CaptainWacky
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(The bridge of the Enterprise. No, not THAT Enterprise, or THAT one and not even that one from the movies, but the Enterprise NX-01. THE BEST Enterprise. CAPTAIN ARCHER is STANDING on the bridge dynamically.)
Archer: I can't wait to make FIRST CONTACT with the Bolians!
Travis: We''ve ALMOST reached their ship!
Archer: Steady as you go, Travis.
Travis: Aye sir! Good advice!
(Everyone loves Archer.)
T'Pol: Captain, I am detecting...something.
Archer: What do you mean, T'Pol?
T'Pol: I...I don't know. Some kind of anomoly. My scanners have never detected such a thing! But whatever it is...a ship is trapped in it.
Hoshi: Captain, we are being hailed!
Archer: THE BOLIANS!
Hoshi: Yes!
Bolian Captain: Help...being sucked in...a rip in space...it's so hot...FIRE INSIDE...YARGH!
(Everyone is SHOCKED by this harrowing hail.)
Archer: A rip in space, eh...better than a rip in the seat of my pants!
(Everyone LAUGHS at this joke. Archer always knows how to lighten the mood!)
Archer: Maybe I should go and get Phlox...there could be wounded Bolians on the ship...
Reed: Err, shouldn't we rescue them first?
Archer: Oh, of course. Of course! You have that silly grappling hook thing, right?
Reed: Yes, captain!
Archer: Then grapple them fuckers out!
Reed: Aye aye!
Archer: And I'll go get Phlox, he might know things about Bolians...
Hoshi: I speak their language, I know all about them. Did you know a lot of them are barbers? It's true!
Archer: That's no help at all, Hoshi.
Hoshi: Sorry.
Archer: Right, off to Sickbay! T'Pol, you're in charge I guess.
T'Pol: Don't you want to stay until the Bolians are secure?
Archer: Nah!
(Archer practically runs to the turbolift. CUT TO Phlox in Sickbay, looking sad. Archer walks in. Phlox smiles.)
Phlox: I thought you'd NEVER GET HERE!
Archer: Less talk, more MAKING OUT!
(They start MAKING OUT! CUE OPENING CREDITS!)
IT'S BEEN A LONG ROAD...
TO BE CONTINUED
Archer: I can't wait to make FIRST CONTACT with the Bolians!
Travis: We''ve ALMOST reached their ship!
Archer: Steady as you go, Travis.
Travis: Aye sir! Good advice!
(Everyone loves Archer.)
T'Pol: Captain, I am detecting...something.
Archer: What do you mean, T'Pol?
T'Pol: I...I don't know. Some kind of anomoly. My scanners have never detected such a thing! But whatever it is...a ship is trapped in it.
Hoshi: Captain, we are being hailed!
Archer: THE BOLIANS!
Hoshi: Yes!
Bolian Captain: Help...being sucked in...a rip in space...it's so hot...FIRE INSIDE...YARGH!
(Everyone is SHOCKED by this harrowing hail.)
Archer: A rip in space, eh...better than a rip in the seat of my pants!
(Everyone LAUGHS at this joke. Archer always knows how to lighten the mood!)
Archer: Maybe I should go and get Phlox...there could be wounded Bolians on the ship...
Reed: Err, shouldn't we rescue them first?
Archer: Oh, of course. Of course! You have that silly grappling hook thing, right?
Reed: Yes, captain!
Archer: Then grapple them fuckers out!
Reed: Aye aye!
Archer: And I'll go get Phlox, he might know things about Bolians...
Hoshi: I speak their language, I know all about them. Did you know a lot of them are barbers? It's true!
Archer: That's no help at all, Hoshi.
Hoshi: Sorry.
Archer: Right, off to Sickbay! T'Pol, you're in charge I guess.
T'Pol: Don't you want to stay until the Bolians are secure?
Archer: Nah!
(Archer practically runs to the turbolift. CUT TO Phlox in Sickbay, looking sad. Archer walks in. Phlox smiles.)
Phlox: I thought you'd NEVER GET HERE!
Archer: Less talk, more MAKING OUT!
(They start MAKING OUT! CUE OPENING CREDITS!)
IT'S BEEN A LONG ROAD...
TO BE CONTINUED