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I think I'll leave a long comment here. You have to read it. Because it's a cliffhanger, right? So I'll give you a good and cheery moment.
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CHAPTER FOUR: And Meanwhile on the Shhingr'ret Ny'aar...
The captain of the ship Shhingr'ret Ny'aar was a pretty reasonable guy. But this was a flippin' bad day, and nobody could deny that. First his Earth coffee had been cold. Then his Ballpark Frank on it's yummy Mighty Whitey Wheaty © hot dog bun had had too much mustard. The second one had had too little. He had found out his wife hated him. His kids had tried to kill him. This was typical.
It was the fact that he had seen the Starship Enterprise that really sent him off the hook.
He hated Kirk.
After all, who didn't? He kissed every girl he met. He killed all the enemies. He always won.
Plus Kirk was the man his wife thought was the most REALLY SUPER in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE. And so Grinko hated Kirk. Because anybody his wife liked, Grinko hated.
So Grinko of the Shhingr'ret Ny'aar was a-gonna kill Kirk. It was pretty simple. The Star Fleet Officers were pretty stupid sometimes.
Grinko ordered that the Shhingr'ret Ny'aar leave the Quadrant. And he laughed a heck of a lot as he thought about the fact that he, Grinko, might finally be he one to kill Kirk.
Unless, of course, Kirk had a backup plan.
Not likely.
