The morning had been... interesting. Not only had his sweat pants been gone, but all his pants had in fact been gone from all the drawers, replaced with skirts of a scandalous size. Initially thinking Bones had done this (because haha, like Spock would have done it or even thought of it ), he went to grab pants from each of them... only to find he couldn't even pick them up. And even with help, the pants wouldn't so much as let him put a toe through, much less his leg.

Whatever was going on, it was magical or Malnosso. He guessed some of both and whoever it was, was going to pay.

For now, he wiggled into one of the mini-skirts left to him in his drawers and made himself at home in his bed, skirt covered. At least Spock and Bones got their wish - he would stay in bed while they were away, which did nothing for Kirk's increasing sense of boredom...