Space the Final Frontier.

May we always reach out and find excitement and fascination in the mystery and the discovery, the search and that final triumphant solution.

May we always remember that life exists in infinte diversity and in infinite combinations, and may we each learn to reach out and hug it, and give it our devoted and undivided attention.

May we all go boldly forth into the unknown, taking with us the most virtuest parts of ourselves and holding them out for all the universe to see.

Star Trek, the ultimate statement on all things ... human.

Episode One: To Boldly Go Where No Duck Has Gone Before

Chapter Four: The Conclusion

Darkwing looked around at the two remaining occupants of the transporter room. "As always, your timing is impeccable, Megavolt."
"Well, I do run on digital." Megavolt replied.

"You didn't get weed-wacked, captain?"
"No, it was a success, Doctor."
"Then since you don't need me, I think I'd better get back to medical where I can get on with some bioresearch."
"Thanks, Bushy." Bushroot smiled at him before disappearing out the door.

"Megavolt, we'll be needing the tractor beams for the Klingon ship."
"We're letting them go back home, aren't we?"
"We're preventing a war."
"Oh!" Megavolt's face cleared. "Duh, thanks for explaining that." He grinned at Darkwing and switched off the transporter controls. He went out the door with Darkwing. "You know, I'm an engineer, not a security officer."
"Thank goodness, I already have one of those." Darkwing laughed and they split directions.

Darkwing Duck appeared on the bridge. He bee lined to the science station where Spock and Gosalyn were in deep discussion.
"Please tell me you've got something, because I've just promised the end of the sensor scans."
Gosalyn grinned at him. "We have enough to tell Starfleet command all about their experiments, captain."
"And we are no longer scanning them as per your agreement with Korok."
"Great, you two, thanks." He skirted around the banister. He looked around the room. "I thought Kirk would be up here."

"He was." Darkwing swivelled around at Spock. "The first officer felt it necessary to give him a reason to visit sickbay."
"Morgana ..." Darkwing looked down at her.
"Don't you Morgana me ..." She growled.
He laughed quietly. "That's just the way I like it." He sat down next to her.

"Communications, report."
"Quackulon 5 is clear of Klingons."
"Excellent. Negaduck, rig for towing. Quackerjack, steady as she goes, manoeuvre in to hitch up."
"They could double cross us, captain." Negaduck warned.
"Thanks for reminding me, I'd better check in. Hailing frequencies, lieutenant Liquidator."
"Open sir."
"Klingon ship. Prepare for towing. We will escort you back across Federation space to the neutral zone. Acknowledge."

"Acknowledged, Captain Darkwing. Q'uapla."
"Q'uapla, captain Korok. Screen off."

The U.S.S. St. Canard towed the Bird of Prey and there was nothing more said upon the subject of war for some time after that ...

Next Week's Voyage:

001101100 Things To Do While Space Docked

The bridge officers of the U.S.S. St. Canard start out thinking they have a bit of free time to relax. But in the Star Trek universe that's just a recipe for chaos. The terrestrials are after something stashed on board the U.S.S. St. Canard. Can Captain Darkwing Duck get his ship and crew back into order... and what about the fiendish Tribbles?