had Kirk.
"Vhat's going on? I heard the alarm soundink!" And Chekov.
"I. . . there was this button on Sulu's console. . ."
"The one with PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME written by it?" Sulu asked from somewhere behind Chekov.
"Yeah. . .that one. . ."
"The vhy did you touch it?" Chekov demanded, "if it qvite clearly said PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME, vhy did you touch it?"
"Because. . . the sign wasn't my ranking officer?" Riley guessed. Wrongly.
"That's it! Ensign, you're-" Kirk started.
TEN SECONDS. NINE. EIGHT. SEVEN.
"Never mind." The Captain looked around him, "well, here we are. The best crew in the Fleet killed by an idiot. See you in Hell, Riley!"
THREE. TWO. ONE.
[CLIFFHANGER! MWHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAA. . .*cough, cough* AAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[A/N: Sorry folks, but I'm feeling mean. You'll have to wait until tomorrow.]
