[Star Trek: Drabble] "Traditional Earth Courting Ritual" [Amanda/Sarek, G]
Title: Traditional Earth Courting Ritual
Prompt: writerverse challenge #08 true love (romance)
Word Count: 225
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Star Trek (pre-TOS)
Pairings: Amanda Grayson/Sarek
Summary: “Greetings, Amanda. You are four-point-six minutes early.”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Traditional Earth Courting Ritual
“Greetings, Amanda,” said Sarek, when he answered his door. “You are four-point-six minutes early.”
She smiled. “You were so secretive about this whole date, I couldn’t wait to find out what it is.”
“As my preparations are complete, we may begin before the allotted time. This way.”
He held out his arm, and Amanda took it, allowing him to lead him through the sitting room and to the doorway of the apartment’s kitchen area.
“Oh, Sarek,” she said.
The small table was set with a crisp white tablecloth, gold-edged china and two lit candles, beside a vase of red rosebuds. A pot on the cooktop bubbled gently and smelled amazing, and Amanda resisted the urge to take a long deep breath.
“I am led to believe that this is a traditional Earth courting ritual, an appropriate ‘date’ for the length of time we have been romantically involved,” Sarek said, and he sounded a little hesitant. “Is this acceptable?”
“Acceptable?” repeated Amanda. “This is wonderful! Where did you even-? No, don’t tell me, I like the mystery. But it’s perfect, I promise, just perfect.”
“I am pleased,” he said.
Sarek held up his hand, with the first two fingers extended in the Vulcan manner, and Amanda replied, lifting her own fingers to touch his.
“The meal is ready,” Sarek continued. “Shall we eat?”
Amanda grinned.
THE END
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Prompt: writerverse challenge #08 true love (romance)
Word Count: 225
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Star Trek (pre-TOS)
Pairings: Amanda Grayson/Sarek
Summary: “Greetings, Amanda. You are four-point-six minutes early.”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Traditional Earth Courting Ritual
“Greetings, Amanda,” said Sarek, when he answered his door. “You are four-point-six minutes early.”
She smiled. “You were so secretive about this whole date, I couldn’t wait to find out what it is.”
“As my preparations are complete, we may begin before the allotted time. This way.”
He held out his arm, and Amanda took it, allowing him to lead him through the sitting room and to the doorway of the apartment’s kitchen area.
“Oh, Sarek,” she said.
The small table was set with a crisp white tablecloth, gold-edged china and two lit candles, beside a vase of red rosebuds. A pot on the cooktop bubbled gently and smelled amazing, and Amanda resisted the urge to take a long deep breath.
“I am led to believe that this is a traditional Earth courting ritual, an appropriate ‘date’ for the length of time we have been romantically involved,” Sarek said, and he sounded a little hesitant. “Is this acceptable?”
“Acceptable?” repeated Amanda. “This is wonderful! Where did you even-? No, don’t tell me, I like the mystery. But it’s perfect, I promise, just perfect.”
“I am pleased,” he said.
Sarek held up his hand, with the first two fingers extended in the Vulcan manner, and Amanda replied, lifting her own fingers to touch his.
“The meal is ready,” Sarek continued. “Shall we eat?”
Amanda grinned.
THE END
Current Mood:
blah