The Last Hurrah

Posted on Thu Sep 3rd, 2020 @ 2:36am by Captain Dick Sprague
Edited on on Thu Sep 3rd, 2020 @ 2:47am

Mission: Nothing To Fear...
Location: Starbase 57
Timeline: Current

ON:

{Starbase 57, Food Court}

Captain Dick Sprague wanted a burger, but he continued eating his salad anyway. He was down five pounds since the spring... only a few dozen more to go. While his weight was down, albeit slightly, everything else was looking up.

It had been six years since his command of the USS Chuck Norris. Once that ended, Sprague was able hide away in various administrative jobs, and retirement with a full pension was now only months away. Not that they used money in the 24th century.

Sprague grimaced as he took another bite. And then another.

"Hey man, if you don't like it, why don't you eat something else?" asked a passerby.

"Trying to watch the ole' weight," Sprague replied as he rubbed his belly.

"Um, you know like that the replicators can make it taste like anything you want, right?"

"Wait, what? Salad doesn't have to taste like salad?"

"DUDE!" the man continued, "That technology has existed since the 23rd century!"

OFF:

I can't wait to meet all of you!

Captain Dick Sprague
Commanding Officer
USS Wayfarer NCC-72113

P.S.--I almost posted this with "USS Chuck Norris" in the signature line. Old habits die hard!