Getting up after the strains of a New Year party isn't easy, especially getting out of the bed. It feels like I'm magnetised to it.
New Year's Day is the one time of year that I ask the replicator for a coffee, insterad of my usual earl grey tea. Not only that, it has to be black, extra strong.
Yuk! It tastes like I'm drinking a barrel of tar, but right now, ity's about as much as I can face.
Beverly, who is slightly dazed, holds her head and struggles to get out of bed before sitting herself down.
"Jean-Luc." she mumbles, "Have you been hitting my head with a hammer all night?"
"No, of course not, Bev."
"Well it sure feels like it." she answers, and groggily staggers to the bathroom.
While she does, I try to put m,y uniform on. Only when I haver vdo I realise that it's on back to front and inside out. After two more goes, I get it right and stagger out.
I head towards the Bridge and meet Ensign Britney.
"Good morning, Ensign.Happy New Year" I say to her, who is wearing dark glasses and looks a little shaken.
"Err..hello, Captain. Happy New Year.." she answers quietly, "Could you possibly whisper, as everything seems very....ugh...."
With that, she holds her mouth and rushes off into the ladies bathroomn.
When I get to the Bridge, everyone is looking worse for wear, except Data. Worf looks gruesome as if he is thinking that today is NOT a good day to die.
"I feel like a wreck, Captain." admits Riker.
"Really, Number One." I say, dazed, "If any invaders came and attacked the Enterprise now, it could be sol;d for scrap, and us depositewd on a planet too powerless to do anything about it."
"I have taken steps to prevent that occurring." Data turns round and tells us.
"What have you done, Mr Data." I nervously ask.
" I have placed a beacon warning that the Enterprise is in the grip of a deadly infection which would affect any who tried to board it. The message should last until everyone has recovered from the effects of the party."
"Well done, Mr Data." I tell him, "Let's get some more black coffee in."