Jim was sitting on a bio bed in sick bay. Bones was busy concocting a mixture to hypospray him with. Jim eyed the hypospray wearily. He could handle a hypospray any day. He could even handle Bones any day. In fact, he pretty much enjoyed handling Bones. Every day.
But Bones and a hypospray? Yeah, that made Jim a little bit nervous to say the least.
Bones had his back turned towards Jim so he did not see when Jim slowly and quietly slipped off the bed and moved backwards and away from him. He was halfway to the door when Bones turned around.
“Right, Jim. This will only take a seco...” Bones looked at where Jim was sitting a moment before. When he turned his head to the left he saw Jim making a run for it.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
Bones ran after Jim.
Bones caught up with Jim in the hallway.
Bones tackled Jim to the ground.
Bones hyposprayed Jim in the neck. Really hard.
“There you go.”
Bones slapped Jim on the bum and got up to leave.
“I HATE YOU, Bones!!!!”