Spock was ready to kill. It was only logical, and so his morals would not take any blows as he made his way to victory.

He had managed to find a phaser, and he had it set to kill. He crouched behind the side of a large, heavily windowed building. It was built in the shape of a crab cage, and the crooked sign above read, "Krusty Krab."

Spock peered inside, to see a large trash can bustling about. Only it wasn't a trash can. It was a large robot, with an egg beater and spatula serving as arms.

"Alien life?" Spock asked, creeping his way into the resaurant.

"Who is there? DESTROY! DESTROY!" the Dalek screeched.

Something whizzed past Spock's head, colliding with the Dalek in a dazzling explosion of flame.

"Hah! Gaaaayyyy!"

The Vulcan was sent flying backwards, out the door of the flaming building.

Spock coughed and asked, "Who is my savior?"

"It was I, sir. Sheldon Cooper!"

Spock turned around to see Sheldon making a delighted smile as he reloaded his RPG.

"Never got to use one of these before! And now I get to meet you!" Sheldon cheered.

Spock tilted his head, raising a hand to his chin.

"You have seen me before?" Spock asked.

Sheldon made the Vulcan peace sign, and said, "Live long and prosper."

"Nerds!" a voice yelled.

Spock and Sheldon turned, to see Darth Maul approaching.

Unable to find a Sith weapon, he carried two bright blue lightsabers, each illuminating his face eerily.

"Well if it isn't a member of my favorite fellow sci-fi franchise," Spock growled, pulling up his phaser.

"I've always been more of a Star Trek fan myself," Sheldon said, raising his RPG.

Maul chuckled, smiling evilly.

"Let's see if you Trekkies have what it takes to destroy a true sci-fi legend," Maul taunted.

Before the Trekkies could react, Maul raised his hand towards them. A push of invisible force shot forward, sending the nerdy pair tumbling backwards.

"This will be easier than I expected," Maul laughed.

He sent the toe of his boot into Spock's face, and brought his lightsaber up to the Vulcan's neck.

"Please... Don't!" Spock cried, wiggling fearfully on the sanded ground.

"Give me one reason not to," Maul asked, raising his blades."

"Sheldon! Wait!" Spock shouted, looking past Maul.

"Bazinga!" Sheldon giggled.

An explosion destroyed Maul.

Sheldon raised his fist triumphantly, striding into the rapidly fading smoke.

"Don't worry, Spock! I've saved you... Spock? Oh, dear!"

Below him, Spock's corpse lay.

"Oh... Why didn't I think of that?" Sheldon asked.

"Hah Gaaaayyy!" called out twice.

Sheldon crouched, picking up Spock's phaser.

"Maybe they'll think he committed suicide?" he said, placing the RPG in his hero's fried hands.

"What the heck was that?" Ron asked, spitting out his coffee.

Conan made an unapproving frown, looking out at the audience in disgust.

"Suicide? With... an RPG?"

The crowd laughed.

"I have to be high. There's no way this is real, Seth said."

"Oh but it is, Rogen. Oh but it is," Ron said.