Here’s the last one for Missions Gone Wrong

“I did say we shouldn’t respond to the distress signal.”
A muscle in Spock’s jaw jumped. “Our orders—”
“To hell with those orders. Look where it’s gotten us.”
Spock nodded. “You are tied to a tree while I await the bride chosen for me.”
“The Bride of Frankenstein.”
“Are you calling me Frankenstein, Captain?”
Jim frowned. “No, I’m saying—
“If she is my bride and she is the Bride of Frankenstein, then it stands to reason—”
“You know what? Forget it. No doubt she’ll be dead soon because you’ll bore her to death.”
Spock looked affronted. “That was quite unkind.”
“Well you know I get grumpy when I’m tied to a tree to be the sacrifice at my husband’s wedding to someone else. Imagine.”
Spock arched a brow. “While our current situation is challenging, including insults in our interactions are beneath you.”
“You’re going to be required to have public sex with her while they roast me alive!”
“Yes, that is what we face.”
Jim sighed and closed his eyes. “I don’t know how you can be so calm about my impending death.”
“I am hardly calm.”
“I’d hate to see you excited. Well, I’ve seen you excited. I mean, agitated.”
Spock actually rolled his eyes at him and Jim swore if he had his hands free he would be punching Spock in the nose. But just then he heard sounds of the natives returning.
“Great. You may as well say your I love you and goodbye now, Spock.”
“I do love you, but this is not goodbye.”
“Spock—”
And suddenly just as he spotted Spock’s garishly decorated “bride” he felt his particles break up and reappeared on a transporter pad on the Enterprise.
Spock stood stoically beside him. “Good work, Mister Scott.”
“I just used the coordinates you transmitted, Commander.”
“Wait,” Jim exclaimed. “You had a way to get us out of there and you let me worry and freak out?”
“You seemed to be enjoying yourself, Captain.”
“Enjoying myself? Tied up?!”
Spock shrugged. “There have been times when—”
“Shut up.”
“Captain, you have ropes around you,” Scotty pointed out.
“Spock, get these off me. Spock!”
August 29, 2022 at 4:24 am
Ha! I love this. Jim’s snark is next level, but Spock sneaks some in there too. I love the whole thing. So good!
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August 29, 2022 at 7:59 pm
Yep Spock got in some good ones LOL
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August 29, 2022 at 6:08 am
Lol! Great mission gone wrong. The two of them just kept zinging come backs to one another.
And Jim being the sacrifice at Spock’s wedding, while Spock head to have public sex with his bride! Lol! I’m laughing now, cause they made it out ok!
Love it!!
Hope you are having a fun weekend!!
❤️💚🖖😘
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August 29, 2022 at 7:58 pm
thank you I did but am exhausted
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August 29, 2022 at 9:52 am
Rats! A new contestant for my absolute all-time fave flash ever!!!
You’re so right when it aggravates that people often tag their ao3 fics as both TOS and AOS, as though they were the same. Well, maybe they are the way THEY write them.
But you NEVER do that.
Even your opening line proves this is AOS – “I did say we shouldn’t respond to the distress signal.”
TOS Jim would NEVER say that. Ever. That’s pure Chris/Kirk from the getgo.
I grinned all the way through this – so so so SO GOOD!!!
The perfect way to end MGW Month! And what a great pic – such a gnarly tree. One that might deserve to go up in flames. Looks like it might agree.
That tree looks like it would also fit right into Halloween theme month too! A tiny bit spooky. (shivers)
That’s one tree I do NOT want to meet in a dark alley. Ever.
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August 29, 2022 at 7:58 pm
I definitely think they are different and I hate those that tag stories “I wrote this with TOS in mind but you can read them as AOS if you want”, well no I don’t want. They aren’t the same. grrr
Anyway thank you, this one was fun
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August 29, 2022 at 6:50 pm
This was great!
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August 29, 2022 at 7:57 pm
thank you 🙂
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