Penny made sure that Kyo and Jordon were following before precariously running to the hallway they'd beamed to (see she knew where she was going...) and stopping to wait for Danny. The Red Alert was roaring it's typical siren and the lights flashed on and off in red. Damn, that Uhura must have escaped the closet. There was also the sound of shuffling feet...or something like feet. Finally she spotted Danny toting something that looked like a sleeping bag wrapped in a quilt and tied at the ends...which she assumed must have been the Russian navigator he had sought after.
"Hiiiiii Pennyzzzzzzzz!!!"
The spazzy cake man waved his hand in the air like he just don't care.
"Look I caught me a Cheky poz!
"
He smiled gleefully as he gave his captive a nice love tap on the buttz.
"Mmthnthp!"
The snugly bound captive protested in a bright reddish blush. He squirmed a little in his bonds.
"Eheh, I see that!"
She sighed a little, nearly dropping Spock, and gathered everyone together to beam up.
"Penny to Enterprise" Penny mumbled.
"Beam us up!"
Her cell phone loaded for a good 30 seconds and then they all sparkled and disappeared, reappearing on the life size replica of the Enterprise.
"Everyone all here and in one piece?" She didn't really wait for the answer.
"Where next? I'm thinking Port Royal- 1840. Whatdya say to some swash buckling? Dang, Sulu would have loved this, maybe we should go back for him..."
"I'm for it!
"
Randomman jumped in joy with his captive still held over his shoulder.
"What about you Cheky pooz! Cheky pooz?"
He looked over at his shoulder to see himself carrying nothing but air.
"Gahh! Cheky poozzzzzz!!! Where are youzzz!!!? TT"
The cake dude seeks out on an epic search for his wuv.
"Eeeek!"
A squeaky Russian cry is heard.
"Zomghosh Cheky pooz!?
"
He rushes over to the feminine figure standing near by the mirror.
"Noo don't look at me!! TT"
The figure cowers as it holds its arms to its face to sob.
"Cheky poo whats wrong?"
Chekov drops to the floor in an emotionally mess. He holds his knees in close to his chest and continues to cry mumbling.
"Now no one will takes me seriously anymore!!"
He lowers his head to his knees and weeps.
"Aw come on Cheky pooz! What's the matter?"
He pulls out a cake handkerchief from his cake pockets.
"Here yah goz~!"
He offers the upset navigator the hankie.
"Than thank you TT"
He smiles a little bit and makes a cute blow into the hankie.
"
so cute XD Now whats the matter wuver?"
He pockets back the hankie.
"...nothing."
"Nothing!?
Then why are you crying silly? XD"
The Russian blushed and went to a death like whisper.
"Th the."
He chocked.
"Hmmm the what?"
Randomman tilted his head.
"the I mean my outfit its to to tight and...short..."
The navigator slowly let his knees rest to the floor.
"Bwebz!"
Randomman yelled in surprise across the fake ship. Chekovs outfit had changed into a yellow gold candy-colored miniskirt with Nancy Sinatra go-go boots. Even more surprising his already feminine figure had developed/ changed into into one adult lady.
"Don don't say it out in the open like that!"
He
or was it she? flustered.
"Why did this happen to me? TT"
He wrapped his arms around his busty chest. Gwed only knows how that outfit was supporting her
or his? figure.
"Transporter accidents..."
The cake man smiles with a sight.
"It happens to the best of us"
"The skirts to short.."
He blushes and try's to cover up his no doubt starfleet patterned panties.
"Don't worry about it Cheky pooz! I'm sure you will be back to your normal masculine self in no timez~!"
"You you think so?"
Randomman nearly dies from Pavels perfectly naturally puppy dog face.
"Heck yush!
Oh gwed! I think I almost died! DX Now come on!"
He lightly tugs at his hand.
"Some milk and cookies will cheer you up!"
The cake man brings his head super close.
"You do like cookies and milk right~!?"
The gold skirt blushes.
"ye yes. I like cookies. and milk.."
"Coolio! Lets go thenz~!"
The cake man helps Chekov to his feet. and they head over to the galley together holding each others hand.
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