Houston, think we got a problem
...But it's sure nice to no have to.
Aaaah, I love Scrubs, practically grew up on that show. It's theme song has always stuck to me though, especially the line, "I'm no Superman." which describes me. It's in a ways that says, in a sort of shrugging manner, I'm good but not that good but I can get better. At least to me. BUT! Butbutbutbut. I can quote a few lines that just made my day when I was younger.
"DR.COX, HUGE NEWS~ I pulled some strings, and got the park place right behind yours~!'
Bwaaaaah this day, this week, this month, since almost half a year ago I've been having problems. Not big problems with my personal life, but my health. First, I had to get mono [quite mysteriously. Never had a boy/girlfriend, never kissed anyone, don't eat after people...] that I didn't know was mono, making me feel bad and sickly for weeks. Finally my one and only week for thanksgiving break I was dog sick. Couldn't move, got fever up to 104 easily, kept coughing, felt like- well, shit. Then I get over that. Then I get this weird bug that makes me cough for almost a month now.
I literally puked in the sink at school I coughed so much, ugh. Luckily no one witnessed this. I won't give you the mental image, but man, I felt bad. Didn't go home because my brother said 'You only puked once!' and I, like a fool, did what he said. Even though it was an hour into school and I couldn't really eat the rest of the day. I had a headache all day, and my work isn't up to par.
My Grandma [Grammy] has had bad health and was re-admited to the hospital after her second round of Kemo-therapy. First time she was okay, 'cause we were makin' her eat all this natural stuff that supposedly helps with cancer-shrinkage. But she stopped a month ago and now... Well, she's on an IV. She's not close to death though, just feeling bad.
Well, at least I feel 'okay' emotionally, hmm?
I think my mental health lately had been because I've been writing these things. Therapy did nothing to make feel as elated as looking and seeing yes, somebody is looking at my 'secret' life and mind and accepting it. I could never have told my nun therapist half of my daydream fanfictions which are pretty terrible and incomplete. Sorry, world!
For that I thank myself and all those people that, even if they don't know it, encouraged my to make this. For showing me that yes, I can let someone in, to know my weirdest craziest dreams and they won't hate me. Somehow I've opened up to my family on some of my secret fandoms and to my surprise, they don't mind, they even like the fandoms. I would have never thought that before. And I thank the people I've recently become friends with. Their journals inspire me~
Also, I appreciate the comments on my journals. I only just realized that my journals can be an eyesore at times. Goodness, my headache increased when I looked at my history. XD So, thank you for the note, and I'll make sure to not switch colors so often. It also takes less time to edit now~
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The Tarsus IV group. The nine who had seen Kudos. One James T. Kirk didn't make it to even the most classified Starfleet files. There are thought to only be eight.
They made a deal once they got off that planet. If no one was in a committed relationship by the time the youngest [Kevin] turned Twenty-One, which would be not to long before Jim turn Twenty six, they would all marry each other. This rule didn't apply if two of them fell for another Tarsus person.
Jim actually has romantic feelings for Bones and Spock, and is confused by them. At least Bones was his friend, but Spock had trouble even talking politely to him. Well, no one else saw it, but the eyebrows and his eyes said it all.
So he arrives back on earth and meets first with Sai, a busty, blond haired, purple skinned girl with smoky grey eyes and four tentacle legs who hails from Germany. She has helped Que [male] and T'Hai [male] get together in her own quirky way by taking Que by surprise and kissing him in front of T'Hai. Now, you might think this screwed them over, but T'Hai was so stunned he was rooted to his place as she backed off and was turned down by Que, even though he hadn't seen T'Gai. When she asked why, he admitted he loved T'Hai. T'Hai took it from there, taking it a step further and making out from about two minutes with Que. To this day Sai has the film of it and proudly put it on her Youtube channel. She got over 100+ Subscribers for that.
"J.T.! McBONES!" She shouts over the crowd, rushing through all of them to wrap her legs around the to-be Captain and grasping his face in her hands, kissing him viciously. He flailed his arms a bit, but seemed used to this. She slid off his after about ten seconds, and greeted Bones by pulling him by his collar to her, with a less ferocious kiss and a hug. "I missed you both! I knew you were going to do something as silly as save the Earth, but I know Bones instigated it." She tapped the side of her head at this, and laughed. "Say thank you, JT."
"Oh fine," He grumbled good-naturedly, "Thank you, Bones." She pouted at him, and whined a bit, but he shook his head no at whatever she wanted him to do. She sighed and tutted at him, but let it go. She then turned to the rest of the crew she had yet to meet. A glazed look covered her eyes for a second before she smiled brightly and shook Mr.Scott's hand and gave him a kiss to the cheek. "Brilliant discovery, Mr.Scott, and thank you for 'giving it all she's got'."
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Jim would do anything for Bones and Spock- and Jim does. Jim reveals that he is not a he, but a she for Bones. She gives herself to Spock for the early Pon Farr because she knows Spock can't hurt Uhura and Uhura wouldn't survive Pon Farr. Jim drags himself away after losing her good reputation and watching as the one thing she wanted to do was stripped from her with a smile. Bones is Happy, Spock is Content, and her crew is still alive and well. She couldn't ask for more.
Little does she realize her crew is not happy with her, but it took most of them a while to realize. Chekov knows this even before she leaves, Sulu right after, Bones a day later, Nyota a few days later, Spock a week later. They realize she knew what would happen when they read her last entry in the Captains log.
"Captain's log. This is quite possibly going to be the last time I get to do this. I'm about to go out there and reveal I'm a woman for Bones. Then I'm going to offer myself as a replacement for Uhura in Spock's Pon Farr, which Elder Spock has warned me would happen early on. I didn't think it would have to be this early. Hell, I didn't think Uhura wouldn't survive if she participated. Though I give myself up knowing Spock doesn't love me, and Bones doesn't love me that way either, and no one else will. At least my crew will be able to live happily without me. I'm going to miss Pasha, he reminds me a bit of Kevin from Tarsus. Sulu as well, hell, I'll miss everyone, even Rand and Cupcake. I wasn't good enough to serve here, I knew it since I found out I wanted to be a Captain and ma told me that the job was cursed for the Kirk line. Captain's Log out."
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"They have authorized me to plead Not Guilty... But on the other hand they have also authorized me to plead Guilty. Now I am confused. Ffffff-~!"
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Just to prove that yes, I have been reading my friends journals vaguely, I would like to offer a bit of my opinion about agentronster468's point about homosexual relations. Yes, by the way, I understand he doesn't hate homosexuals, he only made a logical point about what might be.
I myself am Bisexual. I think it is also a bit of switch and possibly the possibility of evolution going on in society.
The switch part would of course be about the brains. Think about this for a moment- how many people inhabit earth right now? That's right, over six billion people share this earth. Not including all the wonderful animals on land and the might creatures of the deep blue ocean. Maybe our brains subconsciously are realizing this fact, and are switching over to homosexual tendencies to save earth.
Let's think a moment. We are wasting a heck of a lot of the earth resources at a rate that many of them can't replenish fast enough, even with pesticides and chemicals and sometimes even plant genetic mutations. Scientists know for a fact that we will kill ourselves if we don't grasp this. Then again, STDs, infertility, and sometimes stress can also be argued to accomplish the same end, if more painfully.
Then there's the possibility of evolution. I won't really touch on this one, because evolution takes a long time. Maybe though, nature is making it so we can reproduce without the opposite sex? That of course is the exact opposite of my first argument. In order for this one to work our minds would recognize we're heading to other planets entirely with new resources and such. We're not there yet, of course, but evolution also takes time.
Yes, both are quite possibly ridiculous arguments, that doesn't mean I can't state my silly little thoughts on my little corner of the world. Hmm.
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Stolen, from a random [but nice] asexual right here on LJ. :D
So let me get this straight - Larry King is getting his 8th divorce, Elizabeth Taylor is possibly getting married for a 9th time, Britney Spears had a 55 hour marriage. Jesse James and Tiger Woods are screwing EVERYTHING, yet the idea of same-sex marriage is going to destroy the institution of marriage?? Really? REALLY?? Repost to your page if you agree.
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This journal is too serious! Why, the Joker would point his gun at me and ask me why I was so serious if he was here! I must correct this mistake! Here, have some fun~
At the farmer's market with my so called girlfriend
She hands me her cell phone, says it's my dad
Man, this ain't my dad!
This is a cell phone!
"You don't understand!" Mathews cries. "I'm Security! I'm supposed to keep that idiot safe! Only he's got the survival instincts of a gerbil and I'm drunk and he's drunk and there isn't a phaser setting for shit like this!"
"Snuggle pollen!" She gasps out. "Oh, my God! And he's humping you! Oh, I'm dying, dying!"
"I know where your quarters are woman," Leonard threatens, "and you're a damn fine nurse so don't make me smother you in your sleep!"
And maybe Jim can be coaxed from his (not well-concealed, not at all) sadness that Scotty got hitched to the Enterprise first.
Damn crazies.
Leonard is secure in the knowledge that he is the sanest of them all.
Remember who you're supposed to be, Spock, I thought, You're a ditzy guy in a bathrobe who did too much LSD at Berkley in the sixties. Remember the LSD act, please…
Spock turned back to Jillian. "The answer is simple," he said.
I listened, hoping and waiting.
Spock tilted his head to one side, put on this absolutely ridiculous smile, and said, in a loud, wavery voice, "I SPEEEAK WHAAAAALE!"
I slapped a hand to my forehead. Too far, Spock…
"Patch it through," Kirk commanded.
Uhura did so; a large, fuzzy, distinctly feline face appeared on the view screen.
"O HAI THAR! U IZ NOT CIELING CAT!"
The little boy blinked slowly and fixed his gaze on the good doctor.
What happened next had many possible descriptions.
The adult Kirk would have called it hilarious. Uhura would have called it sweet. Spock would have called it the natural animal process of filial imprinting. McCoy could only describe it as pure horror.
"Mommy?"
"Ah, hell no!" McCoy shouted. "I am NOT your mommy! I'm a doctor!"
Sulu grinned and plopped the ensign down behind his normal console. "Okay, Pavel, you're what-three? So tell me, what's the square root of 5,476?"
Chekov blinked his big blue eyes in thought. "Sewenty-four!"
When he and Scotty get drunk together…bad things happen. Terrible, awful things that he can't remember and Scotty…Scotty barely remembers anything sober unless it has to do with the Enterprise.
However, Bones likes tea. Not just any tea, oh, no. No, no, no. He likes Spock's tea. The kind from Vulcan that has all assortments of berries that really aren't berries, and twigs that the Vulcans picked out from under the mulch. Granted, he loads his tea down with so much sugar it's entirely possible that he just wants a little flavor and variety with his sugar intake (the man calls himself a doctor), but just the same, he only raids Spock's stash of tea when he needs his fix. He says he's not passive aggressive…yeah right!
Leonard stood in a defensive position, growling lowly. He had heard the commotion since morning. First, Scotty had started barking that that goddamn, no good, mangy cur of a Cat was destroying his Mistress' rock garden again. Then, Chekov had yipped up a storm to get the damn thing out of his Master's exotic plants, his barks heavy with his accent. Cupcake and two other dogs started barking soon after, indicating that the goddamn thing was getting closer to him. The whole neighborhood was in an uproar.
"I have captured the Fair Spock and Fair Chekov, and I wish to wed them. However, I recognize your claim to them, as you had bravely accompanied them onto my lands, thus I challenge you to a duel."
"A duel." Worst away mission ever.
"Yes. We will battle valiantly and with honor. The victor will gain the hands of the Fair Maidens, and the loser will be shrouded in defeat and humiliation for the rest of his days."
"Uh-huh."
Battle valiantly and with honor, his wrinkly old butt.
"I believe the phrase 'Our hero' is appropriate to the situation." Spock said, folding his hands behind his back, while Chekov stared in amazement.
"Yeah, yeah, I won you, now you're both my bitches." McCoy tucked his tricorder away, and crossed his arms grumpily. "Now move your asses outside so we can beam up from this wacko planet."
"Very well, Doctor."
"Yes, zir."
EDIT: From a different note, a parking ticket arrived in the mail today. It was my dad's. Also, he got it five years ago. And it arrived today. Ladies and Gentlemen, the polish mail service. XDD
"Oh." Leonard blinks at him. "What's your name?"
"My name is Spock."
Leonard offers him a hand. "'S nice to meet you, Mr. Spots. I ain't ever met a Vulcan before."
"…My name is Spock." Spock says, slowing his speech down slightly.
Leonard frowns. "'S nice to meet you, Mr. Spots." He repeats slowly.
"Not Spots. Spock."
"Spots."
"No. Spock." To his credit, the only outward sign of his growing ire is the slight angling of his eyebrows.
However, Leonard seems to be adept in reading body language, and whimpers, hiding behind Jim's legs. "Mr. Spots' eyebrows got angrier, Mr. Captain Jim!"
"Oooookay, little buddy." Jim says, scooping him up.
"Yer goin' ta have a lot of people angry at yeh," he said, motioning to the group surrounding their son.
"What are you talkin' about? I'm telling them that it was your idea."
Aaaah, I love Scrubs, practically grew up on that show. It's theme song has always stuck to me though, especially the line, "I'm no Superman." which describes me. It's in a ways that says, in a sort of shrugging manner, I'm good but not that good but I can get better. At least to me. BUT! Butbutbutbut. I can quote a few lines that just made my day when I was younger.
"DR.COX, HUGE NEWS~ I pulled some strings, and got the park place right behind yours~!'
Bwaaaaah this day, this week, this month, since almost half a year ago I've been having problems. Not big problems with my personal life, but my health. First, I had to get mono [quite mysteriously. Never had a boy/girlfriend, never kissed anyone, don't eat after people...] that I didn't know was mono, making me feel bad and sickly for weeks. Finally my one and only week for thanksgiving break I was dog sick. Couldn't move, got fever up to 104 easily, kept coughing, felt like- well, shit. Then I get over that. Then I get this weird bug that makes me cough for almost a month now.
I literally puked in the sink at school I coughed so much, ugh. Luckily no one witnessed this. I won't give you the mental image, but man, I felt bad. Didn't go home because my brother said 'You only puked once!' and I, like a fool, did what he said. Even though it was an hour into school and I couldn't really eat the rest of the day. I had a headache all day, and my work isn't up to par.
My Grandma [Grammy] has had bad health and was re-admited to the hospital after her second round of Kemo-therapy. First time she was okay, 'cause we were makin' her eat all this natural stuff that supposedly helps with cancer-shrinkage. But she stopped a month ago and now... Well, she's on an IV. She's not close to death though, just feeling bad.
Well, at least I feel 'okay' emotionally, hmm?
I think my mental health lately had been because I've been writing these things. Therapy did nothing to make feel as elated as looking and seeing yes, somebody is looking at my 'secret' life and mind and accepting it. I could never have told my nun therapist half of my daydream fanfictions which are pretty terrible and incomplete. Sorry, world!
For that I thank myself and all those people that, even if they don't know it, encouraged my to make this. For showing me that yes, I can let someone in, to know my weirdest craziest dreams and they won't hate me. Somehow I've opened up to my family on some of my secret fandoms and to my surprise, they don't mind, they even like the fandoms. I would have never thought that before. And I thank the people I've recently become friends with. Their journals inspire me~
Also, I appreciate the comments on my journals. I only just realized that my journals can be an eyesore at times. Goodness, my headache increased when I looked at my history. XD So, thank you for the note, and I'll make sure to not switch colors so often. It also takes less time to edit now~
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The Tarsus IV group. The nine who had seen Kudos. One James T. Kirk didn't make it to even the most classified Starfleet files. There are thought to only be eight.
They made a deal once they got off that planet. If no one was in a committed relationship by the time the youngest [Kevin] turned Twenty-One, which would be not to long before Jim turn Twenty six, they would all marry each other. This rule didn't apply if two of them fell for another Tarsus person.
Jim actually has romantic feelings for Bones and Spock, and is confused by them. At least Bones was his friend, but Spock had trouble even talking politely to him. Well, no one else saw it, but the eyebrows and his eyes said it all.
So he arrives back on earth and meets first with Sai, a busty, blond haired, purple skinned girl with smoky grey eyes and four tentacle legs who hails from Germany. She has helped Que [male] and T'Hai [male] get together in her own quirky way by taking Que by surprise and kissing him in front of T'Hai. Now, you might think this screwed them over, but T'Hai was so stunned he was rooted to his place as she backed off and was turned down by Que, even though he hadn't seen T'Gai. When she asked why, he admitted he loved T'Hai. T'Hai took it from there, taking it a step further and making out from about two minutes with Que. To this day Sai has the film of it and proudly put it on her Youtube channel. She got over 100+ Subscribers for that.
"J.T.! McBONES!" She shouts over the crowd, rushing through all of them to wrap her legs around the to-be Captain and grasping his face in her hands, kissing him viciously. He flailed his arms a bit, but seemed used to this. She slid off his after about ten seconds, and greeted Bones by pulling him by his collar to her, with a less ferocious kiss and a hug. "I missed you both! I knew you were going to do something as silly as save the Earth, but I know Bones instigated it." She tapped the side of her head at this, and laughed. "Say thank you, JT."
"Oh fine," He grumbled good-naturedly, "Thank you, Bones." She pouted at him, and whined a bit, but he shook his head no at whatever she wanted him to do. She sighed and tutted at him, but let it go. She then turned to the rest of the crew she had yet to meet. A glazed look covered her eyes for a second before she smiled brightly and shook Mr.Scott's hand and gave him a kiss to the cheek. "Brilliant discovery, Mr.Scott, and thank you for 'giving it all she's got'."
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Jim would do anything for Bones and Spock- and Jim does. Jim reveals that he is not a he, but a she for Bones. She gives herself to Spock for the early Pon Farr because she knows Spock can't hurt Uhura and Uhura wouldn't survive Pon Farr. Jim drags himself away after losing her good reputation and watching as the one thing she wanted to do was stripped from her with a smile. Bones is Happy, Spock is Content, and her crew is still alive and well. She couldn't ask for more.
Little does she realize her crew is not happy with her, but it took most of them a while to realize. Chekov knows this even before she leaves, Sulu right after, Bones a day later, Nyota a few days later, Spock a week later. They realize she knew what would happen when they read her last entry in the Captains log.
"Captain's log. This is quite possibly going to be the last time I get to do this. I'm about to go out there and reveal I'm a woman for Bones. Then I'm going to offer myself as a replacement for Uhura in Spock's Pon Farr, which Elder Spock has warned me would happen early on. I didn't think it would have to be this early. Hell, I didn't think Uhura wouldn't survive if she participated. Though I give myself up knowing Spock doesn't love me, and Bones doesn't love me that way either, and no one else will. At least my crew will be able to live happily without me. I'm going to miss Pasha, he reminds me a bit of Kevin from Tarsus. Sulu as well, hell, I'll miss everyone, even Rand and Cupcake. I wasn't good enough to serve here, I knew it since I found out I wanted to be a Captain and ma told me that the job was cursed for the Kirk line. Captain's Log out."
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"They have authorized me to plead Not Guilty... But on the other hand they have also authorized me to plead Guilty. Now I am confused. Ffffff-~!"
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Just to prove that yes, I have been reading my friends journals vaguely, I would like to offer a bit of my opinion about agentronster468's point about homosexual relations. Yes, by the way, I understand he doesn't hate homosexuals, he only made a logical point about what might be.
I myself am Bisexual. I think it is also a bit of switch and possibly the possibility of evolution going on in society.
The switch part would of course be about the brains. Think about this for a moment- how many people inhabit earth right now? That's right, over six billion people share this earth. Not including all the wonderful animals on land and the might creatures of the deep blue ocean. Maybe our brains subconsciously are realizing this fact, and are switching over to homosexual tendencies to save earth.
Let's think a moment. We are wasting a heck of a lot of the earth resources at a rate that many of them can't replenish fast enough, even with pesticides and chemicals and sometimes even plant genetic mutations. Scientists know for a fact that we will kill ourselves if we don't grasp this. Then again, STDs, infertility, and sometimes stress can also be argued to accomplish the same end, if more painfully.
Then there's the possibility of evolution. I won't really touch on this one, because evolution takes a long time. Maybe though, nature is making it so we can reproduce without the opposite sex? That of course is the exact opposite of my first argument. In order for this one to work our minds would recognize we're heading to other planets entirely with new resources and such. We're not there yet, of course, but evolution also takes time.
Yes, both are quite possibly ridiculous arguments, that doesn't mean I can't state my silly little thoughts on my little corner of the world. Hmm.
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Stolen, from a random [but nice] asexual right here on LJ. :D
So let me get this straight - Larry King is getting his 8th divorce, Elizabeth Taylor is possibly getting married for a 9th time, Britney Spears had a 55 hour marriage. Jesse James and Tiger Woods are screwing EVERYTHING, yet the idea of same-sex marriage is going to destroy the institution of marriage?? Really? REALLY?? Repost to your page if you agree.
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This journal is too serious! Why, the Joker would point his gun at me and ask me why I was so serious if he was here! I must correct this mistake! Here, have some fun~
At the farmer's market with my so called girlfriend
She hands me her cell phone, says it's my dad
Man, this ain't my dad!
This is a cell phone!
"You don't understand!" Mathews cries. "I'm Security! I'm supposed to keep that idiot safe! Only he's got the survival instincts of a gerbil and I'm drunk and he's drunk and there isn't a phaser setting for shit like this!"
"Snuggle pollen!" She gasps out. "Oh, my God! And he's humping you! Oh, I'm dying, dying!"
"I know where your quarters are woman," Leonard threatens, "and you're a damn fine nurse so don't make me smother you in your sleep!"
And maybe Jim can be coaxed from his (not well-concealed, not at all) sadness that Scotty got hitched to the Enterprise first.
Damn crazies.
Leonard is secure in the knowledge that he is the sanest of them all.
Remember who you're supposed to be, Spock, I thought, You're a ditzy guy in a bathrobe who did too much LSD at Berkley in the sixties. Remember the LSD act, please…
Spock turned back to Jillian. "The answer is simple," he said.
I listened, hoping and waiting.
Spock tilted his head to one side, put on this absolutely ridiculous smile, and said, in a loud, wavery voice, "I SPEEEAK WHAAAAALE!"
I slapped a hand to my forehead. Too far, Spock…
"Patch it through," Kirk commanded.
Uhura did so; a large, fuzzy, distinctly feline face appeared on the view screen.
"O HAI THAR! U IZ NOT CIELING CAT!"
The little boy blinked slowly and fixed his gaze on the good doctor.
What happened next had many possible descriptions.
The adult Kirk would have called it hilarious. Uhura would have called it sweet. Spock would have called it the natural animal process of filial imprinting. McCoy could only describe it as pure horror.
"Mommy?"
"Ah, hell no!" McCoy shouted. "I am NOT your mommy! I'm a doctor!"
Sulu grinned and plopped the ensign down behind his normal console. "Okay, Pavel, you're what-three? So tell me, what's the square root of 5,476?"
Chekov blinked his big blue eyes in thought. "Sewenty-four!"
When he and Scotty get drunk together…bad things happen. Terrible, awful things that he can't remember and Scotty…Scotty barely remembers anything sober unless it has to do with the Enterprise.
However, Bones likes tea. Not just any tea, oh, no. No, no, no. He likes Spock's tea. The kind from Vulcan that has all assortments of berries that really aren't berries, and twigs that the Vulcans picked out from under the mulch. Granted, he loads his tea down with so much sugar it's entirely possible that he just wants a little flavor and variety with his sugar intake (the man calls himself a doctor), but just the same, he only raids Spock's stash of tea when he needs his fix. He says he's not passive aggressive…yeah right!
Leonard stood in a defensive position, growling lowly. He had heard the commotion since morning. First, Scotty had started barking that that goddamn, no good, mangy cur of a Cat was destroying his Mistress' rock garden again. Then, Chekov had yipped up a storm to get the damn thing out of his Master's exotic plants, his barks heavy with his accent. Cupcake and two other dogs started barking soon after, indicating that the goddamn thing was getting closer to him. The whole neighborhood was in an uproar.
"I have captured the Fair Spock and Fair Chekov, and I wish to wed them. However, I recognize your claim to them, as you had bravely accompanied them onto my lands, thus I challenge you to a duel."
"A duel." Worst away mission ever.
"Yes. We will battle valiantly and with honor. The victor will gain the hands of the Fair Maidens, and the loser will be shrouded in defeat and humiliation for the rest of his days."
"Uh-huh."
Battle valiantly and with honor, his wrinkly old butt.
"I believe the phrase 'Our hero' is appropriate to the situation." Spock said, folding his hands behind his back, while Chekov stared in amazement.
"Yeah, yeah, I won you, now you're both my bitches." McCoy tucked his tricorder away, and crossed his arms grumpily. "Now move your asses outside so we can beam up from this wacko planet."
"Very well, Doctor."
"Yes, zir."
EDIT: From a different note, a parking ticket arrived in the mail today. It was my dad's. Also, he got it five years ago. And it arrived today. Ladies and Gentlemen, the polish mail service. XDD
"Oh." Leonard blinks at him. "What's your name?"
"My name is Spock."
Leonard offers him a hand. "'S nice to meet you, Mr. Spots. I ain't ever met a Vulcan before."
"…My name is Spock." Spock says, slowing his speech down slightly.
Leonard frowns. "'S nice to meet you, Mr. Spots." He repeats slowly.
"Not Spots. Spock."
"Spots."
"No. Spock." To his credit, the only outward sign of his growing ire is the slight angling of his eyebrows.
However, Leonard seems to be adept in reading body language, and whimpers, hiding behind Jim's legs. "Mr. Spots' eyebrows got angrier, Mr. Captain Jim!"
"Oooookay, little buddy." Jim says, scooping him up.
"Yer goin' ta have a lot of people angry at yeh," he said, motioning to the group surrounding their son.
"What are you talkin' about? I'm telling them that it was your idea."