Authors Note: I(unfortunately) do not own the genius that is either Star Trek or Wicked. Otherwise, Elphaba would be alive with Fiero by her side. But this is just a song fic that popped into my head while listening to this song and I realized, "hmm.. this song kind of describes those two." Also, just to say, I know that I switched around who was talking differently than the music does but it wouldn't have made sense. Well, R+R!
What Is This Feeling?
(Loathing)
Wicked
Spock:
Dear Mother and Father
J. Kirk:
Dear Mom,
Both:
There has been some confusion over assigning here onboard
J. Kirk:
But of course I'll just ignore it
Spock:
I will not be alarmed 'cause of it
Spock: J. Kirk:
Yes, there's been some confusion Yes, there's been some
for you see my first mate is… confusion 'cause you see
the captain is…
Spock:
Unusually and exceedingly peculiarly impossible to describe
J. Kirk:
Smart
Spock;
Why am I feeling? It's sudden and new..
J. Kirk:
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
Spock:
My pulse is rushing
J. Kirk:
My head is reeling
Spock:
My face is flushing
Both:
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing!
Unadulterated loathing!
Spock:
Rule Breaking
J. Kirk:
Logic
Spock:
And your clothing
Both:
Lets just say- I loathe it all!
Ev'ry little trait however small,
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With such simple, utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
Its so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast,
Still, I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing,
Loathing you,
My whole life long!
½ of Crew:
Poor Captain Spock
You are just to good
How do you stand it we don't think we could
He's a terror! He's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias
But Captain Spock you're a Vulcan!
Spock:
This has been sent to try my patience
Other ½ of crew:
Poor First Mate Kirk
Forced to be assigned,
To someone so boring and despised
We just want to tell you,
We're all on your side
We share your,
Loathing!
Both:
What is this feeling so sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling
Oh, what is this feeling
Does it have a name?
Yes
…aaahhhh….
Crew (back round):
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing!
Breaking rules, logic, your clothing!
Lets just say- We loathe it all!
Ev'ry little trait however small
Makes our flesh begin to crawl
..aaahhhh….
All:
Loathing!
Crew:
Loathing!
Both:
There's a strange exhilaration
Crew:
Loathing!
Both:
In such total detestation
Crew:
Loathing!
Both:
Its so pure, so strong!!
Crew:
So strong!
Both:
Though I do admit it came on fast,
I do believe that it can last
And I will be…
Crew:
Loathing!
Both:
Loathing
Truly deeply loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!
Crew:
Loathing!
Unadulterated Loathing!
J. Kirk:
Boo!
Spock:
mmm…
