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Rule Broken: Do not stare at the wall:
There was nothing much to do so Sulu found himself staring blankly at a wall. The wall was an ordinary white wall of the Enterprise that had the look of just about any wall. He continued to stare and been using his mind to draw imaginary pictures into the wall. He began forming the image of a dragon in his mind. As Sulu drew out the tail through imagination. As he looked at the wall he could have sworn he had seen the wall glow briefly red. Sulu looked around suddenly alert attempting to find where the source of color came from, but couldn't. He assessed it to simply an over-active imagination getting to him and went back to staring at the wall. Yet, after a while the flash of red continued and grew bigger causing Sulu to jump up suddenly.
"Sulu, what are you doing?" Chekov asked.
"You don't see that?" Sulu replied.
"I don't see anything. What are you talking about?"
Sulu doesn't reply, but only stares at the wall in shock as a huge red dragon appeared before him.
"Sulu, are you okay? Should I call Dr. McCoy up here?" Chekov asked, but Sulu did not reply and continued to stare at what Chekov saw as an empty wall. It was a monstrous, ugly, and fat red dragon that he drew on the wall except this one was real. It came out at him and he jumped back and attempted to escape. Yet, the dragon caught Sulu quickly with his claws and smashed him onto the floor of the bridge. The dragon laughed and he thought he heard a strange sound, but it was only screaming. Was that him screaming or was it Chekov? Sulu had no idea as the dragon opened its jaws and he saw a spark of red as the flames began to come out at him. The last words he could hear were: Sulu, Sulu, Sulu before everything flashed white.
He jolted awake as Chekov shouted, "Sulu."
"What? What happened?" Sulu asked.
"You feel asleep," Chekov replied.
"Uh-uh- no I didn't."
"Yes, you did. I just watched you. In fact, I've been trying to wake you up for the past five minutes."
"It never happened." Sulu simply stated only to receive a very disbelieving look from Chekov.
"Ok, fine be in denial then. Next time, I won't wake you up and let Captain Kirk see you sleeping on the job."
Sulu looked horrified and Chekov smiled slightly hoping to himself it would happen again just so he could see Sulu get yelled at by the captain.
Rule Broken: Do not steal Scotty's scotch:
The engineering officer felt thirsty and tired after his shift. He hoped his brother had kept his promise to get him a nice bottle of scotch. He saw the bottle the bottle of scotch exactly where his brother had promised it to be and began chugging it down eagerly. Scotty walks by and sees the boy drinking the bottle of alcohol as if it was water.
"Now boy, you ought to slow down. You're going to make yourself sick." Scotty advised.
The engineering officer stops drinking the scotch and said, "Sorry, sir but today was a long day."
When, the engineering officer sets it down, Scotty sees with alarm that it is scotch. Maybe it wasn't his scotch. He didn't think the kid would drink his scotch, but Scotty had to be sure just in case.
"Laddy, just where did you get that?"
"Oh, my brother left it for me."
"You sure, lad?" Scotty asked.
"Yeh, why?"
"Can I see the bottle?"
"Ok," The young engineer hands Scotty the bottle and Scotty examines it closely. He sees two marks that could only be his and looks at the kid with anger. How could he have stolen his scotch like that? Who did this kid think he was? The scotch bottle was now half empty now, because the kid had just drank it. It was his scotch. It was his drink and now he couldn't have it.
"What in the blazes were you thinking, laddy?" Scotty asked irritated.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The young engineer replies.
"You know full well what I'm talking about!"
"Sir, what are you getting at?"
"You drank my scotch, lad!"
"What, no my brother…. Oh..."
"Lad, you stole my drink. Now you better speak before I hit you over the head with this."
"I'm sorry, sir. I thought my brother left that for me. He must have wanted to get me into trouble after that trick I pulled on him."
"Lad, you better not be lying."
"I'm not, sir. My brother… Listen, I'm sorry sir that I stole your drink. I will get you a new one as soon as I can."
"You better get me another drink!" Scotty says not very happy glaring at the young engineer.
Author's Note: So… did it turn out the way you expected. I kind of feel like this feel a little short, but then there's really not much else I could have added. So… yeh. Well I hope it still made you laugh or at least feel sorry for Sulu or the young engineer. Don't forget to review! 8D! (Oh my glob there was just an earthquake right now... 0_0! Like for reals.)