Note: I have absolutely no idea where this is going. I could, at this point, easily turn it into a Voyager (they're already in Delta Quadrant) crossover. So this chapter is mostly filler, and a little bit of Nyan Cat causing havoc. At this point, reviews/ideas are greatly appreciated!
I have considered your proposal, the voice of Tac Nayn announced several hours later.
"Good," Kirk said, looking up from the nyan kitten. "What have you decided?"
The One shows no inherent dislike toward me, the black cat said.
"So you'll let us raise him?"
I will let you attempt to raise him right. I would... also appreciate it if you attempted to alter his naturally-produced song. We were given ours at the beginning of our Times; now he is given a second chance and I would appreciate a change in his music, Tac Nayn said.
"You and me both," McCoy muttered.
May I enter your ship?
Kirk looked at his senior officers. "Is that all right with everyone?"
"As long as he doesn' take o'er th' warp core, aye, it's fine," Scotty said.
"Well, I'm fine with this, but since when is this a democracy?" McCoy asked.
Spock merely raised an eyebrow for Kirk to interpret as he may.
Kirk shrugged. "All right," he said to the Tac Nayn, "You can come aboard."
A red-and-black shimmer appeared in front of the turbo lift, and a moment later Tac Nayn appeared.
The Nyan kitten looked up from its snuggling in Spock's arms and regarded its former nemesis with wide, happy eyes. It bounced down, leaving puffs of rainbow behind it. It leaped onto the Tac Nayn's back and sat there, making happy noises and looking down at its 'chair'.
Tac Nayn looked up with a wary expression, which quickly softened into a smile.
This is... a new type of encounter, the Tac Nayn said quietly.
The Nyan kitten nodded cheerfully. Suddenly it took an interest in some of the rainbow clouds floating around it, finding, much to its delight, that it could easily bat the garish spots around.
Little One, I will show you something I used to entertain myself with, in the Beginning, Tac Nayn said, producing grayscale clouds of his own. Tac Nayn gathered them with his paws, patting them into a larger cloud. He then leaped onto the cloud- carefully, so as not to disturb the nyan kitten- and, snuggling into the fluff, began pulling himself around with his front paws.
The nyan kitten's eyes widened and it looked around at its own clouds, hurriedly jumping around to gather them itself. Clambering shakily aboard its new transport, the nyan kitten sunk itself into the cloud almost up to its eyes, and suddenly began zooming at high speed at head-level.
"Duck!" Kirk said, doing so himself.
The rest of the bridge crew did, too.
Except Spock.
He just leaned out of the way whenever the nyan missile got near him, watching its pattern, and then-
the nyan kitten let out a yelp of surprise as its ride ended rather abruptly.
Spock stoically gathered the nyan kitten- and his cloud- and headed out of the room.
"Spock, where are you going?" Kirk asked.
"To the shuttle bay, where there is significantly more airspace."
Over the next few days, as the crew tried to figure out why they were in the Delta Quadrant, and how the hell they were going to get home, the nyan kitten presented itself as a source of humor, or a nuisance, depending on how you looked at it.
McCoy saw it as a nuisance.
"That thing'll be the death of me," he muttered every time the kitten, on one of its now-preferred rainbow clouds, got out of the shuttlebay and, somehow, into sickbay. (Which was, for some reason, quite a common occurrence.)
Spock saw it as a nuisance- probably for revealing his ability to purr.
"I believe the nyan cat will interfere with the crew's ability to properly complete tasks," he told Kirk repeatedly.
Kirk saw it as a source of humor.
"It's just too cute to hate," he'd say whenever anyone complained about the kitten. "And have you seen it flying around? It's just so- so-" Kirk would have to stop to contain his squee's.
Scotty was still skeptical. The nyan kitten seemed to enjoy whizzing through the Jeffries tubes, regardless of who was working in them. But he, too, was taken by the nyan kitten's adorableness; whenever it crashed into him in one of the tubes, it would always pick up any dropped tools and offer them to Scotty with a goofy grin.
The Tac Nyan saw the nyan kitten as a pleasant surprise: a kitten, playful and kind, instead of his ancient enemy.
He is not as I expected, Tac Nayn told Kirk one day. And I am no longer as I was. I am being understood, instead of blindly feared. It is quite a nice change, actually.
The nyan kitten quickly became a common sight on the ship, zooming around on a cloud or hopping in its peculiar way. Spock and McCoy made every effort to avoid it (unsuccessfully), while Kirk (much to everyone else's dismay) wholeheartedly encouraged its antics.
The nyan cat was jumping around the bridge, hindering Sulu and Chekov's efforts to plot a course home. Jumping on the Navigation console, it turned on the main viewscreen with its foot.
"Captain!" Sulu said, "Look!"
"...What the hell is that?!"
A/N: Like I said, I have no idea where this is going, or what Sulu saw on the viewscreen. I am now accepting ideas. Please review!
