It has taken me a lifetime to get these up. But, the release of the movie was a motivation. I should have a new set up pretty soon. Sorry for the wait!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything remotely related to Star Trek.

Grasshopper

He seemed more human in the sunlight. She'd taken him on a walk through the grounds, beyond the blooming lilies and fields of jade grass; it had only been logical, she'd said. They would discuss the details of Vulcan cuisine while partaking of it on a picnic lunch. He chose the spot, at the crest of a hill beneath the noon sky, and began to unfold the blanket.

The heat reminds me of Vulcan.

She committed that moment to her memory – the way Spock looked beneath the shade of a tree, the sound of insects' chirping laced through his words.

Stone

He'd told her once before that she knew him better than anyone else, but truthfully, she had never believed him. Now, though, as she shifted her gaze from the console for the fifth time, she finally saw the truth.

How could the other officers not see? Didn't they notice the tension building in his posture? The smooth commands they followed were issued from a clenched jaw. She scanned her eyes over the bridge then back, just in time to see him stand. With a sigh, she jumped up, ready to follow before she lost him inside a cold, unfeeling statue.

Decide

He prided himself on being able to think through positives and negatives with lightning accuracy. Even in that moment, when his dormant human mind soared towards the inevitable truth that he was falling for the beauty of the graduating class, his analytical mind cited regulation after boldfaced, explicit regulation. The logical mind which dictated his every action berated him: she's a student; she's too young; she's human. But despite his efforts, everything he had ever been sure of seemed somehow dimmed by the way he felt when she asked so readily in his native tongue how his day had been.

Custard

The captain, pitying his first officer's inexperience with human female hormones, tried his best to warn him that, upon recent examination, Lieutenant Uhura's quarters were not safe. With that illogical notion in mind, Spock returned from his duty on the bridge to find his living area full of thick smoke and a terrible odor that his sensitive nose shied away from.

He heard her curse from the kitchen area. "Nyota?"

"Oh, Spock, is that you? I was hoping to have this finished before you got back." His pregnant wife came out, pale with flour and powder, licking a battered spoon.

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