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Approximately 1.9882 hours later, Spock found himself on the Bridge, doing absolutely nothing, which was quite disturbing for him. Spock had found out earlier that he did not fancy doing nothing, and it created an odd sense in him that he could not explain. He had, early on, created a remedy for this, which was to calculate the exact speed of the Enterprise, or the distance to every star or planet nearby. Unfortunately, he had already done each of these, and had found the distance from the Enterprise to planet Vulcan (A/N - I would just say Vulcan here, but while reading it over it sounded kind of confusing). Spock stood at his post, hands clasped behind his back, while facing the realization that there was absolutely nothing to do.

Ensign Chekov sighed in his chair. Keptin, vith this new computer nawigation, I hawe nothing to do! And it's not ewen time for lunch yet!

Had Spock been human he would have started right then. This was amazing - the Ensign was experiencing exactly what Spock himself was. The only thing different was that the Ensign was hungry , and Spock knew that he would not need to eat anything for another .93224 hours.
Also, he suspected that Ensign Chekov had not yet calculated the speed of the Enterprise.


Spock heard the loud sound of the turbolift doors gliding open, and heard the Doctor speaking with the Captain. He was busy thinking about his lack of things to do and, even with his highly sensitive Vulcan ears, did not catch what they were saying.

He turned, wondering what the Doctor was there for. He did have an illogical habit of coming tothe Bridge when he had no reason to at all. Spock watched the Doctor explain something to the Captain in a hoarse whisper that Spock normally would have been able to hear. He considered asking the Doctor to check his ears, but thought that it might not be a good idea. The Doctor did have a strange unliking to his ears.

Then, abruptly, the Doctor turned away from the Captain, and grinned. He announced, We're having a party!

A party. Spock had never been to a party before, as it was a Terran custom. He did not relish the idea, but a party might be welcome if he still had nothing to do at the time. Spock raised an eyebrow at all of the excited faces on the bridge - he did not understand what was so intriguing
about a party. Perhaps he really was missing out on something here.

When will this party be? Lieutenant Uhura asked, smiling, I hope it's soon. The Enterprise hasn't had a party in years!

I was thinking today,The Doctor said.

Ensign Chekov asked in disbelief, But, doctor, ve don't hawe any time!

I was thinking, The Doctor said, Since none of you seem to be doing anything anyway, we could get ready now, and have the party tonight.

It's a good idea, Bones, The Captain said,And you're right - no one is doing anything. He stood up. Spock, I leave the Bridge under your command. I'm going to go help set up.

The Captain said, walking to the turbolift. The others on the Bridge followed his example, until Spock was the only one left. He sat down in the Captain's chair, and prepared himself for a long day.

A/N - Sorry that this chapter is a little shorter than the others. I didn't have that much time today. Also I kept finding errors in it and it took me about 3 hours to write this! And it's the shortest chapter too. Oh well....

Yes, I know that this was supposed to be an average day in Spock's life, but I think that I am going to change this story a little. I'm not sure though - I was just wondering what would happen if Spock got bored, so I wrote this chapter.

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