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I changed my commanding officer's diapers
McCoy set Spock down in a small children's pen. Spock quietly settled down and watched McCoy with wonder flashing in his small little brown eyes. McCoy's nostrils flared slightly and he scoffed at the child.
" Now sit there and stay quiet I have work to do." McCoy commanded Spock with a gnarled finger. The baby giggled at McCoy amused by his southern drawl. McCoy sighed and went over to his computer and began to type madly.
Spock kept himself distracted by playing with several toys spread around the small pen. Spock's mind caught the sight of a small furry animal. He went over to it and poked it as if expecting it to come alive. Disappointed with the inanimate object, Spock soon grew extremely bored. As he laid his small head on the floor he realized he could not actually fall asleep, the continuous typing of the doctor was keeping him awake. McCoy sighed, as he saw the frustration in the toddler's eyes.
" Spock, go to sleep! I promise I'll play with you later." Spock's eyes grew huge and watery like that of a dog, "Spock! Don't, you little...err...Spock, why don't you look at the wall? Look at it, it is going to do a trick!" McCoy said with a false bubbly voice.
Spock looked at him befuddled, but he seemed to understand and turned his round little face and looked at the wall. McCoy smirked and mumbled something and continued to write in his computer, he enjoyed the silence as he became immersed in his work. However, just as he was getting to the most important part of his paper, he felt something hard hit him on his temple.
" Spock!" McCoy bellowed as he furiously rubbed his temple. The baby giggled softly and picked up something else with his little hands, and then chucked it at McCoy.
" Why you little hobgoblin!" McCoy said picking Spock up and setting him down on his table. "You little demon! Stop that this instant!" Spock stopped giggling and looked up at McCoy with huge magnified eyes.
"Muhwaaaaaaa!" The baby started to wail and kick his little legs furiously. McCoy began to panic and he picked up the child to try and comfort him. " Sorry, stop crying please?" he said patting the child's back. Then silence.
He fell asleep.
" Thank the gods." McCoy muttered as he gently placed the baby down in his playpen. McCoy let out a loud sigh and walked over to the com station. "Jim, he's asleep."
" Have you figured out what we can do with him?" Kirk's voice came over with a slight touch of concern. McCoy sighed in exasperation.
" He's more trouble than you can imagine Jim, and no I haven't had time to even research his condition."
" Well, I need my science officer back Bones, we can't let this get out to Starfleet, at least not yet. I'll come by this afternoon and see what he is doing." McCoy nodded and replied roughly.
" All right Jim I'll see you this afternoon." And McCoy turned of the com. He sighed and looked back at the sleeping Spock, and wondered why the fates allowed such a thing to happen to him.
Well I know I ain't got much today, but I have story formed for this now, its just a matter of being able to write and post it, well, until the next post, please review! I also would appreciate any suggestions, currently I am writing three other fics, and I have others that haven't been updated such as this one and I also have two other fics that are in the process of being written. So much FanFiction!!!!!!!!!!!! Review!!!!!!
