"HE DID WHAT!?" Lois bellowed. She, Captain Janeway, and Reese were in the Captain's ready room. Captain Janeway had just informed Lois of Reese's stunt.

            "It wasn't me it was Malcolm!" Reese spurt, trying to spread the guilt.

            "Malcolm was with your mother during your prank." Janeway informed Reese.

            "ARE YOU INSANE? WE ARE GUESTS ON THIS WOMAN'S SHIP! ON TOP OF THAT, SHE'S FAMILY! YOU'RE DISGRACING US AND HER!"

            "While this is serious, it's not unrepairable. In light of recent events, I believe we should provide each of the boys with a comm badge. That way we'll be able to constantly monitor their locations, and if necessary, transport them from improper areas."

            "You hear that! Because of you, your brother's are going to be tagged like cattle! Are you proud of yourself?" Lois chided.

            "It's not like that, we'll only be attaching a—" Janeway started, pointing to her comm badge. Lois glared at her, "Never mind," Janeway replied, somewhat offended.

*                                  *                                  *                                  *

            Malcolm fiddled with his badge. ["This comm badge is awesome! I bet if I took it apart once we get home, I could reprogram it to tap into cell phone calls!"]

            Malcolm tapped his badge, "Malcolm to Reese, where's Dewey?"

            "I lost him near that blonde with the thing on her eyebrow." Reese's voiced replied, over the comm.

            "Seven?"

            "How should I know?"

            "Are you near Astrometrics?"

            "Astro-whaty?"

            Malcolm groaned, "The room with all the stars on the screen that's not the bridge."

            "I don't know!"

            Malcolm groaned again, "Computer, locate Reese."

            The room around him beeped, then informed "Reese is outside Cargo Bay 2."

            "Hi Malcolm!" Malcolm jumped. Behind him stood Dewey. "What are you doing?"

            "Looking for you!" Malcolm replied, aggravated, "Where we're you?"

            "The holodeck. I was playing a new game, want to see it?"

            "Is it cool?" Malcolm asked, to which Dewey nodded, "Sure."

*                                  *                                  *                                  *

            ["Oh… my… god. I just lost five times because the computer said I wasn't being nice enough to Dewey. After that, it made wanted me to wait on Dewey!"]

            Dewey sat at a table eating five meatloaf sandwiches, while holograms of Hal, Lois, Reese, and Francis all waited and/or complimented him.

            "Let's see what else they have. Computer, end simulation!" Malcolm said.

            Dewey fell to the ground, the replica of their kitchen fading away. "Hey! I was having fun!"

            "It's my turn." Malcolm said tersely, "Computer, before the last one, what was the most recent simulation run?"

            The computer beeped, then replied "Tuvok training program: beta-1-0."

            "Run simulation." Malcolm said. All around him, the bars and gray of the holodeck faded into the gray, and consoles of the bridge. On the view screen a ship was attacking. The ground lurched beneath their feet as a blast shot out from a console. "Computer, delete characters."

            "Specify."

            "The only ones beside us!" Malcolm shouted, annoyed and exasperated. The ship attacking faded from view. Then, an idea popped into Malcolm's head. "Computer, activate a basic usage tutorial on this station." He said, gesturing to a station.

            "Specify."

            Malcolm groaned. He looked at the gestured to station, "Tactical," He read, "and, Helm. Dewey, sit in that seat up front."