"Travis' Decision"

Travis stood in front of Jon, expression sad but stubborn. "I'd like to request a transfer, sir," he said.

"But why?"

"I don't feel you're using me to my full potential."

A wave of sadness came over Jon. "I wish you'd said something sooner, Travis. You're a valuable member of this crew. But if you're sure..."

"I am." Travis was having trouble staying calm, his jaw working furiously.

"In that case, I'll approve your transfer. Dismissed, Ensign."

"Thank you, sir." Travis turned and reached for the button to open the door. "Oh, one more thing, Captain."

"What's that?"

"April Fool!"