As Captain Kirk and Scotty continued eating, they were wondering what was taking Riker and Spock so long to return. Both of their meals were getting colder by the minute.

"I guess Spock and Riker hit it off, if they're not back, yet." Captain Kirk cried, smiling.

"I didn't think ye'd be able to pull it off there, Captain; I guessed yah wrong." Scotty answered.

Captain Kirk grabbed out his portable communicator.

"Mr. Spock, it's Captain Kirk; what are you two lollygags talking about; your food's getting cold." Captain Kirk chuckled, enjoying himself.

"Mrrrrrrowwwww," Came from Spock's communicator.

"Spock, come on; stop being silly," Captain Kirk ordered.

"Captain…Mr. Spock's never silly; he finds silliness illogical, remember?" Scotty spoke, fearing something were wrong.

Captain Kirk gaped at Scotty then snapped back to his communicator.

"Spock, please tell me you're just trying to play a joke on Mr. Scott and I!" Captain Kirk pleaded.

"Meow," Came a reply.

"…Mr. Spock, stay right where you are; Scotty and I are on our way!"

Captain Kirk and Scotty shot up from their chairs and ran to find Spock.

They searched high and low, left and right, both Captain Kirk and Scotty still couldn't find Spock.

"I'm nervous, Captain," Scotty answered.

"So I am, Scotty," Captain Kirk answered.

Suddenly, a black cat, Spock, came down the hall and stared at Captain Kirk and Scotty. Captain Kirk and Scotty gaped at the little black cat, wondering how on earth it got onto the ship.

"Scotty, what did I say about bringing animals on the ship?" Captain Kirk growled.

"That ain't my cat, Captain; I don't even own a kitty. My wife's allergic to them, sir." Scotty answered.

"Who's cat is that, then," Captain Kirk questioned.

Spock walked over to Scotty and began rubbing against his leg, as if he were trying to identify himself. Scotty couldn't help but smile at the little kitty and leaned over to start petting him.

"Hey, pretty kitty; where'd yah come for, lad?" Scotty cooed.

"Meow," Spock cried.

Scotty noticed the weird collar he was wearing; it had a Starfleet Insignia for Science/Medical authority members on the ship.

"Captain, look at this here kitty's collar." Scotty spoke, stunned.

Captain Kirk gazed at it, shocked.

"Only someone in Starfleet could have that." Captain Kirk answered.

He took a look at the tag and saw 'Spock' engraved in the tag. Captain Kirk gasped then shot his head straight up at the cat.

"Spock…is that you," Captain Kirk cried.

"Mrrrrowwwww," Spock answered, as if it he were trying to say 'obviously'.

"No…Mr. Spock's a kitty cat; but how, sir?!" Scotty cried.

"Wait, where's Riker," Captain Kirk cried.

Spock meowed, again, but being a cat, neither Captain Kirk or Scotty could understand what he was saying.

"Forget Mr. Riker, Captain; we gotta get Mr. Spock to Sickbay!" Scotty cried, picking up kitty Spock in his arms.

Spock hissed, showing he wasn't enjoying being held like this. His natural Vulcan nature made him not prone or to give affection to loved ones in return. Love was an emotion, which was illogical to all Vulcans.

"How did this happen; Spock, why are you a cat?" Captain Kirk cried.

Spock meowed.

"I don't think asking him's gonna give us an answer, Captain." Scotty answered.

"Come on; maybe Dr. M'Benga will have an answer for us." Captain Kirk ordered.

The two of them, with Spock in Scotty's arms, rushed to Sickbay to get Spock examined and to find out why it was he was now a cat!