They’ve just finished a new, non-burning clone of Commander Beard when the ship begins whooping with red alerts.
“State the nature of this emergency!” snaps Captain Spaceship, hand on his laser.
“Status quo field’s down, Captain,” crackles Lieutenant Ethnic over the comm.
“Are you saying things on ship could change?”
“In some cases,” says the Lieutenant grimly, “they might change and not change back.”
“Shit!” Captain Spaceship grips his laser a little too hard and accidentally slices off most of the new Commander. “Whoops! Shit! Get it back online, shit!”
So they fix it with technology and everything is fine again.