A Star Trek Fiction
"The ultimate duo, the mighty Bones and Jim. With Bones' skills, and Jim's unpredictability, the two are unstoppable, for better or worse."
Secretly a Child at Heart
5xs Jim was Careless & 5xs Jim Cared too Much
Story 7: Puppy
If there's one thing Bones knows for certain about his golden boy, it's that he tends to misplace his belongings. Jim has lost shirts, hats, coins, homework, shoes, and of course, common sense. So with having all the carelessness in the world, it doesn't surprise Bones when Jim comes home with another animal in his arms, but this time the animal doesn't slither, nor croak or shed scales, it barks quite loudly.
"Jim, what on god's name is that?" Bones growls, leaving his food on the counter to peer over at the blond.
Jim offers his genuine smile, trying to charm the Doctor up, "It's a puppy of course."
"You brought a dog? Jim what did I tell you about dogs?" Bones snaps, folding his arms and placing hand over his face.
"That you already have a dog…" Jim mutters, his head hanging in defeat.
Bones smirks, "That's right, and who is that dog?"
Jim rolls his eyes, "Me."
"Correct, and I don't need any other dogs in the house." Bones states and Jim fluffs up the black lab's hair.
"But Bones!" Jim exclaims, holding the bundle of joy up, "No buts Jim, put that thing back where it came from."
"I can't." The blond tells him.
"Why not?" Bones inquires, giving Jim and the adorable puppy in his arms a glare.
"Because I already named him." Jim replies, planting a kiss on the lab's head.
"Yeah and what's its name?" Bones questions, turning back to his food.
Jim smiles, "Leonard."
"Damn it Jim." Bones growls under his breath, "Take the dog back Jim."
"No." The cadet refuses, holding the puppy close to his chest.
"Okay, how will you care for him?" Bones asks, shoving a mouthful of bread into his mouth.
Jim shrugs, "He'll learn to hunt."
"Uh-huh, Jim, no we're not having a pet, it's against the regulations. Plus everything you bring in tends to die Jim; we don't have to bring up the tribble thing do we?" Bones says, raising an eye brow at the reckless man before him.
The blond hangs his head, "No…"
"Good, now get rid of that thing." Bones informs him but Jim gasps.
"Please Bones, lemme find little Leonard a home first." Jim pleads, fear gleaming in his ocean blue eyes.
Bones sighs, "Fine, you get a week to find a home but we're not calling him Leonard for god's sake."
Unfortunately for Bones, the name Leonard stuck. Jim cared for the puppy, feeding him scraps of meat and whatever vegetables he could scrounge up. The blond gave the puppy plenty of water and found sticks and old shoes for him to chew on. But on the other hand, he also let the puppy dig through the trash and eat Bones' homework, which the Doctor wasn't too pleased with.
It's the end of the week, the end of their agreement. Jim is sleeping on the couch with Leonard sprawled out beside him snoring quietly in his slumber. Bones walks into the room, dumping his bag beside the couch and gives a huff at the two. He knows Jim has to give away the dog sooner or later, but whether he likes to admit it or not, he has grown quite attached to the black lab, and even though his name is Leonard, he actually finds it funny how Jim named the puppy after him.
"Leonard? Come here boy." Bones calls out softly.
The puppy's head instantly perks up, stretching a yawn before scrambling to his paws and landing squarely at Bones' feet. The Doctor smiles and bends down to stroke the lab's black coat back. Leonard wags his tail excitedly and gives a squeaky bark which immediately awakes the sleeping blond.
"Bones…?" Jim groans, sitting upright and stretching his arms up.
"Here." Bones responds standing straight and brushing the puppy away, he doesn't need Jim to think he's actually getting attached to the dog.
"Oh." Jim mumbles, collapsing back down onto the couch, "You weren't at class," Bones grounds out, giving his lazy roommate a glare, Jim just shrugs, "I was trying to find little Leonard a home."
"Did you find one?" Bones questions and Jim runs a hand over his face, "Yeah, I'm dropping him off tomorrow."
The next day came around swiftly and Jim disappeared with little Leonard for the whole morning. Jim didn't return till two in the afternoon and when he did finally make it back to his dorm, he shuts himself up in his room. Bones gives a haggard sigh and brings himself inside Jim's room, finding the kid face down in his sheets.
"Jim?" Bones says plainly and the blond perks up.
"I'm gonna miss the little guy." Jim admits slowly and pushes his face back down.
Bones rolls his eyes, "He's better off now."
"True, but I always wanted a dog." Jim replies, gathering himself up in a sitting position so he can see Bones' expression.
"Well, maybe you can have one when you retire." Bones chuckles, sitting beside his best friend.
Jim smiles back, showing off his white teeth, "Yeah, when I retire."