ST: Phasers to Stun (29/100)
Title: Once More, With Feeling
Prompt: 49. Kirk and Spock, jealousy
Genre: Gen, Humor
Rating: G
Characters: Kirk, Spock
Pairings: None
Word count: 200
Spoilers/Warnings: Another dialogue fic, mostly because I need a little humor after writing a ton of angst.
Summary: Spock has to rescue Kirk. Again.
"I will never be able to comprehend just how you manage to get yourself into these situations."
"Can you just untie me? They won't be gone long."
"Doctor McCoy will not be pleased to see these abrasions."
"Well what was I supposed to do? Sit still and not try to escape?"
"Did you not think we would come to your assistance?"
"Of course I did! I just thought I'd help out a little, is all."
"If you had not been so 'helpful' during our initial contact with the Wrilks, you would not have been in this situation to begin with."
"Well, you see, there was this--"
"I am not interested in your reasoning, Captain. And there is no need to pout--I am sure Doctor McCoy will listen to your story upon our return."
"I am not pouting."
"You were."
"You're just jealous that you weren't chosen as the next vessel for the Wrilks' god."
"Jealousy is an emotion, and as such I do not feel it. Besides, there is no logical reason to want to be chosen as a vessel, as part of the ceremony is to have your liver eaten by the high priest."
"...That's disgusting!"
"Indeed."
Prompt: 49. Kirk and Spock, jealousy
Genre: Gen, Humor
Rating: G
Characters: Kirk, Spock
Pairings: None
Word count: 200
Spoilers/Warnings: Another dialogue fic, mostly because I need a little humor after writing a ton of angst.
Summary: Spock has to rescue Kirk. Again.
"I will never be able to comprehend just how you manage to get yourself into these situations."
"Can you just untie me? They won't be gone long."
"Doctor McCoy will not be pleased to see these abrasions."
"Well what was I supposed to do? Sit still and not try to escape?"
"Did you not think we would come to your assistance?"
"Of course I did! I just thought I'd help out a little, is all."
"If you had not been so 'helpful' during our initial contact with the Wrilks, you would not have been in this situation to begin with."
"Well, you see, there was this--"
"I am not interested in your reasoning, Captain. And there is no need to pout--I am sure Doctor McCoy will listen to your story upon our return."
"I am not pouting."
"You were."
"You're just jealous that you weren't chosen as the next vessel for the Wrilks' god."
"Jealousy is an emotion, and as such I do not feel it. Besides, there is no logical reason to want to be chosen as a vessel, as part of the ceremony is to have your liver eaten by the high priest."
"...That's disgusting!"
"Indeed."