A/N: Lol I think this story might be pretty amusing to write.

I do not own Star trek in any way augauhagauhg.

The Beginning~

"Bones? Bones?! Where is he? Where's Spock?!" Jim huffed as he rushed into the sickbay.

"Don't worry Jim, Spock is fine." Jim sighed in relief, running a hand through his golden hair. "Except.."
"Except what Bones?" Jim tensed again, curling his fingers into tight fists. " What is it?!"

" Captain I believe it best to let doctor McCoy and I explain the situation at hand without your emotional outbursts."

Both men turned their attention to the bed beside them. Jim's blue eyes grew wide at the sight. Bones sighed in annoyance.

Spock took a step forward, hands placed firmly behind his back in his usual stiff posture. Yup he was fine alright except... he was small,like about as tall as a 20th century earth pencil and a half. Spock tilted his head to the side.

"Your concern for my well-being is... appreciated." Spock lifted an eyebrow as Jim's jaw dropped.

"This.... This is Spock?" Jim stuttered, turning his attention to McCoy then back to mini Spock.

"Yes Jim... This is Spock."

"This... This is Spock!" Jim giggled. Well no, chuckled. Jim doesn't giggle. Giggling was for girls... and Chekov. Jim leaned over the beds edge to examine his first officer.

"Captain I do not understand your amusement for my current situation." Spock stepped back as Jim got closer.

"Keptin! Zar you are! I've been wooking evweywhere!" Chimed Chekov as he entered the room. "How iz Mr. Spo... Iz zat Mr. Spock!" Chekov rushed to the edge of the bed, saying something excitedly in Russian. "Mr. Spock... He iz wike a small doll!" Chekov exclaimed excitedly.
Jim ruffled Chekov's hair as he chuckled. " Yes, yes now get back to bridge."

"Yes, sir!" Chekov smiled brightly as he left.

"Now then.. how did this happen?"

" So you're saying Spock is going to... stay like that for two standard earth weeks?"

"Yes Jim."

" And there is no way we can turn him back?"

" No Jim."

" So we have to wait till that plants mumbo jumbo wears off?"

" Again yes Jim."

"... Really?"

" Damn it Jim! I'm a doctor not your personal answering machine!"

" Captain I still have the ability to do work and am capable of doing so." Spock shifted as he stood on McCoys desk.

"Like hell you can!" Spock turned to face Jim, lifting that well known eyebrow.

"But Captain I-"
"No means no Spock. I will not allow you to do any sort of work in your current state. You'll stay on the Enterprise on a temporary break." Jim paused " Thats an order."

Spock's ear twitched as he gave a reluctant "Yes Captain."

Jim grinned as he began to move from his seat. " Now then Boys if you'll excuse m-"

"Jim wait!" Jim gave McCoy a questioning look. " Take this mini green-blooded hobgoblin with you."

"Sure thing Bones." Jim grinned again, gently setting mini Spock down on his palm.(Spock blushed slightly.)

" Kirk out."

This is going to be interesting.

A/N: I had fun writing this. EXPECT MORE.