NB: I'm really unsure about this fic, so concrit is more than usually acceptable. The prompt was "fad".
Faddish
When Spock petitioned Starfleet Academy governance to put a stop to the iDic club, the club was banned from campus. But the ban was not enforced, and cadets continued to join and explore infinite diversity in infinite combinations. Diversity of . . . mating rituals. Nor did it stop them from wearing their iDic travesties of the true IDIC symbol.
He stopped wearing his IDIC pin publicly, to avoid his all too human shame in the face of his classmates' rude reactions.
Until the day he escorted the Vulcan ambassador on a tour of the Academy.
He would be fashion's slave no longer.