[ Not so fast, junior! Bones is a crotchety old man sans the cane. He knows whenever some kid is bending back the blades of grass on his front lawn!
The door swings open just in time to catch Kyle retreating from his good deed. Aww how sweet. It's about to get all the sweeter as McCoy steps over the crate towards the young man. And where the devil are his hands? Oh ha ha they are clasped behind his back like a good little StarFleet officer.
He just hopes he can keep the evil intent out of his eyes long enough. It can't be classified as force if it's in the patient's best interest right? Yeah, sure. Bones'll go with that. ]
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The door swings open just in time to catch Kyle retreating from his good deed. Aww how sweet. It's about to get all the sweeter as McCoy steps over the crate towards the young man. And where the devil are his hands? Oh ha ha they are clasped behind his back like a good little StarFleet officer.
He just hopes he can keep the evil intent out of his eyes long enough. It can't be classified as force if it's in the patient's best interest right? Yeah, sure. Bones'll go with that. ]