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Flash Fic, February 09, 2024

Jim is irresistible to Vulcans.

“There are currently three Vulcans outside wanting to see you.”

Jim pushed the glasses that had fallen down to the edge of his nose back into place. He stared at his friend, Gaila.

He was sitting at a table near the Green Tea Café where he worked part time just to have something to do during too quiet times on Vulcan. And there were a lot of quiet times.

He’d come to live there temporarily with his mother while she was on assignment for Starfleet there. They had a couple of months still to go.

Ever since they’d escaped the famine on Tarsus, his mom wouldn’t let him out of her sight. He was an adult now and she still wanted him with her.

“What for?”

Gaila, an Orion girl, laughed. “To give you Valentines, of course.”

He made a face. “Isn’t that illogical? I mean they’re Vulcans. They don’t have Valentine’s Day.”

“Earthers do and that’s what you are. So they are giving you something appropriate to your species. Or something like that. Face it, Jim, you’re irresistible to Vulcans.”

“Get real.”

“It’s true. They come here constantly and it certainly isn’t for the weak green tea.”

“What am I supposed to do?”

“Tell them you already have a Vulcan boyfriend.”

Jim laughed. “I don’t.”

She rolled her eyes as she poured herself a cup of the weak tea. “Yes you do. Spock.”

Jim snorted. “Right. He’s not my boyfriend. I’m tutoring him in Military Tactics.”

Gaila took a sip of her tea, filled one for Jim, brought it over, and sat across from him.

“What are you doing?”

“Studying for the Vulcan Science Academy exam.”

“You aren’t actually going to go there, are you?”

“No,” Jim admitted. “I just want to show them I could get in if I wanted to.”

“Just bat those baby blues at the council and they will let you in.” Gaila shook her head. “You’re blind.”

“Huh?’

“Spock has it bad for you.”

“He does not.”

“Do you honestly think a Vulcan needs to be tutored? About anything?” She rolled her eyes. “He wants you. He just comes at it differently than those guys out there with their Valentine’s. And that makes him smart. He spends hours next to you, gazing into your eyes, right where he wants to be. While they’re all out there still trying to get you to give them the time of day.”

“Gaila—” He shook his head. The door of the Café opened.

She looked behind her shoulder and smiled. “Speak of your Vulcan Lover Boy. It’s time for a…” She did air quotes. “’Tutoring Session’”.

*Look for Part 2 on Monday

February 9, 2024

Flash Fic, February 07,2024

A bit of a sequel to Monday’s flash

“How was shopping?

Spock accepted Jim’s welcoming kiss somewhat greedily. He would never tire of Jim’s kisses and he acknowledged that made him a sap.

“It was quite challenging until I thought, what would Jim do?’

Jim laughed. They were in the kitchen where Jim was preparing dinner. He handed a cup of steaming hot tea to Spock.

“A logical thought.”

Spock arched a brow. “Hardly. But as it happens I know you well enough to tell Amanda that we would just buy both of her purchases.”

“Bet that made her happy.”

“Indeed. For five minutes anyway.”

“Dad, Mandy’s cheating!”

“I am not. I just play better.”

“Dad!”

Jim sighed and laughed. “Seran, just…deal.”

There was a long-suffering sigh but the children quieted down.

“Did you acquire a Valentine’s Day gift for me?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Amanda told me you had and asked what I was getting you.”

“Don’t worry about it. I know gift giving isn’t your thing.”

“That is hardly the point,” Spock replied. “I am terrible at choosing presents, as you have repeatedly told me, but the effort must be made if you indulged me.”

Jim kissed him. “Just give me a rose. Or candy. Or something easy.”

“What did you get me?”

“Nothing extravagant. A special tea.”

Spock nodded. That wasn’t so bad.

“A teapot to go along with it.”

“Jim.”

“Maybe some matching cups. No big deal.” Jim smiled.

“I will never be able to compete with you, will I?” Spock asked dryly.

“Nope. So don’t even try. A small box of chocolate almonds will do the trick and make me your slave for life.”

Spock arched a brow. “For only a small box?”

“Mm. For a few hours then.”

“Father!”

“Oh dear.” Jim chuckled. “Now he’s going for the big guns.”

“I had better break up the melee.”

Jim gave him a lingering kiss. “Dinner in fifteen minutes.”

And so Spock went to deal with the children.

Life was amazing.

February 7, 2024

In Case You Were interested

Thought you might enjoy seeing a few pics from the cruise

The cruise was a success and we had a great time. The one small bummer (that and the choppy seas due to the weather system hitting California) was that we received little half bottles of wine as part of our excursion in Mexico and as we were returning to the ship fellow passengers absconded with our wine. Yep. It sucked. I complained to Carnival but there wasn’t much they could or would do. They were little $5 bottles of wine they weren’t going to view CCTV footage or anything. Sigh. Oh well it was a small unpleasantness in the scheme of things.

We both earned free cruises during the cruise so you can bet we will be going again in the future.

Tomorrow they are going to start the drywall for our kitchen. It’s the 4th Month Anniversary from our leak being discovered. So up, you know, something is happening.

I’m still on cruise time/dreaming so haven’t gotten anything written yet but there’s tomorrow’s flash

And yes, where I live we are getting a LOT of rain right now. So far my city hasn’t been hit with too much disaster though one of our little mountains called Rocky Peak did have a mudslide. No cars or homes were damaged.

February 6, 2024

Flash Fic, February 02, 2024

It’s love month. And I’m on a cruise, but here’s a little flash for you

“Jim?”

He smiled faintly at his husband’s voice, already aware through the bond they shared that Spock was on his way to find him.

“Doctor McCoy said you left the celebration.”

Jim nodded even as Spock came up behind him and pulled him into his arms, wrapping his strong arms around Jim’s middle.

“Not really in the mood for all that.”

“You are sad.”

It sounded faintly accusatory and Jim supposed from Spock it kinda was. But he knew Spock meant well.

“Just a bit. Been a trying day.”

“I heard that Ensign Walker didn’t make it.”

Jim nodded. “I knew his mom. You know, back in the academy. She wasn’t his mom then.” He laughed. “God I feel old.”

“You are in the prime of your life,” Spock insisted.

“Mm. Thanks to evil maniacal blood.”

“Blood has no emotions or such characteristics. It is simply blood.”

“Well, in his case not simple.”

“I am grateful for what it has done for you. What else has you sad?

“I don’t know. Just…sometimes it gets to be a lot.” Jim turns and buries his face in Spock’s neck. “But you here with me is the best thing ever. I love you so much.”

“And I love you, my T’hy’la. If you do not wish to return to the party there is a massage waiting for you in our bedroom.”

“Now I really love you.” He kissed Spock. “You really are the best. Ever. Thank you.”

February 2, 2024

Tuesday Update

Unfortunately I am feeling lazy

I have started what I think will be the last chapter of A Heart Needs a Second Chance, (if not the last then at least the second to last) but it’s slow going. I only write a few sentences at a time before giving up for the time. I’ll get it done but let’s be honest. I am going on a weekend cruise in less than 3 days, it won’t be done until I return. At least I can say that I am pretty certain this one will be called done in February.

I did get two short flashes up for February 02 and 05 (I will be on the cruise with no access to internet)

So…anyway, that’s where we stand. Me being lazy until I return.

January 30, 2024

Kitchen Update

So for anyone paying attention to my continuing saga of my kitchen redo…

The insurance company suggested someone who came in with a shockingly low bid, and basically that’s who the insurance company decided we should go with. Big surprise, I know.

We signed the contract. The “Project Manager” came today to go over it and even bigger surprise there were many things left off on the low bid estimate so he is redoing the estimate. The soonest they can get started is 3 weeks and since M intends to go see a very sick aunt, well, I’m guessing we are talking about February 19^th.

Funny thing is when you google these things you can find that it can take up to 4 months to get your life back after something like this and it’s looking like the 4 months might be it. If you had told me November 07, 2023 when I first discovered water on the floor in the kitchen I’d be waiting for them to start rebuilding sometime in February…well…

There you have it. That’s the kitchen update. Such as it is.

January 25, 2024

Well…

30 years ago today was the so-called “Northridge Earthquake” at 4:31 AM

Most of us who were adults then remember where we were, what happened etc.

This is what happened to one of the freeways. A police officer, having no idea how bad things were that early in the morning, got on his motorcycle to go in, he never realized the road was gone. Very sad.

I have lived through two major quakes. The other smaller by a smidge and in the 70s.

Anyway, obviously this is a scary occurrence, though much more rare than the media and Hollywood have you believe.

I grew up here. There is much to love. It’s not for everyone, of course. Quakes happen worldwide, though to differing degrees. But we have fires and heat and we are absurdly expensive. No doubt about it. It’s hard to afford a house here. But I wouldn’t live anywhere else. Okay, not entirely true. There are two other places I would consider, Hawaii and Vermont. I’ve been to Hawaii and love it. I’ve been intrigued by Vermont since the 1980s when Bob Newhart set a show there. LOL. I might actually hate it.

But I’ve lived here my entire life and I expect to die here. Most people love where they are born and live all their lives. I think that’s all part of the Human experience.

In another 30 years, I won’t likely be around to see it. Such is the circle of life or something like it.

January 17, 2024

Surprise Flash, January 16, 2024

“Geez, I’ve never been so cold in my life,” Jim complained. He’d been fiddling with the heater controls in the farmhouse for what seemed like hours but was likely no more than twenty minutes. “What kind of moron decides to arrive in the middle of the worst blizzard to hit Riverside in decades.”

“When the plans were made, no blizzard was anticipated,” the robot replied.

Okay, he supposed that was unfair. The robot was Spock and he wasn’t really a robot. Still, Jim was mildly annoyed with him so at present he didn’t give a damn.

He eyed the Vulcan who wore a big woolen sweater as he gazed blankly back at Jim. He had been of no help whatsoever since they arrived. Jim had gotten the fire going in the living room and now he was fiddling with the heater to try to get it to go on.

His family had never switched to a computer-controlled heat apparatus. They’d been convinced an old-fashioned heater was “charming”. Charming his ass.

“If I’m this cold you must be freezing,” Jim said as amiably as he could manage under the circumstances.

“As a Vulcan, I am able to—”

“Blah blah blah.” If Jim didn’t have his hands full of instruments, he’d be sticking his fingers in his ears. Immature? No doubt. “You know you didn’t have to come with me.”

Jim was sorry he’d come with himself. Or you know, whatever. Stupid blizzard.

They’d barely made it there and he wanted to turn right around and leave except the weather got even worse and they’d been stuck.

“You did not want me to?” Spock asked, neutrally.

He had wanted Spock to. They’d just started a…thing…er a whatever. Prior to this shore leave or break, they’d maybe had sex. Okay, not maybe, they had. Even though they hadn’t had the conversation as to what that meant at all. Jim didn’t really want to have that conversation. It made him sick even thinking about that conversation. And as far as he could tell the robot didn’t either.

But instead of answering that loaded question, Jim grimaced. “If I can’t get this heater started we’re going to be in a world of trouble. That fire isn’t going to do it to keep us warm enough.”

“I could look at it,” Spock offered.

And it was on the tip of his tongue to ask what a stupid Vulcan would know about an old-time heater, because he was that irritated with the world, but what the hell. He wasn’t having any luck.

He stepped aside and thrust the tools into Spock’s hands. “Knock yourself out. Well, actually, don’t. I don’t think I have any medical equipment for that.”

Spock didn’t bother to comment on that and Jim didn’t blame him.

With a sigh, he rubbed his neck and said, “I’ll be right back. I gotta pee.”

So he trudged up the basement stairs, shivering madly as he made his way up to the bathroom. He was really starting to hate this place and he was going to have more than a few words with his mom over it.

In the bathroom, having to lower his pants to pee, he thought his dick was going to break off it was so damn frozen.

He was eying the faucet and wondering how cold the water would be when he washed his hands when he suddenly heard the heater kick on.

A moment later a triumphant Spock came up from the basement, looking altogether pleased with himself.

“How did you—”

“Well, scientifically speaking, I—”

Jim covered Spock’s mouth with his to shut him up.

January 16, 2024

Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

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