Well, I know nothing about Vulcan physiology but I can easily imagine this could be true...
This is the end.
One day, in the playground of one school of Shikkar.
"I heard the nurse saying that he is dying!" One child said.
"This was predictable! My father says that he is the sole hybrid alive! Nobody knows what his life span is!" Another child said without a sign of sorrow in his voice.
"Mine says that he is an error of the nature, the result of an experiment: a mixture of Human and Vulcan DNA!" A third child said.
Usually, these affronts were said loudly in front of Spock, to make him uncomfortable, but not today.
One hour ago, Spock had been accompanied by his teacher T'Larhi at the infirmary. After a discussion with the nurse, she had decided to call Spock's father at the Embassy. He arrived shortly after her call. One stern look at the three boys had sufficed to stop their babbling.
Sarek's face showed no sign of worry but his mind was tormented. What happened to Spock? Her teacher said that his son had lost three teeth this morning. Apparently, he was not hurt by his classmates today …at least, not physically!
Sarek increased his speed after hearing the boys' comments. In fact, he was furious at these boys but even more at their parents and at himself!
This environment is too unhealthy for the development of Spock! I let this situation lasted too long. He thought, his head remorseful.
He found his son seated in front of the nurse's desk, his head bowed and his hands clenched around a small tissue covered with blood. Sarek knew that Spock was trying to contain tears.
"Greetings, Ambassador Sarek!" T'Larhi said, not using the proper salute between Vulcans.
"Greetings, T'Larhi!" Sarek said in the same tone: cold and indifferent! Antipathy was mutual.
"Spock, my son, how are you?" Sarek said, kneeling before his son, he suppressed rapidly the urge to touch him.
In response, Spock opened his shaking hand and showed to his father his small teeth in his tissue.
"My …My teeth have fallen…Father…And …and two others are moving…I did nothing …They have fallen…" Spock said in a small voice, ashamed and worried, his eyes still lowered to the floor. "Father, am I dying?"
"No, Spock! You're not dying!" Sarek answered, looking sternly at the nurse! "But …this is unexpected! We should consult your doctors immediately and ask for your mother to join us! Come, my son!" Sarek said, taking Spock's hand in his, this time, despite the presence of the two women.
Only one hour later, Spock and his father were at the hospital. More precisely, they were waiting in the department of genetic research!
Spock knew this department and these scientists or doctors very well as he came here, year after year… since his birth. These geneticists were, in fact, involved in his conception.
Scans and blood tests were already made when his mother arrived.
Spock was seated beside his father in the waiting room. The small boy of eight years old was trying to move his tongue through the hole left by the absence of his front teeth! At the sight of her lovely son, Amanda laughed!
Her husband and son looked at her in disbelief!
"Oh my…I am sorry my dear!" She said, laughing.
"I do not see the comic of this situation, my wife!" Sarek said, worried for the sanity of his spouse!
"Sarek… Um…No worry. I will explain." Amanda had begun but the arrival of the Doctor Sorel stopped her.
"Sarek, Lady Amanda, Spock…I saw the scans, there is no serious problem! What happened is that Spock has inherited a feature common to humans: the development of its dentition! This is unexpected but as you know, his physiology is always …Well…mysterious."
"Spock has just lost his baby teeth!" Amanda said merrily, like this event was the greatest event in his life! Spock looked doubtful…
Humans are crazy! He thought…
"Yes…This is right! We have always thought that Spock was like Vulcans in this area. For us, teeth are permanent, while humans lose their first teeth or baby teeth between 6 and 9 years old."
"I will lose all my teeth!" Spock said in shock, picturing himself with dentures!
"Spock! Don't worry! Your permanent teeth will emerge soon!" Amanda said, taking her worried son in her arms.
"That is right, again. The scans show that a second tooth is set up under the first." Doctor Sorel said.
"How long it will take until all his teeth …" Sarek began to ask.
"We don't know precisely." Doctor Sorel answered.
"They …They will mock me…at school." Spock said, still in his mother's arms.
"No, Spock. They won't." Sarek said firmly before adding: "They won't mock you because you are not going back to this school! I am sorry my wife if I did not consult you before, but I took my decision today!"
"Oh, Sarek! There is no need to apologize! I agree with you!"
"Really? …I …I'm not going back to school?" Spock said, without masking his surprise and his happiness!"
"Yes. But we have to discuss this matter at home …Not here. Can we leave now, Doctor Sorel?" Sarek asked.
"You can, Sarek. Spock, don't worry! What happens to you happens every day on Earth!"
If Spock had been human, on Earth, he would have smiled…revealing an incomplete tooth row! Amanda thought! She shared this happy thought with her husband, telepathically.
Later that day, Sarek and Amanda had called their son in the living room. Spock entered and waited in front of both his parents. He knew that they discussed his schooling all the afternoon.
"Spock," His mother began. "Your father and I have great news for you."
"My son, as you know, my work at the Embassy requires that I return on Earth soon! Since I took the decision to remove you from school, I don't see why you and your mother could not come with me!"
"We …We are leaving the planet Vulcan?" Spock said a little worried by the news.
"Yes, Spock, we will be away for a period of two months! During these two months, I will teach you science, mathematics, computers and music! Your mother will be your teacher for speech, English among other languages and of course the Terran History…" Sarek said while looking at his wife for confirmation.
"Right! And during this period of two months, we are going to visit your grandparents, your great aunt Clara and my sister: your aunt Elisabeth. On Earth, this period corresponds to the winter so …You are going to spend Christmas' Holidays with your cousins!"
"Chrismas? My …cousins?" Spock repeated, tasting these new words in his mouth when suddenly his fear reappeared.
"Spock, you don't need to worry. Your mother told me that in her last letter, your aunt Elisabeth wrote that your cousin, Timothy, who is 7 years old, has lost his second baby tooth! When we will arrive on Earth, he will probably be like you!" Sarek explained to his son, feeling his fear.
"So, they won't mock me?"
"Right! Is it not great?" His mother added.
"Then, back on Vulcan, a new scholar year will begin and your mother and I will decide which school would be the best for you!"
"So, do you agree?" Amanda asked.
"Yes, Mother!" Spock said.
"Tomorrow morning, I will discuss with your teacher. I will get all your belongings and explain to her that you are no longer her student!"
"Thank you, Father!" Spock said, happy that his worst nightmare was finally over!
To be followed...