Disclaimer: Wow! For a second there, there was a momentary shift in the universe and I actually owned Star Trek! But now it's over, and it's Paramount's again. : (

Chapter 8- The Holodeck

Ensign Roley sat in a hard wooden chair in a dark broom closet. Normally, this would not be his location of choice, but today was different.
Roley thought himself to be very lucky. He never died, never was even seriously injured. Ok, on that one mission he had broken a couple of ribs and a leg, but broken bones were papercuts to red shirts. And now, he was sitting in the holodeck.
Suddenly, the dull black walls died away and were replaced by blue- lots and lots of blue. Then there was a whirring noise overhead, flashing lights, cheesy sixties music trying to convey a lot of emotion but failing, and sparks flew.

A bolt of energy surged through the ship. Spock drew his hands away from the controls sharply. His usually plastic-looking hair stood out in all directions. Bones, being lucky, was on the bridge at that moment and got a very, very good laugh out of it. "What," Spock asked, turning to Bones, a look of deep confusion on his face, "do you find so amusing?"

The holodeck is created to project images. Usually, it is impossible for these images to leave the holodeck, but despite Mr. Scott's engineering genius, something went wrong that resulted in a large, purple and pink polka dotted (A/N- not hamster... not hamster...) elephant (shrunk a bit) running through the corridors at break-neck speed.
Chekov was surprised to find himself wearing a large acid-green top- hat, and Kirk's eyes went wide with surprise as he found himself going from unnaturally small to unnaturally large in size.
The blue monkey snorted and danced as it went swimming in the floor, and the Chief Engineer cried out in alarm as his bagpipes suddenly sprouted wings and flew away.
In short, the Enterprise went insane, extreme randomness occurred, and the cameraman got fed up and went to by himself a donut, leaving the camera zoomed in on a blank wall and missing all the action.

(A/N- *ducking* ahh! Please don't through tomatoes! Ok... I really should be better at creating randomness then that. Occasionally I am...ooh! I just got a brilliant idea! There may just be a story appearing soon where I prove that I AM, in fact, capable of randomness. Maybe. We'll see...)