Star trek
Disclaimers: I own nothing and nobody. Am just having a laugh.
"Ok, I've had enough of this"
Announced Kirk to an empty room as he threw down the transcripts. Time to turn the whole situation to his advantage. Something he should have done at the start and would have done if he had been left time to think.
"I have three bosses, three very evil and vindictive bosses. None of who would talk to the others, he mused. He started to smile, a smile that would have been recognized by his whole crew, as trouble with a capital T. Their captain had an idea; a very evil, unprincipled idea that would usually mean chaos would soon follow behind. Little though they knew it, they were all doomed, especially a very particular doctor, currently going by the name McCoy.
One week later.
"I'm sorry, you told them what?"
Said McCoy
"I think I need to sit down, possibly I should laughing about now. I'm not though. In fact I think I'm in shock."
"Well you shouldn't be drinking this then."
Said Kirk reasonably as he stole Bone's whisky.
"I need a drink."
Said McCoy.
"Too late. Anyway, most people would be pleased to have so much of my attention. I happen to think I'm a pretty good catch."
"Oh god, I'm apparently marrying a lunatic. What would my dear old mother say?"
"She's dead Bones."
Replied Kirk.
"But, I'm sure she would have loved me. In fact, talking about relatives"
Kirk continued shiftily.
"I happened to hear from one of my aunts, who is in the neighbourhood so to speak. Anyway she heard about our engagement and wanted to meet you. Which was nice of her."
He added helpfully.
"Shouldn't you have asked the groom first, before announcing the marriage to the galaxy?"
"Now Bones, it will only be for a little while, I'll even let you dump me if you like. Anyway I see you more in the role of bride really."
Kirk smiled nicely.
"Oh god."
Replied McCoy.