This is my first story. And of course it's Star Trek. Not really Spock/Uhura, just making fun of it. This story is at that one really cheesy line in the new Star Trek. I was completely making fun of Uhura's line. I hate Uhura/Spock. Yeah, Spock's a little OOC. Oh well.

XOXOXOXOXO Not really, I would never hug and kiss people I don't know,

Randomdancing410

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Uhura pulled away from Spock. "I'll be monitoring your frequency," she whispered.

Kirk was staring at the two in disbelief, but raised his eyebrows at that comment. "Ok, I know this is supposed to be an adorable romantic moment, but that line is corny beyond logic."

The girl tossed her long, black hair, but the Vulcan simply raised one eyebrow. "Jealous, Kirk?"

Jim contemplated the thought. "Yeah, kinda. I mean, no offense, you're ok-looking, I guess, but I really am the more attractive one. Why aren't there any hot chicks kissing ME good-bye? Seriously, director-script-person-whoever, can we just completely change this scene? No cheesy line from Uhura, ten girls begging me not to go? The audience will like it SO much better."

"Let's get back on the script, please," Spock interrupted. "It's the logical thing to do. I love you, Niyota."

Captain Kirk snorted. "Niyota? Now I know why you don't go telling people your first name," he giggled like a school girl, trying not to choke.

"I… have no comment on the matter," the Vulcan massaged his temples in exasperation as Niyota stepped off the beaming platform.

"Ener-" the captain laughed, "-gize!"

Uhura glared at Jim until he was beamed away. He mock-saluted her.