"Spock, has anyone ever told you you're really strong?" Kirk slurred as his second-in-command helped him stagger to his quarters at Starfleet headquarters.

"Yes, Captain. As I am half Vulcan, I am physically stronger than a full human." Spock answered briskly. "As your first mate, it is my duty to inform you when I believe that your actions are not logical."

"Oh come on, Spock." Kirk rolled his eyes drunkenly.

"Sir, an insignificant contest based on the amounts of alcohol that each contestant can consume before sucumbing to unconsciousness is not only unnecessary but also dangerous." By now, Spock had managed to reach Kirk's door, open it, and half-drag half-push Kirk inside.

"Oh lighten up, Pointy. I was representing Earth in a very, very important..." Kirk squinted as he tried valiantly to make words. "Thingy." Kirk managed to escape Spock's grip and fall flat on his face. If Spock had not been half Vulcan, he would have rolled his eyes.

"Captain, I hardly think a drinking game is an important 'thingy', as you call it." Spock dragged Kirk to his feet. Kirk giggled stupidly.

"You said thingy." Kirk giggled again and Spock shifted the arm around his waist to support his weight better as they reached his bed.

"So I did, Captain." Spock unceremoniously dropped Kirk onto his bed and removed his shoes. Kirk rolled over onto his side and smiled sleepily.

"You're a good friend, you know that?" Kirk yawned. Spock stood with his hands behind his back.

"You are my Captain, it is my job to take care of-"

Kirk covered his ears childishly. "Spock, I don't want to hear any logic. It doesn't make sense when I'm sober or when I'm buzzed."

Spock was about to point out that Kirk was a long ways away from "buzzed", when Kirk surprised him.

"You know, I never apologized for talking about your mom that day." Kirk, suddenly serious as only the very drunk can be, faced Spock. "I know that logically, it led to my position as Captain and I saved the day, blah blah blah," Kirk waved his hands vaguely in the air to punctuate his speech.

"Captain, I understand why you did what you did. Provoking me to show emotion was a logical choice. I was obviously compromised and your actions saved the Earth." Spock reasoned. Though it did...feel nice to hear that his friend hadn't forgotten about that day. The day his world was literally torn apart.

"Doesn't mean I don't regret insulting your relationship with your mother." Spock quirked an eyebrow.

"Even after I nearly killed you?"

"Okay, that sucked. But I would have reacted same way in your place." Kirk suddenly laughed again, dissipating the serious tone and reminding Spock that Kirk was in fact, hammered.

"What is amusing you now, Captain?" Spock asked curiously.

"I was just imagining myself with your eyebrows." Kirk laughed again and slipped into sleep.

Spock relaxed slightly and pulled the blankets over his friend.

Kirk woke the next morning to find a bottle of water and two aspirin on his bedside table. Then the headache hit and he groaned.

"Pointy-eared bastard."

Hello, please review if you like this. Or if you don't. Whatever, it's a free country. Anyways, I would like this story to have to "audience participation" and will take suggestion for the next situation for Spock to encounter. Remember, these chapters don't have to be related at all, the sky is the limit. The rating on this story can change depending on what suggestions I get, so don't be afraid of pairings.