
Spock watched as his Captain visited with his mother. They seemed to get along very well. Many times while they reminisced over things they had shared and things they had not, they both laughed. Jim laughed often, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he did so.
He had not been back to Vulcan for a long time. Well, he supposed that wasn’t entirely correct. He had been back for his…unmentionable time with T’Pring…which of course had been nothing short of a disaster. But for a visit to his parents, well, it had been years.
But since seeing his parents when they were being transported to the conference on Babel, his mother had been asking for a visit on Vulcan.
During a rather recent disturbingly violent mission, the Enterprise had been damaged enough that they stopped at a Starbase for some repairs, which permitted the crew to take a short break.
Since Vulcan was only a short transport ride from the Starbase, Spock could find no logical excuse to avoid going there. And he’d asked his Captain at the last minute to join him. He had expected Jim to say no.
He had not.
“And then there was the time when we were on Earth and Spock sang in a performance at his school,” Mother’s voice rose enough to catch Spock’s attention.
Stiffening, Spock moved closer to where Mother and Jim sat in the breakfast nook having coffee together.
“Mother…”
“Oh, Spock, Jim wants to hear this.”
Jim smiled. “I certainly do. I can’t imagine Spock ever singing. I didn’t know Vulcans did much singing.”
Mother’s smile widened. “Oh they don’t. And of course that’s exactly what Spock said at the time. Sarek was spending an extended time on Earth for his ambassadorial duties. So Spock and I were living in Ontario near my family. He attended a school there and they put on a holiday pageant.”
“Oh?” Jim smirked and eyed Spock. “A new side to you, Mister Spock.”
It took every ounce of control for him not to blush. Fortunately he’d spent many years learning to control his emotions, his very self, actually, so he did not. He just stared stonily back at his Captain.
Mother stood up suddenly. “You know I believe I have a recording of little Spock singing I Have a Little Dreidel.”
“Mother…”
“I would so love to see that,” Jim said, quickly.
“I’ll go and get it,” Mother promised. “I’ll be right back. And with some Hamantaschen cookies.”
Spock watched her hurry away.
“Captain, I ask that you not indulge…”
“Oh, come on, Mister Spock, I’m looking forward to seeing you. I’m sure you’re just one of many children on stage. Your mother’s proud of you.”
“But Captain…”
“Don’t make me make this an order, Mister Spock.”
He felt a muscle jump in his jaw. “Very well.”
Jim patted his arm and smiled warmly at him, hazel eyes sparkling.
Mother came back then, holding a small PADD device in one hand and the plate of Hamantaschen cookies in the other. She set those on the table in front of Jim. “My own recipe. I haven’t made them in many years, but when Spock said you two were coming, well, I just couldn’t resist.”
Jim picked one up, a blackberry one, and took a large bite. “God, that’s good.”
Mother beamed. “I’d forgotten what a charmer you were. Here.” She handed the PADD to Jim. “I had nearly forgotten about this. Sarek…well, I’m sure you can imagine.”
Jim’s smile was gentle as he took the PADD. His gaze shifted briefly to Spock and in that gaze, Spock caught something he had never really realized before. His breath stilled as Jim’s gaze shifted back to the PADD. He pressed play.
Spock stepped close to look down at the screen in Jim’s hands. A group of children stood on a stage awkwardly singing.
I have a little dreidel
I made it out of clay
And when it’s dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play.
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
I made it out of clay
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
Now dreidel I shall play.
It has a lovely body
With legs so short and thin
And when it gets all tired
It drops and then I win.
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
I made it out of clay
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
Now dreidel I shall play.
My dreidel is so playful
It loves to dance and spin
A happy game of dreidel
Come play now, let’s begin.
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
I made it out of clay
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
Now dreidel we shall play.
“Spock didn’t want to sing, of course,” she said. “He told me ‘Vulcans don’t sing’ and I said, yes, but humans do.” She laughed. ”In the end I won this one. But that was the one and only time.” Her smile grew wistful. “Spock wasn’t very indulgent.”
Jim looked at her and then back at the children. His finger stabbed down at the screen. “There you are, Spock.”
“Affirmative.”
“Amanda!”
She sighed and got up. “That’s Sarek. I’ll be back in a bit.”
When she had gone, Spock said, “I have seen enough.”
Jim shook his head, but he turned it off. “You were…cute.”
“Jim.”
Jim put his hand on Spock’s arm. “You were very cute, Spock. And you made your mom happy. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Hmm.”
“Sit. And have a cookie.”
Spock sat beside his captain and took the offered cookie.
“Happy Hanukkah, Mr. Spock.” He reached over to Spock’s hand and curled his fingers around Spock’s palm. Spock met his gaze and gave Jim one of his very rare smiles.
December 21, 2019 at 4:50 am
Oh so freaking cute! Jim handled Spock perfectly here and I absolutely love their connection!
I’m so impressed with your creativity with each of these fics and man, they make me so happy. Love!
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December 21, 2019 at 9:56 am
Yep it sure has been fun! I might have to do it next December too!
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December 21, 2019 at 11:21 am
If I could, I’d make THAT an order, Mr. Ivan. And maybe Valentine’s in February. 14 days of flashes. And Easter. Spock as a bunny. Independence Day. Heck, FLAG DAY. Lots of flashes for EVERY holiday.
Quick, we need a big holiday in January that isn’t just the 1st.
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December 21, 2019 at 3:10 pm
Yeah nice try ❤
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December 21, 2019 at 7:01 am
I would love love to see a RL video of a Vulcan (lil Spock) singing that song. Would be so freaking adorable!
Loved this story!
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December 21, 2019 at 9:57 am
Thank you 🙂
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December 21, 2019 at 11:18 am
“Spock could find no logical excuse to avoid going there”
haha – a lot of us feel/felt like that for visits home!
“Don’t make me make this an order, Mister Spock.”
Ok, that was a purely and very hearty laugh out loud! hahahahaha
“God, that’s good.”
See, as a mother-in-law, I WISH I’d ever hear words like that from my DIL! ha That’s not the usual response I get.
Ok, so I could take some cooking lessons. All right all right already!
Hand me that PADD when you finish. I wanna watch!
I bet Spock became more indulgent of his mother as the years passed. As he finally realized how very happy he could make a Human feel!
This is wonderful!
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December 21, 2019 at 3:11 pm
Well as you know he did tell his father at the end of 4 to tell his mother he felt fine, so I think you might be right!
More TOS tomorrow I think.
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December 21, 2019 at 4:45 pm
I’m loving these flashes! They’re all amazing! I want to read all of them one after the other where you have them posted on ao3. A wonderful Christmas treat.
I think in this story Spock realizes he can make his Captain happy… just as he did his mother. … Jim put his hand on Spock’s arm.
“You were very cute, Spock. And you made your mom happy. There’s nothing wrong
with that.” I’m reading it as, now it’s: and you made your Captain happy. There’s nothing wrong with that! ❤️❤️❤️ Jim is obviously delighted to see this side of Spock.
Love this part too: Spock caught something he had never really realized before. His breath stilled as Jim’s gaze shifted back to the PADD. He pressed play.
Sigh!!!! What a pair of cuties!!!
❤️💚🖖
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December 21, 2019 at 6:10 pm
Yes this is actually “pre-slash” so Spock is realizing that perhaps Jim likes him and of course at the end Jim proves e does!
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