Author's Note: Another update for another story. Sorry that it took so long. I do not own The Original Series nor any other Star Trek series and it's probably best I don't.

Rule Broken: Do not start a best sunglasses competition whilst Spock is away:

It was just a boring eventless routine day on the Enterprise with the exception with Spock gone on shore leave, but other than that things couldn't be any duller. Actually, it would probably be would be duller with Spock here being a logical Vulcan and all. If anyone was going to find a way to make a boring day into a fall asleep during a really long lecture day, it was Spock. It was most likely better that Spock wasn't here.

Kirk was in his quarters shuffling through his stuff when he found several pairs of sunglasses all of which he hadn't worn in ages. He didn't have much to do so he wiped the dust of the glasses and tried on all of them one by one in an attempt to find the best pair. He finally found the perfect pair of sunglasses which had the perfect tint of brownish black and studied himself in the mirror. Kirk looked so good in this pair of sunglasses that he began to wonder exactly why he hadn't worn them in so long.

He straightened out his uniform and walked out of his room with the sunglasses still on. Several people passing by looked at him a few moments longer than necessary. He spots McCoy who immediately flashes him a look that says 'have you gone out of your mind'.

"Bones," Kirk greeted.

"Jim, why the hell are you wearing sunglasses on the ship?" McCoy asked.

"To be absolutely honest, I was bored." Jim admitted honestly taking off his sunglasses, "I found these sitting around and I thought. Well why not?"

McCoy made a face and then said, "Well, I do have to admit they look good on you, but I believe I can do better."

"I like to see you try."

McCoy did try and found an equally great looking pair of sunglasses. It doesn't take long before word of this sunglasses challenge travels throughout the ship and soon much of the crew including Chekov, Sulu, Scotty and Uhura were wearing sunglasses. Unfortunately, with the majority of the crew wearing the sunglasses there was no one there who can judge who had the best sunglasses.

When Spock returned on the ship, he was surprised to find that many people were wearing sunglasses despite the fact the lighting was tolerable and there was no sunlight present within the ship. Kirk saw him and pulled him along.

"Spock, you have to judge our sunglasses competition." Kirk stated.

Spock raised his eyebrow perplexed, "Your sunglasses competition? Jim, there is no logical reason to be wearing sunglasses on a ship with no sunlight present or to be holding a competition to determine which ones are best."

"Forget logic. We need a judge." Kirk said pulling Spock further along.

Spock is lead to the bridge where all the finalist of the competition are lined up which didn't include poor Scotty who didn't look too pleased that he had lost the competition.

"Well, Spock which one of us has the best sunglasses?" McCoy asked.

Spock looked at Kirk, McCoy, Chekov, Sulu, and Uhura thoroughly analyzing his options. A long while passed and Chekov spoke.

"Well, what do you think?" Chekov asked.

"I find all of your sunglasses equally appealing. There is no clear victor." Spock stated receiving an angry look from McCoy.

"You green blooded bastard! Surely you can see there is a clear difference between our sunglasses! There has to be a winner!" McCoy shouted.

"Yes, there is a clear difference appearance wise, but aesthetically all of your sunglasses are equally superb.

"You shouldn't have asked him to judge." McCoy said annoyed towards Kirk before throwing his sunglasses down in frustration and pushing past Spock who remains expressionless. "And for the record. My sunglasses were the best." He added before leaving the bridge.

Rule Broken: Do not paint Chekov's quarters pink, dye his hair purple, or bedazzle his uniform:

Chekov woke up after a good night sleep to find his entire room was painted pink. Chekov jumped up in complete and absolute shock. Who would have done this?! Horror at his room passed through him, but he really had no time for it. He had to report to the bridge for duty. He went to his mirror and was about to commence his daily routine, but discovered his hair was a pure purple color. He stared at himself with wide eyes and his mouth slightly agape wondering who would have spent the time doing these things to him. Chekov tried desperately to wash out his hair but the purple dye did not come out. He scrubbed and scrubbed his hair with multitudes of different shampoos and water, but the purple stayed.

In his attempt to get his hair back to its original brown color, he wasted nearly all the time he had to get ready. He rushed to get his uniform, but looked at it in distaste when he discovered it was covered in glitter and sequins and shinned brightly. Chekov had no other choice but to wear the uniform though he couldn't help but feel an immense shame at doing so. He sighed and vowed horrific vengeance towards the one responsible for all these crimes.

Chekov forced himself to walk out of his quarters where he somewhat fortunately ran into Spock. Spock's eyebrow immediately shot sky high at seeing him.

"That is a rather- daring appearance." Spock stated.

"This wasn't my doing, sir." Chekov insisted.

"Hmm, intriguing. I believe you have been pranked. It is a most unfortunate incident."

"A most irritating incident."

"Perhaps I can make it easier by explaining to the captain what has occurred."

"Yes, please sir."

Spock went with Chekov to the bridge where Chekov was immediately meet with surprised looks and a gasp from Uhura. Sulu was the only one who didn't look shocked or about to laugh. He had a smug smirk on his face and as soon as Chekov saw his face he knew that Sulu had pranked him.

He walked up to Chekov angrily and said, "I am going to get you back."

"I don't know what you are talking about," Sulu claimed.

"Yes, you do! And I'm going to get you back." Chekov promised.

"Yeh, good luck with that," Sulu said smugly.

A few weeks later, Sulu's head was shaved completely bald, his hair was decently glued to his chin unevenly, his room was painted a horrid color of brown, and his uniform had patches all over it.

Author's Note: This was fun! Don't you agree? 8D! Make suggestions! Review!