"Captain. Have you- Oh my goodness! Is this your cat?" Uhura picked Spock up and cuddled him. The half Vulcan knew how funny Jim though it was but he didn't agree.

"He's gorgeous! Aren't you? Yes you are!" Uhura rubbed her nose against Spock's cat one before putting him back down on the table by his milk saucer.

Spock flash Jim a glare before resuming his milk lapping.

"He is indeed gorgeous but he's not mine. I'm looking after him for a while."

All of a sudden, a brown puppy came bounding into the mess hall and jumped onto the table. It skidded to a halt in front of Spock and yapped something at him. Spock tiled his head and the puppy stuck a paw on his ears.

'I was trying to fix your stupid problem and created my own! Look what you've done to me, you fucking sod!'

Spock was about to reply but McCoy was yanked away by Jim.

"Lenny! Leave Sooty alone!" Rolling McCoy on his back, he rubbed his belly until the doctor was barking and yapping like he genuinely was a puppy.

"Is he your responsibility? He's so adorable!" Uhura rubbed McCoy's belly then tapped his nose and he sneezed. He blinked and looked around for the cause of it before realising it was him.

"Yeah." Jim smiled and picked both the doctor and science officer up. "I should get going. I'll see you on shift, Uhura."

"Bye guys!" She waved and McCoy barked happily.

As the mess hall doors closed behind them, the happy barking turned into angry barking.

"I AM A FUCKIN' DOG, KIRK! DON'T YOU EVEN DARE 'BONES' ME RIGHT NOW!"

Alpha shift was certainly stranger than usual. For a start, Commander Spock seemed to be missing and Doctor McCoy was not at sickbay. But, these things happened occasionally and Jim had covered up with a decent explanation before hoisting a black cat onto his lap as a brown puppy jumped around.

Chekov muttered something and it turned to him before dashing round again.

"Lenny. Come here, boy." Sulu lowered a hand from his station and the puppy bounded up to him. Sulu rubbed his head and placed him on his lap, where he yapped, obviously pleased.

'That is totally blackmail material.' Jim thought as he continued to scratch behind the black cat's ears.

'Spock?' He added when he got no reply. He glanced down and grinned when he realised his first officer was sleeping on his lap.

"Keptin? Can I haff a word with you? In private?" Chekov span round in his chair and Jim nodded. He stood up and placed Spock down on his chair before following the young Russian out into the turbo-lift.

"Dat's Doctor McCoy and Commander Spock, da?" Chekov asked as soon as the doors closed. Had Jim had a drink, now, he though, would be an excellent time to spit-take.

"Yeah, but how-" Jim managed and Chekov grinned.

"De Commander and Doctor vanished when de puppy and cat appeared. De have de right fur colour and personality so I said 'McCoy' and de puppy responded. I'm sure if I said 'Spock' to your cat, he would do the same, da?"

"Wow, kid. You're good." Jim sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Da. And if you don't tell de others, I vill." Chekov opened the doors and let his grin drop back to his regular smile. Both he and Jim sat back down and Jim prodded Spock until he looked up at him.

'Chekov is blackmailing me. I got blackmailed by an 19 year old.' Jim thought and Spock mentally smiled.

'Do tell them then.'

"Oi! Bones. Your secrets out, get over here."


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