#87 -- Kirk and Uhura, surprise partyyahtzee63May 13 2009, 17:47:50 UTC
When you're captain of a starship, you can't exactly manage your own birthday party. No more casual messages to friends, suggesting a bar and a time; it sounds like an order. You can't even hint to somebody what you'd like: If you do, chances are you'll show up and find everybody there in uniform, standing at attention. Not exactly Jim Kirk's idea of a good time.
He wasn't too concerned about this. The Enterprise had to count as the best birthday present he'd ever received. If this year he simply kicked back on his birthday - maybe by walking a bottle of Denebian brandy over to Bones' cabin - as long as the cabin was in this ship (his ship), this was still a banner year.
So Jim felt mellow about it, until the moment he walked into his cabin and was greeted by 30 people screaming, "Surprise!", plus one Vulcan who looked rather bemused by it all.
"Who did this?" Jim kept demanding, between hugs from Janice Rand, back-slaps from Hikaru Sulu and the offer of a jigger of whiskey from Montgomery Scott. It was Pavel Chekhov who finally gave the game away, pointing toward one corner. Jim stared. "Spock?"
"No, sir. I mean, sort of, sir. Not that this was Mr. Spock's idea, but he was the one who noticed your birthday in the personnel logs," Chekhov said, flushing with pleasure as Christine Chapel handed him a glass of champagne. "I believe he mentioned it to Lieutenant Uhura, and she did the rest."
Jim realized that Uhura was standing almost directly behind Spock, the two of them close enough that he wondered if they'd forgotten they weren't alone. But of course, Spock remained completely proper, and Uhura -
As if she sensed his eyes on her, she peered around Spock's shoulder at him. He remembered seeing her for the first time, in a dive bar so crappy people came from all around the planet just to get drunk while talking about how much it sucked. There had been laughter and shouting and alcohol there, too; the difference was, Jim wasn't a failure any longer. This was a much better place in every way.
If he hadn't thought Uhura was worth fighting over, he wouldn't be here.
Jim lifted his whiskey to her in a silent toast, and was rewarded with, at long last, a real smile from Uhura. The birthday presents just kept coming.
He wasn't too concerned about this. The Enterprise had to count as the best birthday present he'd ever received. If this year he simply kicked back on his birthday - maybe by walking a bottle of Denebian brandy over to Bones' cabin - as long as the cabin was in this ship (his ship), this was still a banner year.
So Jim felt mellow about it, until the moment he walked into his cabin and was greeted by 30 people screaming, "Surprise!", plus one Vulcan who looked rather bemused by it all.
"Who did this?" Jim kept demanding, between hugs from Janice Rand, back-slaps from Hikaru Sulu and the offer of a jigger of whiskey from Montgomery Scott. It was Pavel Chekhov who finally gave the game away, pointing toward one corner. Jim stared. "Spock?"
"No, sir. I mean, sort of, sir. Not that this was Mr. Spock's idea, but he was the one who noticed your birthday in the personnel logs," Chekhov said, flushing with pleasure as Christine Chapel handed him a glass of champagne. "I believe he mentioned it to Lieutenant Uhura, and she did the rest."
Jim realized that Uhura was standing almost directly behind Spock, the two of them close enough that he wondered if they'd forgotten they weren't alone. But of course, Spock remained completely proper, and Uhura -
As if she sensed his eyes on her, she peered around Spock's shoulder at him. He remembered seeing her for the first time, in a dive bar so crappy people came from all around the planet just to get drunk while talking about how much it sucked. There had been laughter and shouting and alcohol there, too; the difference was, Jim wasn't a failure any longer. This was a much better place in every way.
If he hadn't thought Uhura was worth fighting over, he wouldn't be here.
Jim lifted his whiskey to her in a silent toast, and was rewarded with, at long last, a real smile from Uhura. The birthday presents just kept coming.
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