X-files AU Kirk&Spock

Okay, I’m a little up a creek here because I’ve seen like two eps of X-Files total, but here goes:

FBI Agent Jim Kirk just knows aliens are out there.  If only his stuck-up perpetually beanie-wearing co-worker Spock agreed.

They head out together wherever weird cases come up that other agents won’t tackle.  Along the way Jim tells Spock about how his brother George was probably kidnapped by aliens, while Spock looks like maybe he swallowed a bug or something.  Other times Jim will show Spock convincing evidence of unidentified flying objects or strong signs that aliens have landed and created crop circles, but Spock explains it all away with various logical theories.  

Even after encountering ghosts and werewolves and probably some kind of mermaids, Spock seems insistent there’s no such thing as aliens – but not quite as insistent as he is on wearing a variety of hats wherever they go even in seriously hot weather.  

Though Spock can explain away practically anything using his science expertise, Jim just knows he can one day convince Spock that he’s right, that aliens exist.  He just has to find the hardcore evidence that will bring Spock over to his way of thinking. 

All of this bickering plus saving each other’s lives causes sexual tension galore.  So finally they start dating, though they still can’t seem to agree on alien life, and Spock has a semi-creepy fetish where he’ll never remove whatever his hat of the day is even when they’re having sex or showering together.  Jim just gives in and starts buying him jaunty berets (I mean, the sex is just that good).

At some point Jim introduces Spock to his family, and starts pestering Spock to do the same.  Aren’t they a serious thing now, even if they can’t seem to agree on the existence of extraterrestrial life?

Spock gives in very reluctantly, telling Jim they can finally meet his parents at a restaurant.  On the way there, trying not to be late so he can impress Spock’s folks,  Jim spies an alien craft landing.  That obviously takes precedence, so he pulls over and triumphantly captures the pointy-eared alien life form along with what seems to be his human captive.

It’s really super awkward when Jim messages Spock to meet him with his quarry, and it turns out he’s taken Spock’s dad and mom hostage.

Omg, I tried!

for the au meme: pinto summer of love

So Chris is a very studious upstanding young man, mostly focused on getting ready for college and trying not to think too hard about the fact that he just had to register for the draft.  He’s had a couple of girlfriends, one of whom was the pony-tailed president of their high school’s Young Republicans’ Club, but nothing too serious.

But then!  At the start of the summer, he finds out his childhood pal Sofia has gone missing, and her parents think she ran away!  

Based on Sofia’s letters (that talk about some weird bands and Chris is pretty sure she might have written while she was smoking reefers), he acts on a hunch and heads to San Francisco and Haight-Ashbury to see if maybe he can find his friend in the counterculture scene.  

He’s such a square, though, that he gets nowhere with the bohemians and hippie kids…until he ends up at a gathering with a gang of other kids lounging around on pillows and wearing flowers in their hair, and someone asks him if he wants to trip on mushrooms.  “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” some guy named Zach wearing an orange caftan shirt promises, and so Chris shrugs and goes along with it, hoping that some people’s tongues will loosen and he can find out about Sofia’s whereabouts.

Soon enough Chris is waving his hand slow motion in front of his face, and telling Zach that the patterns on his shirt are swirling into the air.  The party gets really mellow, and Chris ends up stretched out leaning back on Zach’s stomach, rambling on about how Zach has prettier eyes than any girl he’s met, and that he digs how he smells (let’s face it, probably of patchouli).

When Chris starts to come down, he’s embarrassed as hell, and worried Zach might sock him for being so weird.  But instead Zach offers him a place to crash while Chris looks for Sofia, and is a real stand-up guy for not mentioning how Chris possibly got a boner while they were cuddling on the floor.  

Zach helps Chris with his search for his friend, because aside from some experimental theater performances, his days are pretty much open.  Along the way they end up going to a bunch of impromptu concerts to hand out flyers asking if people have seen Sofia, happening upon a couple of be-in’s, and getting closer to one another every day.  Chris knows he has to leave sooner or later to start college in the fall, but even though he’s supposed to be there only for Sofia, he can tell he’s getting attached to the scene in San Francisco.  He starts borrowing Zach’s medallions and linen shirts and even growing out his hair when Zach mentions he likes how it looks longer. 

At last one night, when there’s too many people grooving at Zach’s pad, they have to share a bed (a mattress on the floor in a room with only strings of wooden beads in lieu of a door, obviously).  Chris starts out on the edge of the mattress, but somewhere during the night, Zach turns over and curls around him, and Chris pretends he’s still asleep so he won’t have to move away.  He’d only ever meant to be here to help out a friend, but it scares him that he can’t see himself anywhere else, and that he can’t picture going somewhere without Zach.

Early the next morning, Chris is beginning to freak out a little about what might be happening with him and Zach.  Some guy named Simon who’s gotten in really late after a sit-in demonstration mentions he thinks he spotted the girl Chris is looking for in a park that morning, but he’ll have to hurry if he wants to catch her.  

Chris runs off wearing Zach’s prized water buffalo sandals to try and find Sofia.  He’s so worried she’s in trouble with nowhere to turn, but when he arrives he finds out she’s doing great.  She’s been helping to run community efforts to get everyone there for the summer clothed and fed, and now she’s organizing a few vans of people to head cross-country, bound for a commune that’s starting up somewhere in New Hampshire.  So can Chris let her folks know she’s fine and will send them a postcard when she’s settled planting blueberries for peace?

Chris finds a pay phone and calls his parents first to ask them to pass along the message that Sofia is okay.  They take turns telling him he really has to come home so he can start school like he’s supposed to, and insist on wiring him the money for a bus that’s due to leave in less than an hour.

At the bus station, Chris is about to board when he realizes that being in San Francisco and staying with Zach is the best thing that’s ever happened to him in his life, and he’s not about to give that up. He’s about to turn around and tear up the ticket when Zach runs in!  He somehow found out that Chris was going to leave town and tells Chris that if he won’t stay, Zach will come with him!

They kiss in the middle of the bus station, and everyone surrounding them is either too groovy or too high to be a jerk about it.

Eventually they move up to Sofia’s commune so they can make almond butter and weave baskets and stay together forever.  They become conscientious objectors and lead protests and at some point start up an experimental theater to promote peace, love, and understanding.

Spirk and the song “Fields of Gold”

A/N:  His first time on Earth, Spock wanders away from the group.  Kid Spock and kid Jim Kirk, Star Trek AOS, ~735 words (I hope kid fic is okay with you, nonny - thank you for the prompt of oh so long ago!).

Fields of Gold

Approximatelytwo minutes after he quietly slips away from the Vulcan delegation, Spock stumblesand lurches forward.  

Hehad only wished to walk about and observe this agricultural area of Earth by himself.  Surely his father’s injunction to remain closeby and his mother’s more cheerful reminder not to “wander away” didnot prohibit him from purposeful exploring within reasonable range of theirgroup.  After all, his parents would nothave allowed him to accompany them anywhere unsafe.

Butnow, unable to free his foot from the furrow in which it has stuck, he decides thestrange terrain is in fact hazardous to a young Vulcan.  Case in point: he tips headfirst, observingwith alarm the ground rushing up to meet him.

Suddenly,however, a skinny arm shoots out into view, a small hand clasps Spock’s wrist,and to his surprise he has been stabilized and pulled upright.

“Youokay?”  The boy, for it is a boy whohas caught him, has not let Spock go.  Hetakes Spock’s other hand as well, perhaps to lend further balance; he squeezes Spock’spalms, peering up into his face curiously.

“Iam quite well.”  Spock is a memberof a diplomatic party, and he knows to appear ungrateful for timely help wouldbe rude indeed.  So he does not immediatelysnatch his hands back and jerk away as his instinct dictates.   But after a moment he manages to extract hishands from the boy’s grip and takes a careful step to the side.  He opens his mouth again, this time to utteran appropriate greeting, but instead the words that pass his lips are,“Where did you come from?”

Forthe boy has appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and though his appearance isstrange to Spock – light blond hair, tanned cheeks freckled from the sunlight,bright blue eyes that match the vast cloudless sky above – he looks organic tothis place, as bright and golden as the fine silk peeking out of the tips ofcorn growing in rows all around them, as if he too sprang from the soil attheir feet.

“Icome from right here, silly,” the boy says.

Spocknods upon receiving confirmation of his initial theory, though of course he nowhas many related questions.  

“Well,first I was born in space,” the boy adds importantly before Spock can inquirefurther.  His chest puffs out with pride,so Spock nods again to show he understands the significance of this fact.  "But now I live here.  This is our farm: mine, and Mom’s, and Sam’stoo.“  He spreads his arms wide toindicate their locale.  

“Indeed.”  Spock looks about him with renewed interest.

“Mymom said if I didn’t bother anyone during the tour, I could come inside andhave cookies after.”  The boy sighsand nudges a clump of dirt with his toe. “But I got bored running around the barn and jumping off the loftinto the hay and Sam said he wasn’t going to stick around so he took Cody –that’s our dog, Cody, he’s real nice and you can pet him later if you want –down to the stream.  So I startedsneaking after everyone and listening in, like a spy.  But I was real quiet so I wouldn’t botheranyone.  I bet you didn’t even know I wasthere.”

“Idid not,” Spock admits.

Theboy beams at him.  "I’m Jimmy.  Who’re you?“

"Iam Spock, of Vulcan.”  Spock holdshis hand out in the ta'al.  

Jimmysquints at the gesture for a moment before he mimics it passably.  "Let’s go play,“ he declares assoon as he drops his hand.  

"Thoughyour invitation is appreciated, I should make my parents aware of myplans,” Spock says reluctantly.  Thoughthey are very recent acquaintances, Spock realizes he does not wish to losesight of the other boy.  If he turnsaway, Jimmy might disappear as quickly as he came.

“They’llfigure it out,” Jimmy assures him. He reaches out and tugs at Spock’s hand, already starting to back awaywhile still facing Spock, as though his steps on this uneven ground are as sureand certain as the sun rising. “Come on!  I’ll show you ourhorses!”

Spocktakes one step forward, then one more.  Soonhe follows without another thought for his parents’ potential reprimands orthe foreign ground beneath his feet, until he is running alongside Jimmy, handin hand.

Fiction Romance, 2 and Direction to Perfection, 10?

Thanksfor asking about Direction to Perfection!  I flailed around for a little wondering whatChris and Zach would remember most about their pre-dating/pseudo-dating time.  But then I started to wonder what Jeffy might recall about getting to know Zach.  

Oneoff-screen (but partially referenced) moment Jeffy will remember for a longwhile happened just after they had to hot tail it out of the movie theater (remember,when Jeffy had a meltdown because the aggravating woman sitting in the rowahead of them not only interrupted Zach and Chris’s almost-kiss but woke Jeffyup from his nap?).  

Onthe sidewalk outside, his dad had said they should probably be getting home, “BecauseI think this one needs some quiet time.” Jeffy had nearly started to wailat the unfairness of it all; he’d missed most of the movie, and he’d barelygotten to see Zach.  But Zach had caught his attention when hepatted his pockets like he was searching around and said, “Wait,buddy, I just remembered: I’ve got something for you.”  When Jeffy had stopped mid-inhale/pre-shriekin surprise, Zach had taken his hand out of his jacket pocket and unfolded hisfingers to show two of Jeffy’s tiny trucks.

Jeffyhad started to grab them back tearfully. But then he’d stopped and looked up at Zach watching him and waitingpatiently.  And he’d mumbled, “Oneis for you to have,” and hidden his face against Chris’s leg.  

Hisdad had laid a hand gently atop his head, and Zach had said, “Wow, seriously?”  When Jeffy had looked up, Zach was croucheddown on one knee so that he was at Jeffy’s eye-level.  "Which one should I hold on to?“Zach had asked.  Jeffy had hesitated, hishand hovering over the two trucks in the palm of Zach’s large hand.  He’d nearly reached for the green one; it wasshinier, and the red one had gotten a dent when Jeffy had thrown a rock at itone time.  But then he’d glanced up athis dad, who was smiling down at both of them with that soft look on his face he gotsometimes.  So Jeffy had said, "You can choose.”

Zachhad picked the red one.  "It’s my favorite color,” he had said when Jeffy made a surprised sound.

Whenthey parted later (because for some reason his dad didn’t make them leave rightaway after all), Zach had waved and held up the truck in his hand, like alittle reminder that he would keep hold of it. So Jeffy had raised the red one in return before he waved back.  His dad had put him up on his shoulders andthey had headed home together, the green truck clutched tightly in Jeffy’s hand thewhole way.