What Would You Do If…
Chapter 5
Spock was still surprised that Nyota wanted him to ask his own questions. He supposed it was her own way of making amends. And honestly he did appreciate the gesture, but he didn't know what questions to ask. The game was such an illogical waste of time and Spock only engaged in it because he knew it would please Nyota. Even though he had to admit it was a humorous and entertaining waste of time, even when it agitated him.
The merits of this game had already required him to pull out more of his human side, a side he was not use to handling. The only time he ever truly let his human side take over, however minimal, was when it concerned his mother and now Nyota.
Spock sighs, as he puts down the PADD he was reviewing on his desk. This is truly troubling. Spock thought. He hadn't realized how much the topic was distracting him. He realized that he had to look back on how Nyota went about her questions in order for him to understand how to go about his own.
It always seemed that her questions occurred to her in the moment, and given the variables of the questions she would base them off her current environment. Spock thought. Well, that seemed to be a logical way to go about random questions, use your current time so that the questions would ensure randomness.
With that thought Spock came to the realization that even though Nyota's game was an illogical one, the scientific method in which she went about it was quite logical. That was something Spock could work with, then. Now he understood that his questions would come to him in the moment.
And in the words of Jim "You're a genius you'll figure it out." Indeed, Spock had figure it out. Now he was almost… eager to begin his part of the game.
***
"Spock, what do you think of this? Honestly?" Nyota asked. She stepped out of the dressing booth door, clad in a bikini that had red dots all over it and that was trimmed with green, the design of the minimal articles of clothing almost gave a resemblance of a cherry.
They were at one of the local malls, Nyota wanted to go shopping for swimsuits because she wanted to visit the beach at least once before the month was over when they would have to be aboard the Enterprise again. Plus she never went shopping with Spock before and she thought this would be a fun and… educational experience for him to observe her in different swimsuits.
Spock slowly observed Nyota up and down. "Turn, slowly." He said.
Turning slowly she let Spock observe all angels of her frame, shacking her backside a little to tease him. Which was rewarded with his eyes getting slightly bigger.
Spock slowly let go of the breath he was holding in. "It is very pleasing. This swimsuit appears to resemble that of the Prunus avium fruit."
Nyota laughs. "I know, my favorite fruit. Cute right?" Spock slightly nods in response.
Great thing about dressing rooms was the amount of privacy it gave for the couple to be affectionate. Nyota closed in on Spock and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Don't I look like I should be on top of a chocolate sundae?" Nyota asked lowly.
"Indeed. Usually I do not partake in such sweets, however if you were a part of such a treat I would have no qualms of devouring it." He answered, just as low and close to Nyota's ear, which made her slightly shiver.
Nyota pulled away. "I'm going to try on the next one." Reluctantly she pulled away from him, heading back into the dressing booth.
Spock continued waiting patiently. A distance sound of giggles made Spock turn his head sharply. Down the hall of the dressing rooms was a group of four female humans seeming to have been observing him. He caught their eyes and they giggled again. Spock was confused.
He observed that the group began to whisper to one particular female, who had dark red hair. Her gaze was fixed on Spock and there was something in her eyes that resembled… lust?
Do they find me aesthetically pleasing? Spock thought even more confused. His sensitive hearing allowed him to catch what they were whispering.
"That is a sexy off-worlder." One of the females mentioned to the redhead.
"Mmhm, nice and lean." Another one commented.
"Look at those eyes, gorgeous and intense. The ears are cute too." The third inquired.
"Lay off ladies, I have my eyes set on him." The redhead responded.
Spock's assumption was confirmed. He felt slightly uncomfortable that the females were gazing upon him so openly and intently. Not to mention that Nyota was just a couple of feet away within the dressing booth. Spock shifted slightly, uncomfortably.
"But you saw, he's got a girlfriend." The first friend mentioned.
"When has that ever stopped me?" The redhead proclaimed.
A new fit of giggles came from the group. If Spock was uncomfortable before, then there were no words to describe how he felt now. Just then Nyota came out with a new swimsuit, known as monokini. It was black, strappy, and distracting. Spock almost completely forgot about the group of females.
"What do you think?" Nyota asked. She believed she already knew her answer with Spock's glare.
"Distracting." Spock answered. Nyota just laughed.
"Good you like it, so do I." Nyota answered. "How about I purchase this and the cherry one, and head off to another store?"
"That would be acceptable." Spock answered, relieved to be leaving this place. He heard the group of females whispering again.
"His girl is hot, though." The third friend informed the redhead.
Good, maybe now the redheaded female would refrain from attempting to pursue him. Now that they considered that he would not leave such a beautiful partner for anyone.
"So what." The redhead responded. "That never stopped me before either."
Spock swallowed, a lump that formed in his throat. Wishing Nyota would be much faster with her departure. From the corner of Spock's eye he could she the redhead approaching him. He stiffened.
"Hi." The redhead greeted smoothly. "I'm Jean."
Before Spock could answer, Nyota emerged. "Alright, I'm ready." Nyota latched onto Spock's arm. Spock immediately began to pull Nyota pass the redhead. Nyota noticed and glanced briefly at the redhead who had a smirk on her face. Who's she smirking at? Nyota thought a little annoyed, turning back to the exit.
Just as soon as Spock and Nyota were about to reach the exit of the dressing hall, they both heard the redhead call out.
"Don't be shy sweetie, just cuz your girlfriend's with you. She can learn to share." The redhead stated boldly. Her friends gasped and began to chuckle.
Both Spock and Nyota came to a complete stop. Spock's heart stopped at the redhead's comment, and he was too afraid to look at Nyota's face.
Nyota turned around slowly to face the redhead. "Excuse me?" Nyota asked, fire was in her voice.
"You can't expect to have something that sexy all to yourself, do you?" the redhead said still bold.
Spock was never so uncomfortable in his entire life. He gently tugged at Nyota's arm. "Nyota, perhaps we should simply lea–" Spock began, but halted to Nyota's raised hand to silence him. Nyota eyes never even left the redhead.
"Yes I do. Sharing is something only someone… promiscuous, would suggest." Nyota countered, lava still dripping from her words.
The redhead's friends gasped to Nyota's comment. "Are you trying to call me a Slut?" The redhead asked her voice was no longer sweet, but now held the same fire as Nyota's.
"I call them, the way I see them. And I wasn't trying, I did." Nyota nearly growled out.
That was Spock's cue to intervene again. "Nyota please let us go." Spock begged. Nyota began to slowly turn away from the troubling redhead.
"Don't worry, he won't be with you always." The redhead called out as they exited.
"Only in your dreams." Nyota called back out over her shoulder. Spock was still dragging her to the escalators to the lower level to the cashiers.
Nyota was piping mad, but she was slowly claming down by Spock's strong caressing hand on her lower back.
"That harlot had nerve! She didn't know who she was messing with! If it was when I was younger and my temper was less in check, it would have been a war in that dressing room."
"Then it is my good fortune you have learned to control yourself more." Spock said, amusement in his eyes.
Nyota barked a laugh. "I'm sorry Spock, that girl just got under my skin."
"I understand." Spock responded, seeing Nyota visibly calming down.
Just then an almost unfair question enters Spock's mind. "What would you do if I responded favorably to that redheaded female's pursuits?"
"What?!" Nyota shook her head slightly out of disbelief.
"What would you do?" Spock pressed amused and slightly wary of Nyota's expression.
"I don't believe you'd be conscious right now if you responded to that, person. If you can even call her that!" Nyota answered. "Why? Were you thinking about responding to her 'favorably', because if you were –"
"Nyota." Spock cut her off firmly. "Have you forgotten that these inquires are random, hypothetical, and absurd?" Spock asked, amusement still evident in his eyes.
Nyota sighed. "No I didn't."
"Then I suggest you become use to them, the way I had to for your inquires. Do not take them literally." Spock said, an almost invisible devilish grin appeared on his lips.
Nyota sighed again more exasperated this time, and nodded feebly at Spock. I knew I would regret letting Spock play. If he can ask me something like that about responding to a bitch like that, then he's going to be better at this than I thought.
Chapter 6 coming soon...
AN: Sorry I didn't write several more Spock questions in this chapter, but the whole dressing room scene just came to me and I liked it, and I hope you guys did too. Don't worry several Spock questions will be in the next chapter, and he might even get some help on them, LOL.
AS ALWAYS PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU CAN, AND I'M OPEN TO IDEAS. SO TELL ME ANY IDEAS YOU GUYS MAY HAVE FOR SPOCK QUESTIONS.