A drabble by K'Chaps
"Come on, Spock! Live a little." McCoy grinned. "It's tradition."
Kirk nodded. "It's good luck, and we need all the luck we can get."
"I refuse to see how drinking green beer can give us luck, which scientists dismiss as random events." Spock eyed the green fluid. "And if I decide to forego this tradition?"
Kirk and McCoy exchanged a wink. "There's a price to be paid."
Spock crossed his arms. His shipmates were always touting traditions; he suspected it was to make him miserable. He still had Valentine candy on his desk! Kirk reached. Spock blinked. "Ouch!"