"Mother, I need to speak with you."

Catherine and Amanda stopped talking and turned to see a semi-distressed eighteen year old. "What is it Spock?"

"It seems that I am too Vulcan."

The women looked at each other and then back to Spock. "Spock, there's no such thing as being too Vulcan. You are what you are."

"Nyota said that I walk around like I have a stick up my ass."

"She said what?" Catherine shouted. "Spock, do not let that young lady say anything to you. After I'm done with her, she'll be walking with a stick up her behind." She walked past Spock angrily. While Amanda sat there, shocked.

"Well," she sighed. "Teenage girls are way different than they were thirty years ago."

Catherine walked up the stairs of the guest hall. She didn't even bother knocking on her daughter's door. When Nyota saw her mother, she knew she didn't come in for a chat.

"What in God's name is wrong with you?" She demanded. Nyota stopped whatever she was doing. "Going around telling people they walk around with a stick in their ass! You can't be going around judging others. So what if he wants to be more Vulcan than human. Let him be." She huffed

"I didn't mean it." Was all she could say.

"You didn't mean it? Is that all you have to say for yourself? This poor boy came up here to apologize for something he doesn't know what he did, and you think you have the right to insult him even more? Nyota, don't you think he has it difficult enough?" She asked. "Don't you?"

"Yes."

"Then why do you have to go and make his life harder than it already is. He's not the popular kid in school like you are; he doesn't have friends like you do; and the one friend he thinks that he can make..." She paces around her room, too angry for words. After a long pause, Nyota finally says something.

"I just wanted someone more human to talk to that's all. I didn't think he'd take it personally."

"For a smart person, you're quite stupid sometimes. I'm your mother and shouldn't be saying these things to you, but the truth hurts.

"Now, you will go downstairs and apologize to Spock and have a little chat with Amanda who understands first hand how to talk to a Vulcan and how to see their 'human' side." Nyota kisses her teeth. "Excuse me? That attitude has got to change or else you're going to your grandparents' farm next summer vacation. And you can kiss Starfleet goodbye."

She eyes widened. "Okay! I'll behave." Her mother gave her a stern look. "And I'll apologize."

"Good."

"Honest mama, I didn't mean to be rude. I just wanted someone more human to talk to..." She lowered her eyes. "I don't even know if he'll accept my apology...Not after I've treated him."

Her mother sat on the bed next to her daughter. "He might accept it, if you mean it."

"..."

"You have to stop this attitude. Being the youngest doesn't mean you have the right to act like a spoiled brat. You're never going to get anywhere."

"Yes mama..."

"Now get. Didn't you want to learn to speak Vulcan anyways?"

Late afternoon

She stood facing him. He could see that she was nervous. "I owe you an apology." He looked at her, as if indicating to continue. "I...I'm sorry for saying that you have a stick up your ass, and for shutting the door on your face, and for laughing at your choice of movies, but most of all, I'm sorry for you apologizing to me...If that makes sense." She scratched her head and looked around hoping for a disctraction. When she didn't find one, she blushed. Spock raised an eyebrow at this. He found it most fascinating. "I'm also sorry for having you see me eating like a pig earlier on today...I'm not going to lie, I'm not perfect and I have absolutely no right to tell you how to act or how to be." She laughed lightly. "Anyways, that's all." She turned from him and walked towards the garden where she could bask in her stupidity some more.

Evening

"So stupid...I'm so stupid." She mutters to herself in the garden. "What the hell was I thinking? Calling him out on how he is...He's a Vulcan, I should know this- I got an A+ in my Vulcan history class." She picked up an exotic flower and examined it. "You would never say something stupid like me would you?" She put it down. "Of course not, you're a flower, and flowers don't talk."

Spock was contemplating accepting her apology or ignoring her completely for the next 2 months and a half. If he accepted it, their relashionship might continue and they might have more conversations concerning apples, but if he ignored her, he would have his mother on his back wondering why he wasn't making friends. He decided to take the chance of accepting her apology and seeing where it was going to take them.

Amanda approached Nyota in the garden. She sat down gently and waited. "I didn't mean it you know." Nyota told her.

"I know." Was Amanda's reply.

"I apologized."

"I know."

"I didn't mean it."

"You already said that dear."

"Then..."

"Because Spock is a difficult person to understand. He doesn't open up to a lot of people. When I look at him and you're in the room, I feel like he wants to tell you something, but he can't because he's afraid you'd reject him." She looks at her with tears in her eyes. "I just don't want my baby boy to be hurt. I know you're a really good girl and that you want a person to talk you, but you've got to accept them how they are. You can't go hurting people like that okay?"

"Okay..."

"Good, now get ready for your movie date."

"Does he even want to go with me?" She asked in a shaky voice.

"Of course he does. He accepted your apology."

"He did?" She let out a breath she didn'tknow she was holding. "That makes me feel so much better Amanda I don't think you understand."

Amanda hugged Nyota and left her there with her thoughts.