[Star Trek: Drabble] "Fun in the Sun" [Kirk/Spock, G]
Title: Fun in the Sun
Author: Ami Ven
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Prompt: a(n incredibly, amazingly, unbelievably) late birthday present for gothtique
Fandom: Star Trek (could be TOS or reboot)
Pairing(s): Jim Kirk/Spock
Summary: “So, still think a beach day is illogical?”
Fun in the Sun
“So,” said Jim, collapsing onto the sand, “still think a beach day is illogical?”
Spock arched an eyebrow. “With even more certainty, captain.”
“We’re on vacation, Spock, you should call me Jim.”
“I fail to see why you have chosen to grant shore leave on a world so inhospitable.”
“Inhospitable?” Jim repeated. “Spock, this is paradise! The sand, the sun…”
“The ultraviolet radiation from this star is one-point-seven-two times that of Earth’s sun.”
“Yeah, but that’s what Bones’s sunscreen hypos were for. Didn’t you get one?”
“As a Vulcan, I have a much higher tolerance for UV.”
“Then you should be out enjoying the sunshine with the rest of us.”
Jim gestured down the beach, where the Enterprise command crew were engaged in various activities - Chekov and Sulu building an elaborate sandcastle, Uhura and Scotty walking arm-in-arm through the surf, McCoy asleep under a shade tree with a medical journal on his chest.
“Perhaps I shall join the doctor,” said Spock.
“Spock,” said Jim, drawing out the vowel in a whine. “We’re supposed to be having fun. Together.”
There went the eyebrow again.
“I believe it would be unwise to engage in sexual activities here,” said Spock. “Both because we are not alone, and because of the risk of getting sand in sensitive locations.”
Jim sighed. “C’mon, Spock, we can’t just sit around doing nothing.”
“That would be a wiser use of our leisure time.”
“Spock…”
“However,” he continued, “if you insist on venturing again into the ocean, it would be logical for me to go with you.”
Jim scrambled back to his feet. “That’s the spirit!”
Spock got up more fluidly. “I am merely thinking of your safely, captain.”
“Jim.”
“Jim,” Spock repeated, and held up a hand.
Jim grinned and pressed their fingers together in a Vulcan kiss.
THE END
Current Mood:
creative
Author: Ami Ven
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Prompt: a(n incredibly, amazingly, unbelievably) late birthday present for gothtique
Fandom: Star Trek (could be TOS or reboot)
Pairing(s): Jim Kirk/Spock
Summary: “So, still think a beach day is illogical?”
Fun in the Sun
“So,” said Jim, collapsing onto the sand, “still think a beach day is illogical?”
Spock arched an eyebrow. “With even more certainty, captain.”
“We’re on vacation, Spock, you should call me Jim.”
“I fail to see why you have chosen to grant shore leave on a world so inhospitable.”
“Inhospitable?” Jim repeated. “Spock, this is paradise! The sand, the sun…”
“The ultraviolet radiation from this star is one-point-seven-two times that of Earth’s sun.”
“Yeah, but that’s what Bones’s sunscreen hypos were for. Didn’t you get one?”
“As a Vulcan, I have a much higher tolerance for UV.”
“Then you should be out enjoying the sunshine with the rest of us.”
Jim gestured down the beach, where the Enterprise command crew were engaged in various activities - Chekov and Sulu building an elaborate sandcastle, Uhura and Scotty walking arm-in-arm through the surf, McCoy asleep under a shade tree with a medical journal on his chest.
“Perhaps I shall join the doctor,” said Spock.
“Spock,” said Jim, drawing out the vowel in a whine. “We’re supposed to be having fun. Together.”
There went the eyebrow again.
“I believe it would be unwise to engage in sexual activities here,” said Spock. “Both because we are not alone, and because of the risk of getting sand in sensitive locations.”
Jim sighed. “C’mon, Spock, we can’t just sit around doing nothing.”
“That would be a wiser use of our leisure time.”
“Spock…”
“However,” he continued, “if you insist on venturing again into the ocean, it would be logical for me to go with you.”
Jim scrambled back to his feet. “That’s the spirit!”
Spock got up more fluidly. “I am merely thinking of your safely, captain.”
“Jim.”
“Jim,” Spock repeated, and held up a hand.
Jim grinned and pressed their fingers together in a Vulcan kiss.
THE END
Current Mood:
creative