Hi all! Just a few things: I'm new to the Star Trek world (a convert thanks to the new movie), but I'll do my best to fix any inaccuarcies. I found 95 prompts in a Google search, but I don't know how many I'll do...we'll see how it goes, although I'm totally up for any suggestions! And all of the prompts will be of different lengths, characters, tones, etc.

If you read please review!

"You place a hypospray on what part of a patient, Mr. McCoy?"

Leonard McCoy lifted his head wearily from his crossed arms, trying to ignore the pounding headache courtesy of his hangover, and stared openly at his professor. This guy had to be kidding.

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes McCoy responded with a deadpanned, "The neck. But that's just an educated guess."

"Very good. At least someone is doing the reading."

McCoy fought the urge to roll his eyes. He was a doctor, not a child and he shouldn't have to sit in these basic medical courses. Damn Starfleet and their requirements.

"Because many of you got this wrong on the last exam, can anyone tell me the definition of the word disease?"

A petite blonde girl sitting in the front of the class timidly raised her hand.

"A disease is like a sickness of some kind, right?"

McCoy could feel his IQ drop. Letting out a huff, he grabbed his belongings and purposefully walked out of class. The last thing he wanted to hear was his idiot professor talk about what constituted a disease.

He had seen all kinds of diseases and the terrible ways they destroyed all types of bodies and species. The hypochondriac in him had decided a longtime ago that if a disease was going to take him out he was going to choose which one it was.

He had a seat waiting for him with his name on it at the local bar.