A/N: Whoa I'm tired. Note to self: don't stay up so late when you have two jobs and have to wake up early. Where do I get the time to write this stuff?

Chapter Three: The Horror!

The doctor sat in sickbay, thinking to himself.

"So," he thought, "If I get a job in Broadway when we get back to earth then it should only be about thirteen, fourteen years tops, before I get into the opera business."

He then noticed the captain working on some freakishly odd choreography.

"Oh yeah, the disease," he continued. "So now I know what's causing this strange behavior, but I'm not sure if it's affecting everyone on the ship. Lets see, I know that Vulcans, humans, and Klingons are vulnerable, but what about the other species aboard Voyager? Are there any other species aboard Voyager? Oh, I know! Neelix! He's a.umm.what the hell is he? Well he's not human anyway."

The doctor once again made his way through the halls crowded with delusional crewmembers. This time he remembered that he was a hologram and he just walked right through people, scaring anyone and everyone that saw him. Upon entering sickbay, he soon realized that it was not only humans, Vulcans, and Klingons; it was also what ever the hell Neelix was, too. In the middle of the mess hall, Neelix had put on a long black wig, and was wearing very revealing spandex covered in sequence. He was also singing.

"Do you believe in life after love? I can feel something inside that says I really don't think I'm strong enough, no!"

"God have mercy on my soul," said the doctor.

It was then that Neelix noticed the doctor in the room. "Hey there you hunk of a man! Get over here and give Cher some sugar!"

"Dear Lord! She's spotted me! Ahhhh!" said the doctor while running out of the room. He exited and sat outside the door, breathing heavily. Then he once again remembered that he was a hologram and did not have to breathe at all. "There's got to be some other species on Voyager that is not susceptible to the disease. Naomi! She's half human and half, um, something else! I'll go talk to her, if she's talking and not singing."

He made his way up two decks to Naomi Wildman's quarters. The trip there was met with many strange encounters, but none stranger than Harry Kim, or should we say Barbara Streisand. He was standing in the middle of a hallway singing "People."

"People, People who need people, are the luckiest people in the world!" he sang. Then he saw the doctor giving him a weird look, and he walked over to the doctor to talk to him. "Hi, who are you?"

"Erm, I'm the doctor."

"You're a doctor? Great! Listen, could you recommend a good rhinoplasty place?"

"No!" he screamed and ran as fast as he could toward Naomi's quarters. Once he had entered them though, he wished he wouldn't have, for within the room was the most frightening thing he had ever seen.

"Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, I'm still I'm still Jenny from the block," sang four year old Naomi.

The doctor slowly backed out of the room, repeatedly screaming the words "Madness, madness."

It took him a while to recover from the shock of seeing a young girl acting and looking like Jennifer Lopez. The real thing is scary enough, we don't need impersonators. Another chapter will be added as soon as he recovers.