There Is No Dairy Here

In the never-ending quest for perfection, Baron Von Kremen, deep in his laboratory, turns on the electricity. There is a chill and a grinding of gears... and there be sorbet.
( Igor, what are these cherries doing in the back of the freezer? I thought we ate them all last year. )

( Igor, we will have to be ruthless with these Apricots. )

There's Good News and there's Bad News

So I found a link to Spock/Uhura awards and then immediately winced at the word "fanfictions". Am I the only one who finds such incorrect grammar cringe-worthy?

Still, I am going to peruse the awards anyway, in the hope that the winners are better grammarians than the organizers.