One Fine Day

Chapter 3
EAGLES!

It was a wonderful day aboard the Enterprise. No distress calls, no red alerts, even Spock and McCoy were getting along okay. The food was delicious, but of course, the weather was not fine at all because there is no weather in space

"it is a wonderful day!" said McCoy happily, eating some soup. "Everything is so calm."

"yes" replied Spock. "the lack of the usual eagles is. pleasant."

"EAGLES!!!??" shjouted McCoy. "WHAT eagles??!! I HATE eagles!!!!!"

"did I say eagles? I meant danger, not eagles. I am unsure as to why I said eagles, not danger." Said Spock.

McCoy ran away screaming, "EAGLES!! EAGLES!! EAGLES." attracting many strange looks

Suddenly he came back holding quite a large bird on his arm, attracting even more strange looks. In fact, the bird was a golden eagle.

"doctor" Spock said "if you hate eagles, why are you holding one on your arm right now?"

"hate? Hate??! HATE??!!!! Hate EAGLES??!!" said doctor McCoy, staring at Spock

"that is what you yourself said a few minutes ago."

"WHY would I hate my Harvey here? I love my Harvey! Yes I do. Ohhhhh, yes I do. Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy? Awwwwww, you pooped down my back, isn't that cute?" McCoy started talking baby talk to the bird on his shoulder. Spock just stared.

Suddenly, another McCoy came in the door, saw the eagle, and ran away screaming, "EAGLES!! EAGLES!! EAGLES."

Three more McCoy's came in the door just then, one with an aardvark, one with a sea lion, and one with a golden lion tamarin, all on leashes. They all sat down next to the McCoy with the golden eagle.

"what is your eagle named?" asked the one with the tamarin. "my tamarin is named Harold."

" his name is Harvey. What are the other animals named?" said the eagle McCoy.

"my sea lion is Harry."

"do they all have names that begin with 'har?'"

"no, my aardvark is named Bob."

"Bob?" they others all simultaneously asked, even Spock.

'Who names an aardvark "bob"?' McCoy thought. It was unknown which one.

"suddenly, (I know I keep using that word, but it's a good word!!!) two more mccoys walked into the room. They were singing "to-MOR-ow, to-MOR-ow, I LOVE ya to-MOR-ow, you're ONLY a day awaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!" everybody stared at them, because, number one, there were already 3 mccoys in the room, and, because nobody knew McCoy could sing. Unfortunately, there was now the task of finding out where all the mccoys (and animals) were coming from, and which was, so to speak, the "real McCoy."

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later that day.

McCoy was pacing the halls (yet another McCoy...) he was muttering under his breath.

"if you take 72 and cube it by the triangulation of the square of pi, you get 473648.79."

"actually," said Spock, who just happened to be passing by, "you get 473648.78 repeating to the third paxidecimal, then adding on an extra 3 hundredths for every google triangulated by the cube of 72."

"...."

"oh, and, by the way, did you see any others of yourself recently?"

"try right behind me."

Spock looked behind McCoy. Sure enough, there were at least ten other McCoy's behind him.

"is that all of you?" asked Spock.

"yes." They all answered at once.

"good. This might hurt." Spock threw a very large water balloon at all of them. It exploded, as water balloons often do. But there was smoke. Lots of smoke. When it went away, there was only one McCoy there, and there were no animals of any kind.

"What did you do that for?" asked doctor McCoy. "and where did the water balloon come from?"

both looked at each other and then realized that the author must have given Spock the water balloon, since he didn't have one before, and in fact, had never even seen one. They both shrugged and walked away, and from that day on, there was only one McCoy aboard the Enterprise.

THE END Review!

responses Thank you to all who reviewed.

Broken Infinity-yes, those hats will come back soon, probably next chapter or so.

Tavia- yeah I know lots of people who are mesmerized by light. That's kinda where I got the idea. And your right. "alright" does have a more spockish tone.