It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk... [Jim/Bones and Spock; Captain's Quarters]
Bones was dancing.
Yeah, he'd been pissed off being carried over Spock's shoulder back from George's room. He was drunk, yeah, but not that drunk. Not really. But breaking George's replicator aside, he'd thought it was a productive night. Got to let out some steam. Found out some stuff about Spock's past. And it wasn't every day when one of your best friends gets his heart broken. Man needs his friends at a time like this. And a shit load of alcohol.
But the gathering was over, Jim still sober and putting George to bed, and Spock hadn't exactly been careful getting him back to the Captain's quarters, thank fuck only a couple people saw. Once he got put down, he grabbed a glass of water and downed it, sitting down at the table. He looked down at his hand and sighed. George, poor bastard, he got a bad deal there. Jim wasn't happy with him, being drunk and all, and Spock still looked slightly pissed as well.
All of a sudden, Bones knew what he wanted. "Computer, play music - McCoy comma Leonard, playlist..." he paused, thinking, then snorting, "...number two." A chirp, then the room was filled with some good old country music. Hot damn.
Looking over at Spock, Bones grinned, then got up and began moving around on two left feet.
Yeah, he'd been pissed off being carried over Spock's shoulder back from George's room. He was drunk, yeah, but not that drunk. Not really. But breaking George's replicator aside, he'd thought it was a productive night. Got to let out some steam. Found out some stuff about Spock's past. And it wasn't every day when one of your best friends gets his heart broken. Man needs his friends at a time like this. And a shit load of alcohol.
But the gathering was over, Jim still sober and putting George to bed, and Spock hadn't exactly been careful getting him back to the Captain's quarters, thank fuck only a couple people saw. Once he got put down, he grabbed a glass of water and downed it, sitting down at the table. He looked down at his hand and sighed. George, poor bastard, he got a bad deal there. Jim wasn't happy with him, being drunk and all, and Spock still looked slightly pissed as well.
All of a sudden, Bones knew what he wanted. "Computer, play music - McCoy comma Leonard, playlist..." he paused, thinking, then snorting, "...number two." A chirp, then the room was filled with some good old country music. Hot damn.
Looking over at Spock, Bones grinned, then got up and began moving around on two left feet.