Title: An ode to landing parties
Summary: A tribute to a typical structure of an away mission in The Original Series.
Character(s): Chekov, OC
Pairings: None
Genre(s): Humor, Parody (of the affectionate sort)
Word Count: 192
Rating: K
Warnings: As with all my work, possible OOC-ness (in the eye of the beholder; I'm VERY picky about that sort of thing), involvement of an OC, offscreencruelty to Redshirts,

Author's note: So I'm cleaning out my hard drive and publishing anything I've finished this year that I have yet to publish for whatever reason (typically a lack of confidence in my work, certainty my OCs are Sues and my writing of canon characters renders them painfully OOC, Etc.). At some point in September, during a bout of insomnia, I wrote four unrelated Drabbles. I'm publishing them as a collection rather than as four different works as I typically do because they were all written at the same time and are all of about the same quality. Enjoy!

This one honors the structure of many an episode (The Apple was one I was specifically thinking of, but there are more which use about the same thing). I've always wondered what some lesser crew members might've been thinking. Or if anyone in the crew noticed the repetition.

Disclaimer: Star Trek does not belong to me, and likely never will.

"Please tell me this sort of thing isn't a regular occurrence," the young Ensign from the science department said weakly to Chekov.

She, Kirk, Chekov, Spock, and two security personnel had beamed down to a planet to investigate…some sort of disturbance was about all she could tell (probably some sort of freak of nature; that might explain her presence) Within minutes, the irate natives had found them and had proceeded to kill both security personnel, capture them, and steal their communicators, tricorders and phasers. At this point, they'd managed to break away from their former captors and were fighting for their lives. Apparently, the prime directive did not apply in this situation.

"Unfortunately, it is," Chekov replied as he punched another of the natives.
"…why did I sign on this ship?"

"Don't worry. I don't think the captain will put you on another landing party anytime soon. He usually lets us recover awhile before assigning us on another."