The Truth Behind Spock's Green Blood is Revealed

Queen Et-Kree-An of Yalski 6 rested in bed, dying from a nasty case of Throat Withering. She was alone, apart from a Telepathic Reflector in the shape of a large mirror on her wall, but she did not look in it. Throat Withering was not exactly the prettiest picture. But, besides the whole Throat Withering business, she was unhappy. Her husband, as was tradition of West Yalski 6 had married the most intelligent woman on the planet (besides her, of course) to be Queen. But Et-Kree-An knew this harlot. Intelligent, but a real meanie. She couldn't let that smart yet terribly awful person rule West Yalski 6. So she, after reluctantly viewing her worsening Throat Withering, turned on the Telepathic Reflector and set it to max.

"Oh Deities far and wide, to all reaches of the galaxy…please bring us someone with skin as white as snow, hair as black as ebony…and a mind even greater than the new Queen, Rhet-Yule-An." And with that, Queen Et-Kree-An died.

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"Captain, Yalski 6 will be in communications range within precisely one minute." Spock lifted his ebony-black hair and snow-white skinned face from his scanner to look at his kitork little Captain and that mathematically perfect, perfect hair. He had tried to figure out through many graphs and equations just how fal Jim's hair managed to attain such perfection, but even with all his logic and science, the results had been inconclusive.

"59 seconds. 58 seconds. 57 seconds…" Sulu began a gleeful countdown. Spock was not certain why, but the helmsman always seemed to take delight in numerical countdowns, especially those that entailed the certain death of all the crew aboard the Enterprise. Unless Sulu could sense something Spock's fantastic and much superior Vulcan awareness could sense, then there was an unusual amount of glee in this particular countdown.

"Uhura in – "

" - 33 seconds…"

"- open communications to the Yalskian people and request whether we can fulfil our orders from Starfleet to land on their planet, discuss trading options, and study their unique flora and fauna." Petakov pla'kruslar Jim eyeballed her with those intense eyes that had caused lesser humanoids to faint.

"Yes, Captain." Uhura did not faint. Uhura was not a lesser humanoid. "Confirmation coming through now. Permission granted. The King and Queen of West Yalski 6 will await your arrival."

"Good." Jim rose. "Mr Spock, with me. Alert Doctor Mccoy and a couple of security members to be at the transporter room in five minutes. Tell Scotty we will be ready to beam out in 5 and that he has the conn while I am away."

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"Welcome to our beloved planet, Starfleet Officers." The Queen, a tall humanoid with sharp teeth, a rhombus-shaped face and four, clawed hands waved them into a large palace. It was seemingly created of blue and purple fibreglass. The King also stood there, but he looked as hauntingly vacant as Sulu was every time he was affected by a happy drug.

"Well hello there." Jim kan-bu flashed a smile that had defied all science and literally melted reconstituted butter. With his powerful Vulcan ears, Spock could hear Mccoy's almighty eye-roll.

"Is there something on the ceiling, Doctor?" He looked toward the significantly out-eyeshadowed man as Jim took the Queen by two of her arms and began his 'trading' talks. The King followed, undisturbed by their manner.

"No Spock, I am just trying to take in the entirety of Jim's ego with my inferior little human eyes." Spock noted an overwhelming note of the tone 'sarcasm' in Mccoy's statement. Fascinating.

"Doctor, ego is an intangible idea, unable to be perceived by vision as we know it. And Jim is relatively humble by human standards, I believe." That particular, annoyed eyebrow raise meant his sass had reached a highly acceptable level.

"Yeah, yeah, I know Spock. Come on, let's find out how scientifically and medically interesting this flora and fauna really is before Jim gets a marriage proposal." Spock's eyebrow joined Mccoy's in a beautiful symphony of perfectly raised face hair.

"Mccoy, the Queen is already married."

"Exactly. Come on." Spock's very logical and mathematical brain considered joining the Captain, just to make sure the talks had….. a more logical opinion. But he had his mission. Ekon-ak'shem Jim had been fine many times before, and thus by rule of percentages, should be fine this time too.

Mccoy secretly wondered if Spock's blood was green because he internalized his jealousy so much. No wonder he sometimes burst out in angry fits and punched the Captain, always and only the Captain, in the face. Well, once Spock had tried to kill Jim with a footstool. But internalizing feelings will do that to you.

A/N:

PART TWOOOO hahaha I have too much fun with these and I hope they're a giggle for you guys too :P

Spock tried to kill Jim with a footstool in This Side of Paradise.

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