Title: Yes, Captain
Summary: 360 words of one-sided Kirk/Spock. Don't trip over the treknobabble.
A/N: This is...poetic prose? I don't even know. The first two lines are taken directly from the original series episode, "The Apple".
"Stepped in front and took the thorns yourself."
"I assure you, Captain, I had no intention of doing that. It was merely my own clumsiness which prevented me from moving out of the way."
It is astounding that no human ever notices the illogic of a Vulcan saying that Vulcans never lie.
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Occasionally there is a strange sensation in my side
approximately 2.36 centimeters behind my sixth rib on the right
it almost feels as if a model-AA resonator antecoil were implanted there.
The sensation has an inverse correlation with your distance from me
and emanates from a point behind your sternum to the left
it almost feels as if a model-AA resonator postcoil were implanted there.
"Spock, could you jury-rig some sort of weapon by uniting these two resonator coils?"
"Perhaps, Captain. It should be possible to use the natural attraction between the antecoil and the postcoil to generate enough electroharmonic energy to stun the guard."
Occasionally the strange sensation reminds me of the planet Balmerin
permanently shrouded in darkness due to an unending solar eclipse;
its moon and sun are so exactingly synchronized that day never comes
the relationship seems too perfect to have evolved naturally
it is almost as if the moon were bound to the sun by fate.
"But Spock, the Balmeri moon orbits Balmerin. Its curious relationship to the Balmeri sun is mere coincidence."
"Thus, "almost", Captain. In any case, I have always thought abstract metaphors to be highly illogical."
it almost feels as if I lived upon the moon of Balmerin
it almost feels as if you were the Balmeri sun
it almost feels as if you were the only source of light in the universe
it almost feels as if I have no purpose but that which you give me
and it only almost matters that abstract metaphors are highly illogical
because what I say is only almost a metaphor.
"Spock, don't you have any hobbies besides making me look foolish?"
"No, Captain."
"Ah. Well, go help Bones find the cause for this Gyllian delirium the crew's caught, and make some snappy retort every time he calls you a hobgoblin."
"Yes, Captain."
Yes, Captain.