It feels like a perfect night To mess up transistors And go measure cortexes, uh huh, uh huh It feels like a perfect night To seal things up airtight To catalogue some dangers, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah We study physics, stars, biology and enzymes Deliverable and logical Oh yeah, They think we can work miracles if given deadlines This time - We do!
I don’t know about you But I’m wearing Science Blue Everything will be alright If I could discover you Redshirts don’t live like me But I bet they want to Everything will be alright If we keep exploring like we’re Science Blue, ooh Science Blue, ooh
It seems like one of those nights This ship is too crowded Too many cool kids, gold shirts, gold shirts (Who’s Jim Kirk anyway? Kid) It seems like one of those nights For sequencing genes, and end up beaming Instead of sleeping
Yeah We’re astrometrics, geo, quantum, sharp as x-rays Inspired and methodical Oh, yeah Tonight’s the night we won’t forget about hyposprays It’s time (Come here!)
Hey! I don’t know about you But I’m wearing Science Blue Everything will be alright If we can just save our crew Redshirt has a disease And it’s completely new Everything will be alright If we keep on testing like we’re Science Blue, ooh Science Blue, ooh (I don’t know about you) Science Blue, ooh Science Blue, ooh
It feels like one of those nights We’re out of known space It feels like one of those nights A desperate mind race It feels like one of those nights To give Jim bad news We’re going Code Blue Run this batch anew
Oh—Ooh —- Yeah! I don’t know about you But I’m wearing Science Blue Everything will be alright If we can just find that clue Redshirt’s not in one piece Just let us get the glue Everything will be alright If we’re boldly going like we’re Science Blue (fascinating) Science Blue (my god, man) Science Blue Science Blue
It feels like one of those nights To find a vaccine It feels like one of those nights The stars are gleaming It feels like one of those nights We got the good news We’re gonna school you We’re gonna save you!
I like to think that Jim would sneak into the medbay one day, slap a new sign on top of the one outside Bones’ office (idk if there is one but let’s pretend), and just run.
Bones doesn’t realize it for a few days, by which point the giggling from patients and nurses has gotten to be too much. When he sees his “Medbay Office” sign has been replaced by a nearly perfect replica reading “Med-bae Office,” Chapel sends Jim a message telling him he’d better hide.
(Chapel was in on it from the start though– it was her idea, a joking comment she made in passing, and Jim ran with it. She agreed to distract McCoy as he put it up on the condition that Bones would never know she had anything to do with it. M'Benga just pretends not to see or hear anything, but whenever McCoy leaves the room he still giggles.)
Opening performance at the GH Nurses Ball You’re Not Alone remix!!! Emma, Amy, Valerie & Kristina perform Brave by Sara Bareilles!!! Valentin performs And So It Goes by Billy Joel!!! Josslyn performs an original song It’s Not Over Yet!!!
Anon - reader is plus size and is getting bullied by a nurse?
“Your dress is riding up again,” Nurse Wilks muttered in your ear. “Why do you even bother with that thing? You know it wasn’t cut for you.”
“Then why the hell would they make it in my -” you started to growl.
“That’ll do Nurse,” McCoy appeared behind the two of you, startling you to stand up straight and causing Nurse Wilks to stiffen.
She shot you a look before leaving.
“You alright?” McCoy asked.
“Yes, Doctor,” you mumbled.
“If you want me to take disciplinary action -”
“There’s no need, Sir, really,” you turned and held up a hand. “It’s nothing I haven’t heard before. Nothing I haven’t thought personally. There’s no need to cause trouble where there isn’t any, in my opinion.”
“Still,” McCoy said with a pained expression. “You don’t deserve to be spoken to like that.”
“It’s my own fault,” you shrugged, feeling a pang of guilt for talking down to yourself like this, but he’s probably thought about it, too. This dress is tight, but it’s the last clean uniform you had and the way this week had played out, it’s do-or-die.
“I’m not sure exactly what ‘fault’ you’re referring to, but I don’t like hearing you talk about yourself like that. You’re in fine health, Nurse, I checked myself, remember? Don’t let her get you down cause she’s narrow minded.”
“And if I may?”
You raised your eyebrows.
“I think you look fantastic,” he gave you a modest smile before carrying on through sickbay.