Spock sat at the desk in his room and looked over the the assingment typed out on Kirk's PADD for exogenetics. Jim had asked him too look it over. He did this a lot. he also estimated that Jim's average on test scores, and on all his assingments for that matter had gone up 4.7% since he started doing this for him.
"Well?" asked Jim, over the music in the backround, Spock didn't know what it was, he just tuned out the music at this point.
"I estimate a grade 90.4%" said Spock.
"My average is 95.3% think I should redo it?" asked Kirk. the door opened as Spock started to answer
"Hi." said Leonard, setting the bag he was carrying down.
"What's in the bag Bones?" asked Kirk. of couse, he had already picked up the bag.
"Hey that's mine!" said Bones. Kirk pulled out a container and opened it.
"Cookies!" Bones snatched the container.
"Yeah, cookies." said Bones after he turned off the music "Real, actual, non-replicated cookies that your going to have to ask nicely for if you want any." said Bones clutching the containeras if his life depended on it's contents.
"May I have one Bones?" asked Jim.
"Say 'pretty please'"
"Nothing is worth that!"
"Then I guess you don't get one."
"What are cookies?" asked Spock. both Kirk and Bones whipped their heads around and stared at him.
"You don't know what cookies are?" asked Kirk.
"The term is foreign to me, I assume they are an Earth treat, based on the smell." said Spock simply, wondering why his roommates were so surprised by this, he had grown up on Vulcan, not Earth.
"Bones, give one of your cookies to Spock." said Jim.
"You didn't say pretty please."
"Bones, withholding the cookie from Spock just because I didn't say pretty please is practically a sin."
"No objection here. Have one Spock." he offered the cookie to Spock who took it.
It was circular in shape and light brown in color with darker brown specks. And it smelled good.
"You're supposed to eat it, not stare at it." said Leonard. so Spock bit into it.
"See, doesn't that taste awesome?" asked Jim rhetorically as he also ate one of the cookies. Bones saw this and snatched it away.
"Would it have killed you to ask?"
"Maybe. Can I have it back, you're not gonna eat it."
"Fine." Leonard returend the cookie.
"You know, the sadie hawkins dance is just under three weeks away." said Jim.
"Ugh, don't remind me." said Bones, "It's awkard enough having to ask a girl out, it's more awkward waiting for someone to ask you."
"Well I don't know about that, but either way we're going to have to find Spock a date." said Jim.
"Please don't include me in your social plans, I plan to stay here the night of the dance." said Spock. He felt strange.
"Aw, come on Spock, you never have any fun, would it kill you to do something beside schoolwork?"
"I don't think so." he felt sick, but he didn't, everything seemed a little fuzzy.
"Hey Spock, are you okay?" asked Jim.
"Yes Jim, why?"
"You're smirking."
Spock woke up laying on McCoy's bed.
what happened? he wondered, then he saw the room.
It looked as if it had been ransacked, he also happened to notice Bones either asleep or unconsious in the desk chair and Kirk laying on his bed. he also noticed the remainder of the tim of cookies in the trash. He stood up, walked over and picked up the container.
"Don't touch that!" said the suddenly awake Kirk, he ran over and snatched away the tin.
"Why?"
"You really, really don't want to know." said Jim, putting the tin back in the trash.
"Uhhhh." groaned Leonard, he sat up and looked at Spock, "Are you normal you again?" he asked
"I have no recollection of ever being anything else." he said.
"Really?"
"Yes." he looked around. "What did I do?"
"Oh nothing much, just all of this!" said Bones, gesturing to the whole room, "Not on purpose, this just happened while we tried to keep you in the rooom, and god Spock you're strong! "
"Yeah, it was like you were drunk, then you piched Bones on the neck and somehow that knocked him out cold, then I had to keep you under wraps by myself, only you baisically passed out a little bit after that on Bones' bed. and that just and outline, you don't want to know the details, or any of the stuff you said." Said Kirk
"Interesting." said Spock "I believe what I must have done to Leonard was a vulcan neck pinch, it is pressinf on a certain nerve cluster in the neck causing the person to lose consiousness. However as far as my acting drunk, that isn't possible since Vulcans do not have adverse reacations to alcohol, nor did I have any alcohol."
"I'll bet it was something in the cookies." said Bones, he turned on the computer on the desk.
"Computer, can vulcans get drunk?" he asked it.
"Negative."
"Alright," said Jim, "Do they have a reaction to any known edible substances that makes them act like their drunk?"
"Affirmative."
"Any that aren't found on Vulcan?"
"Confirimed. Chocolate, native to Earth, causes a reaction in vulcans when ingested that has been descibed as similar to drunkeness."
they all looked at each other.
"I believe we have our answer." said Spock.
"Yeah, and I'm never eating chocolate again." said Bones.
"Why? you will not have any reaction to it." stated Spock.
"Bad associations."
Kirk picked the container of cookies up out of the trash, "So will anyone care if I eat these?"