Full Main Cast  Kirk walked out of the turbolift, late, as
usual, to see Pavlov Chekov in the captain's chair. "Mr. Chekov,
out of the chair."  "Aye, sir. Sorry Keptin." The Russian went
amiably to his own post and Kirk took his seat.  "Mr. Sulu,
status report…"  The next day, Kirk came to the bridge late
again. "Chekov!"  "Yes, Mr. Kuirk?" The Russian's smile was too
innocent.   "I'm afraid, Mr. Kuirk, that I can't-"   "Aye,
Keptin! Sorry!" Chekov scurried to his seat and Kirk resumed
his.  It quickly became a game. A contest to see who could get
into the captain's chair and be in there when Kirk came in,
late, as always. "Sulu!" Another day. "Chekov!" Another day.
"Uhura!" Another day. "Scotty!"  "Aye, Mr. Kirk?"  "You don't
even work on the bridge."  "Your point being?"   "I'm afraid I
cannae-"   "Aye, Captain." Scotty got up, holding up his hands
in a gesture of peace.  The next day, Kirk came in; late, as
always, and froze in the doorway as he looked at the person in
his chair. "Spock?!"  "Yes, Captain?"