N/A: Just a little bit of Kirk and Spock as Antagonists to the group. Also, I'm not heavy on the dialogue in most of these because I definitely don't have Scotty or Chekov's accents down. XD Also, if you have anything you'd like to see for future chapters or for a sequel to my other story, I'm always open to suggestions.
Nothing Good Can Become of Tattletales
It was a general agreement from then on that they would never put their dignities on the line so long as a certain vindictive Russian child prodigy was involved. Instead they went back to betting money – albeit just the change in their pockets – and none of them ever even thought about playing by those rules again. The stakes were gently dropped back down so as not to cause any more tensions than usual among the group.
Although there was the issue of Commander Spock, who had been the only officer to get suspicious over their weekly absences from the mess hall during dinner, and the only officer to give a damn. Kirk honestly didn't care what the four were doing, because what sort of criminal masterminds would the four make? The only one he could ever see doing anything even remotely evil was Bones, and Jim had Bones pretty much covered.
But Spock was still nevertheless an issue. They had previously conversed about what sort of beer would be brought outside of the meetings with coded notes to each other as they passed in the halls. The Commander however had gotten hold of a note Scotty had passed to the Ensign and then discarded in a waste basket. Somehow the 'green-blooded hobgoblin' had managed to decode it and found out at least that something was going on involving alcohol and ordered the four that if they didn't cease their meetings soon he would take action.
That was when Sulu proposed a clever tactic. He wrote a coded note proposing a meeting that night at approximately 1800 hours in sick bay. Spock found the note and arrived on cue with a frustrated Jim Kirk at 6:00 to find Bones instructing the other three in how to revive a patient who had drunk excess amounts of alcohol.
Jim shook his head at the commander and, frustrated, left to resume his duties. The commander admitted defeat stoically and left as well before the four started up a game and passed around the whiskey.