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amberskyyking · 2 months ago

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It’s Fox Day so have a fluffy lil Corrie Guard Talent Show story I wrote based on this post featuring a bunch of my talented writer friends OC’s and Fox trying so hard to develop better mental health patterns and so so many hugs 🥰❤️🦊

Ten Out Of Ten

7k words! Click the title for the AO3 link. @corrieweek TW: Suicidal thoughts mentioned, KMS joke and general implied past abuse and decom, but things are better and they’re healing now ❤️‍🩹

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“I’m going to fucking-”

Stitch’s eyes snapped to Fox’s face the moment he started mumbling those words under his breath, and he cut himself off. Kill myself, was what he wanted to say, but he wasn’t supposed to make jokes like that was he? They’d talked about this at length after the war was over, after the Senate voted to declare clones were Sentient in an upset he still wasn’t sure he believed really happened. Their newfound position was so fragile, even if the decom orders he shielded them from for years had been stopped. His vode weren’t expendable anymore, there were consequences for abusing them now that Fox had the right to enforce, but the sense that all those protections could be ripped away had seeped deep into his bones. Fox hadn’t been able to protect them before, his efforts hadn’t been enough, he wasn’t enough! Palpatine might be gone, but Fox couldn’t shake the icy dread that he would see those leering yellow eyes around every corner, hear that cruel voice disguised with grandfatherly patience threatening his vode if Fox didn’t comply, feel the sudden pang of lightning sear across his skin -

“Fox,” Stitch said his name in a hard tone, snapping him out of the spiraling thoughts for a moment. “Stop that.”

Right. Fox took a breath.

Stitch had a point, he knew he did, as much as he hated to admit it a couple of weeks ago when he made his last ill-timed joke passing by a familiar spire. Jokes like that only reinforce negative thought patterns, Stitch had snipped. It’s not funny, it’s only making your damn mental health worse and it’s going to give me a fucking aneurysm one of these days if you don’t knock it the hell off!

The reminder filled him with a new wave of guilt. His poor CMO could never trust Fox wasn’t serious about those sort of things, and Fox honestly couldn’t blame him, but Stitch already had to put up with so much. Now Fox was adding to it. Maybe it would be better if he just-

“I’m serious, Fox,” Stitch snarled. “Want to try that again?”

Fox scowled at the floor. He was trying to do better, he really was, he had to, for his brothers sake. He’d promised them he would, even if he didn’t understand why they still bothered, now that the primary threat to their existence was gone. But Stitch was still glowering at him expectantly. Thorn and Thire had gone quiet too, right in the middle of their own conversation. Great. Now they were all concerned again, just because of his bad coping skills. Fox looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember what Stitch had said to do with thoughts or jokes like that instead, even if it was just to appease them. Just say something different, right? Something positive or funny or ridiculous?

He let out an exasperated sigh and blurted out the first load of nonsense that popped into his head. “I’m - I’m going to put on the best talent show Coruscant has ever seen,” Fox muttered, his voice thick with sarcasm.

There was a pause, and Fox felt a flush creep up his neck. Where the hell had that come from? It wasn’t even really funny, it was just ridiculous, Thorn and Thire were bound to give him shit, and -

“Wait seriously?” Thorn jumped up eagerly from his spot on the floor. “We can do that?”

Thire’s eyebrows shot straight into his hair. “I ah. Think the Commander was joking, vod.”

“But we could?” Thorn pressed, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet with a huge sparkling grin on his face.

Fox blinked a couple times at his vod’ika with a pit in his stomach. Thorn had to be joking too, didn’t he?

“Cause I had this idea, there’s this song I found that I want to make a routine with Lowkey to and -”

“Isn’t that what the holonet is for?” Thire chuckled.

“Trust me, this would be so much better live! I could - No wait, can’t say. That would be a huge spoiler!”

Both troopers looked excitedly at Fox, and his heart dropped. Kriff. This wasn’t a complication he was prepared to deal with, not today.

“I…” He gulped, trying to stall, trying to think of any way to tell them no, it wasn’t possible, they didn’t have the resources or the time… But it was useless. He couldn’t stand to see their faces fall if he could help it, not after everything the Guard had been through for so long. If they wanted to do something like that so badly he would find a way, he… He could never say no to them. Not with enthusiasm like that, not when they were looking at him like that!

“Sure,” He caved, cursing himself internally as he did. “We can have a… A talent show.”

Thire gasped, Thorn let out a whooping cheer, and Fox had to grin in spite of himself, at least until Stitch snorted from behind him. Fox shot a tired glare back at his CMO, who didn’t look sorry in the slightest, in fact he looked downright pleased. Stitch had to know exactly what just happened in Fox’s head, and this whole self-esteem issue he was constantly pestering Fox about had just taken a turn that his vod’ika couldn’t have planned better if he tried. It wasn’t like Fox could really regret it, though. Thorn had already lit up like a life day tree, sending frantic comms to Lowkey with ideas for their next routine, and Thire wore a thoughtful little grin on his face that Fox could have melted at.

“What are you going to do for it, sir?” Thorn asked suddenly, looking up from the comm he had been typing out.

“I’m not competing,” Fox said automatically.

“Whaaat?” Thorn frowned.

“Why not?” Thire said in bewilderment. “It’s your idea!”

“What would I even do?” Fox exhaled, shaking his head. “I don’t have any special talents.”

“Sure, vod. You just killed the Sith, ended the war and set us all free, that was a normal Benduday,” Thorn snarked.

“That wasn’t all me… And how exactly would I do any of that on stage?” Fox protested.

Thorn opened his mouth to offer up what was sure to be some sort of insane suggestion, but thankfully, Stitch came to Fox’s rescue.

“He told you you could have the show, that’s enough,” Stitch snapped. “I karking swear, if you try to hijack his sleep schedule just to make him prep for some damn act, you’ll be seeing my special talents in the med bay first hand!”

That made the pair of them back off, but it didn’t seem to damper their excitement for the thing, which was good. Fox let out a breath as they shrugged in acceptance and got back to their conversation from before, this time with giddy little grins on their faces.

This… This couldn’t hurt, could it? If the idea was making Thorn and Thire this happy, it would probably be good for the rest of his men, too. Fox wasn’t the only one who struggled, maybe they could all use the boost. He would still make sure it was closed to anyone but the Guard, to be safe, even if the galaxy was nominally safer for them already. Outsiders seeing his vode in the spotlight was still a risk he wasn’t willing to take, but they could keep this small, just celebrate a few of his brothers who he loved so much and remind them of their worth. He could manage that.

Stitch slung an arm across Fox’s back as he started thinking it all through, and Fox automatically pulled him into a hug, letting out a deep sigh.

“It’s a good idea, vod,” Stitch told him softly. “I’m proud of you. You caught yourself, you’re forming better patterns already, that’s progress. But this isn’t going to fuck up your sleep.”

“Someone has to plan all this,” Fox reminded him, but Stitch shook his head as he pulled back to look Fox in the eye.

“Yeah. Someone. Not you,” His CMO told him pointedly, mouth twisting into a wicked smirk. “Either you let me handle this or you go down to one shift a day, don’t try me. We have rights now, thanks to you, so you can’t work more than your doubles or I’ll fucking report it.”

“This wouldn’t be work related-“

“It could be,” Stitch threatened with glee, and Fox let out a half-hearted scoff. That wasn’t even fair. His brothers needed those protections in place, but Fox hadn’t considered how Stitch might use those new laws against him, too.

“Fine,” He bit out. “If you’re sure, but if you need anything, tell me. I should still be involved.”

“It’s your own damn show, you’ll have a role,” Stitch shot back, but his eyes were soft, and Fox nodded. It was settled, then. For better or worse, Fox really was going to kill himself put on the best fucking talent show Coruscant had ever seen.

---

It might have been Fox’s half-baked, sarcastic suggestion to throw the talent show in the first place, but Stitch stayed true to his word and took charge of the whole production so Fox wouldn’t work himself into the ground trying to do it all it himself. He still wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or put off by the help. This really was something he could have handled on his own, he used to pull triple or quad shifts, the doubles were already a massive improvement and adding the show to his plate really wouldn’t have been pushing himself more than he had before. Pointing that out Stitch again later that night, though, proved to be a mistake, as the CMO kindly offered to break his fucking legs and throw the bone knitter off the goddamn Rotundra if he tried to go back on their agreement now… So Fox let Stitch handle coordinating the thing, went to bed, and hardly slept, but at least he tried.

Fox had barely begun his first shift when it became clear word had spread and clones on and off duty all started acting strangely. He had only pictured a small gathering in his head, something held quietly in the barracks or the mess, far from prying eyes, but the more excited vode he encountered throughout the day the less that seemed like a viable option.

Thorn and Lowkey passed Fox as he left the barracks that morning, both of them soaking wet, squelching in their boots and giggling like kriffing cadets. They froze when they saw Fox and tripped all over their promises to clean up the mess before Fox let them go. Only a couple hours later, Lefty’s pet tooka somehow got stuck in a vent in the armory, and when he got her out, she was wearing a miniature version of shock trooper armor. The red paint hadn’t dried yet and was smeared in places on the thin plastoid, but that, at least, was a cute problem. He gave a blushing Lefty a comforting hug once his pet was safe and gently scratched the little tookas head before moving on with his day.

The talent show was farther from Fox’s mind again by the time he was making rounds near the east wing of the building on his second shift. Suddenly he heard noises from a storage room that was supposed to be unoccupied, and panic flared in his gut. He’d heard things like this before. Muffled voices echoed from inside, one of them shouting something indistinguishable, and they sounded like his vode!

All the worst possibilities raced through his head, but they had rights now, he could protect them if someone was trying to hurt them and he would! He would do anything to keep them safe, no matter the cost. Fox drew his twin blasters with his heart in his throat, raced right up to the door and -

The voices started to sing. Fox stopped dead in his tracks.

Theeeeere once was a man come from Sriluur, Say now did he really? A handsome pirate, that’s for sure! All of that’s a lie!

It… It was several voices, echoing loudly through the door now in the otherwise empty hall, all of them clones but… But nothing was wrong. Fox’s adrenaline fizzled at once and he let his hands with the blasters fall at his side. They were just practicing in there, a call and response song like some of them made up back on Kamino in training, nothing that was hurting them. There weren’t even rules against that kind of thing, at least, not anymore.

Hondo Ohnaka, Hondo Ohnaka, Hondo Ohnaka! All of that’s a lie!

Fox shook his head and closed his eyes for a few seconds, letting their little song remind him that they were okay. They did sound good, now that he knew no one was locked in there with a fucking Senator, and some of the lines they made up almost made him chuckle, lessening his nerves. If they had written it themselves, it was a very clever shanty. After a minute or so he trudged off to continue his rounds, but practicing vode continued to catch him off guard through the rest of that shift. By the time he made it back to the barracks he had ran into Pointe with wide eyes and his arms full of bright colored fabric and ribbon scraps, Tree practicing an attempt to make a strange plant disappear for Senator Chuchi, and Crow trying to smuggle no less than six mouse droids out of the Senate halls for who-the-hell-knows-why.

Fox was tired when he finally returned, but before he could make Stitch’s whole kriffing day by collapsing into bed at the end of it like he was supposed to, Thire burst in with a grin on his face that lit up the whole room.

“I found us a venue!” He announced, and Fox blinked at him in bleary-eyed confusion.

“A what?”

“You know that old theater just down the street?”

“The one you just issued eighteen building citations to last week?” Fox said with a raised eyebrow.

Thire rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck. “Yeeeah… I might have offered to waive those if they can get the violations fixed by Taungsday… And let us use the place that night.”

Fox’s face stayed impassive as he looked at his blushing vod’ika. “…For the talent show?” He asked at long last, and Thire nodded.

“I mean, where were we gonna have it? The mess?”

That had been what Fox was picturing, but… Well, it didn’t really matter to him if the theater paid those fines, just that they fixed their shit, so if this was just as effective he didn’t see a problem with it. Besides, Thire seemed proud, and after seeing so much more enthusiasm today than he expected, maybe being on a real stage would be good for his kih’vode too, at least if the event was still private. They deserved to feel special. They were special. Especially since so many of them really had cultivated great talents, even while stationed here, of all places, where stifling conformity was a matter of survival.

“Good work, vod,” Fox yawned, standing up again and crossing over to Thire over to give him an appreciative hug. “They’ll love that.”

“You think so?” Thire said, letting out a breath and straightening up a bit at the praise.

“Of course,” Fox assured him. He let him go with a pat on the shoulder and sank back down onto his bed. “You’ll have to tell Stitch, though…”

“Will do, sir!” Thire beamed.

Fox smiled as he closed his eyes, even through his exhaustion. He hadn’t expected all this, but it really did feel like the spectacle was needed, somehow. Maybe he should have known, with how long they had all had to keep their individuality hidden away, for safety’s sake. But things were different now, they really were. Even if he was still having a hard time believing it.

Fox found it a little easier to drift off to sleep that night, even if he could have sworn someone was practicing an entire tap dance routine in a nearby room.

---

The day of the talent show came and the old theater was packed. Even knowing how excited his kih’vode were about this, Fox stared around in wide-eyed wonder at the number of them who showed up! Stitch had to half-drag him through the crowd of smiling, laughing Corries, most of them in armor but a few in military dress clothes or civvies or even full costumes that rivaled the worst dressed Senators, towards the judges booth in the center of the room. The rest of the panel, with Thire, Stone, Hound and Rosie, were already gathered there, chatting and laughing as they waited for everyone else to find their seats.

It was slow moving through the crowd though, even with Stitch’s intimidating scowl to cut them a path, since Fox’s kih’vode kept turning to smile at him, laugh, and hug him along the way.

“Commander!” A fresh faced shiny, Zed, grinned up at him with a a sharp salute. “Thank you sir, I - I can’t believe I get to show off my hoverboard tricks! I always saw the holos of the pros on Kamino but I never thought…”

“You’ll do great tonight,” Fox reassured him, giving his shoulder a squeeze that made the kid swell with pride and bounce on his toes. They only made it a few more steps before another trooper tapped on his shoulder.

“I was hoping to catch you, Sir,” The trooper said softly, fidgeting with a piece of flimsi in his hands, and Fox recognized him as Penner. “I didn’t sign up, I don’t think this would be very exciting from the stage but… I’ve been learning origami to give me something to do with my hands when I’m anxious and… I think I’ve gotten good at it,” He explained, blushing a little as he spoke. “I want you to have this one…” He held up the flimsi in his hand and Fox’s eyes widened. What was a flat and fragile sheet just a minute before was suddenly a perfect little Fox.

“That’s incredible,” Fox breathed, and he meant it. He picked up the little fox as gently as he could, looking at the little details, the tiny folds that seemed to fit impossibly together in awe. It was so personal, so heartfelt... ”Thank you, Pen’ika,” Fox smiled. “If you were competing I’d give you ten out of ten.”

Penner looked like he was about to cry. “It’s nothing, you… You saved my life,” Penner whispered, his lower lip wobbling just a bit as he did. “I don’t know if you remember but… But thank you, Commander.”

Fox felt like the air had been knocked clean from his lungs. He did remember, of course he did. Penner had been one of the first men he had been too late to protect… But he wrapped his arms around his brother, drawing him close and taking care to keep the oragami fox cupped protectively in his hand. When they pulled apart, both their eyes were misty, and Penner gave him a watery grin before turning away.

“I hope you’re paying attention,” Stitch said under his breath as he took Fox by the hand again. “See what can happen when you’re not a fucking asshole to yourself?”

“This was mostly your work,” Fox pointed out in a raw sounding voice, but Stitch shook his head.

“Only because you’re still running yourself into the damn ground trying to keep us safe. This was your idea, its happening because you said so and you did it for their sake, don’t you dare deny it!”

Fox didn’t dare. He wasn’t sure why he had said anything about a talent show in the first place, what possessed him to speak those words with hardly the thought in his mind or where they even came from, but he… He wasn’t sorry. His vode needed this, maybe more than he even realized, or maybe he knew but just hadn’t understood it yet.

“How many of them do you think…” Fox started, but trailed off.

“Think what?” Stitch pushed.

“… Need to know they… Matter,” Fox said quietly. “Even if they’re not competing tonight.”

Stitch stopped in his tracks, turning back to him with a solemn, troubled look on his face. “All of them,” He said, without a hint of bluster or sarcasm.

Fox nodded. That’s what he thought, too. “I wish I could tell them all…”

“I know. They would say the same about you,” Stitch told him gently. “Come on.”

A few more hugs and encouraging words later, Thire, Stone, Hound and Rosie all turned to greet him and Stitch as they approached the judges booth. Thire waved him into the centermost seat that they had left open for him and immediately sank into the seat at his right. Stitch paused, giving Fox an odd look and whispering something to Rosie, who nodded her head.

Fox was finding it a little difficult to pay attention to the small talk the others were making. Instead, he traced the edges of the little origami Fox in his hands. After a moment Stitch leaned in to give his shoulder a final squeeze before heading backstage, and Thire scooted closer to Fox’s side, his presence cool and steady.

Something about this night that had started out as a bad cover for a worse joke already felt so important. They’d been wearing the same matching armor and using their numbers instead of names for years for their own protection. He had to make so many stifling rules to keep them safe, even if it wasn’t enough. Everything that they did had been to blend in, to avoid drawing attention to themselves, to make themselves indistinguishable from the next clone so they couldn’t be easy targets, but now…

Now the war was over. They were people. They could stand out, show off, shine… But even if so many of them weren’t ready for that, they deserved to be celebrated, too.

Thire reached out, giving Fox’s hand a quiet squeeze, and he exhaled. He was already proud of them, so proud of every single one of his brothers, wherever they were at on their journey. Then the lights dimmed, the eager voices of his vode that filled the theater quieted in anticipation, and Thorn and Lowkey took the stage in the most ridiculous bright red bedazzled suits Fox had ever seen.

“Olarom, olarom, olarom!” Thorn shouted excitedly in Mando’a to a loud set of cheers, spinning an umbrella around his arm for some reason. “Welcome to the first annual Coruscant Guard Talent Show, vode!”

Fox raised an eyebrow. He never said anything about this being annual.

“Shiny or veteran, Grunt, ARF, Shock troop, Medic, Mechanic, Prison guard, Security, Massiff handlers, Massiffs themselves and anyone else, none of that matters tonight! So forget your test scores, fuck whatever the long-necks thought of you, nobody’s perfect and tonight we get to see some of what you’re all really made of! The good stuff! Like… What do we have tonight, Lowkey?”

“What, besides us? In these gorgeous suits?” Lowkey said lightly, strutting across the stage in the glittery red thing and puffing out his umbrella behind him dramatically to the cheers and cat-calls of the men in the audience. “I’ve got to give credit where credit is due though, our own Commander Fox picked these out special himself!”

That wasn’t true.

“Oh he’s got such great taste, vod, in anything but caf. Still won’t use the cream and sugar we have now, says it’s better black.”

…That part was.

“But actually, this whole night was Fox’s idea, if you haven’t heard!” Thorn continued, and that… Was true too, somehow. Fox was still having trouble remembering he had actually started all this, him and his terrible joke had teamed up to make an event that the whole guard was more excited about than anything he’d seen since the end of the war. Their brothers clapped and hooted their approval of the idea, and Fox tried not to notice how many of them had turned to stare at him just now, but Lowkey chuckled into his mic and shut his umbrella with a crisp snap that got their attention again.

“Well, we better get on with it then, Thorn, or we’ll keep the Commander up past his bedtime.”

“What’s wrong with that?” Thorn asked with feigned innocence.

“I’m afraid of Stitch,” Lowkey hissed under his breath, pointing behind his hand towards the curtains where Fox knew his CMO was standing just out of sight. A single gloved hand popped out from backstage to flip him off.

“Oooh, good point. In that case, Taps! Get your ass out here quick!” Thorn cried, and the pair of them pranced back off the stage, blowing kisses to the crowd to laughter and cheers.

The ARF trooper Taps stepped gingerly out from behind the curtains with a nervous grin on his face. Fox wasn’t sure what sort of act he would be performing, he wasn’t wearing a costume and didn’t seem to have any special gear, but the music picked up and Taps started tap dancing! The irony almost made Fox burst out laughing by mistake, because of course! The tap dancer who he heard the other night must have been Taps! He should have known. The clone wouldn’t have lasted a kriffing day in the Rotundra, not with the nervous habit that earned him his name, so Fox put him on street patrols, which was a much better fit. But he had no idea his vod had turned all that energy into something so rhythmic and percussive and artistic! When the routine came to a close and Taps bowed with a flourish the whole theater broke into applause and Fox held his score card high, a perfect 10/10, smiling ear to ear.

Next up was Tree in a bright green cape he could have stolen off Bail Organa himself and… Likely had, given how the trooper seemed to trust more of the Senators than Fox really appreciated. He took the stage with several of his friends carrying exotic looking plants behind him in big silvery pots, but once the show began Fox was completely mesmerized! The disappearance act he saw him practicing the other night for Senator Chuchi had a Part Two that he hadn’t seen, where the towering fern reappeared on the judges booth! Grizzer flew into a tizzy, barking like mad at the trick, and Fox shot his hand into the air with the 10/10 before the act even concluded.

Every other act was just as outstanding as the one before, from the squad who got the entire crowd to join them in singing the shanty about Hondo Ohnaka to the green-haired Pointe running his piebald massiff Bespin through a series of tricks with colorful ribbons and bows streaming behind her! Guts put on a gorgeous display of his automatons whizzing through the air to music that a music box he built himself played, Coro performed juggling routine that he claimed to have learned by literally jugging up to twelve medical charts at the same time (Fox wasn’t sure if that was a joke, and no one else seemed to know either, but he didn’t mistake Stitch’s barking laugh from behind the curtain when he said it), and Lucky’s graceful and risky sword dance captivated everyone except for the worried medics in the crowd, especially Rosie, who gasped loudly at Fox’s side every time he made a dangerous looking move. She still burst into applause with the rest of them once it was over, relief written all over her face.

Captain Taser’s speed painting was already a beautiful piece of artwork even before he spun the canvas rightside up to reveal he had been painting upside down the whole time , showing off a colorful Coruscant sunrise and adding the sparkle of morning stars with a last few taps of his brush. Later on the twins Kando and Sii’s four-armed General Grievous improv routine had the entire building bursting with laughter, then Zed’s hoverboard tricks sent Stitch rushing onto the stage for half a second before he twisted a miraculous third time in the air and landed his final combo. Lefty’s routine with his Coruscant Guard Shock Tooka melted about half the audience out of pure cuteness, then Xia performed a song in the voices of our judges, which was just their own voice the entire time, but they put on a long yellow wig for “Thorn’s” part and dramatically held a Massiff plushie in the air for “Hound’s”.

Fox was laughing so hard he could barely see by the end of it, so he gave them a 10/10. They all deserved 10/10, they all deserved the whole world, he didn’t even care when Stone elbowed him hard and shook his head at his unchanged scorecard! He couldn’t help it, and he didn’t want to.

He did at least hesitate after the slicer Crow’s reprogrammed mouse droids were revealed to have stolen boots off no less than seventeen troopers in the audience AND Thire himself, apparently working unseen throughout the entire show to amass their collection undetected. Fox shook his head and let out a heavy sigh at that. He really had to keep an eye on Crow. The kind of shit he could get up to, with skills like that… It was concerning, but admittedly impressive. So. 10/10.

“Another 10 out of 10 from our own 1010,” Thorn read off with a hearty laugh from the stage. “What does that make Crow’s total score there, Lowkey?”

“With Thire’s whopping zero, he’s coming in at 21/50,” Lowkey announced, and Crow pouted at the other Commander, making a little heart with his hands and then breaking it, but his eyes still sparkled with the usual mischief.

“Neat trick, but you gotta pick your targets better there vod. Thire holds a grudge!” Thorn said, twirling that umbrella of his in the air with a teasing grin. “Try Fox next time, he wouldn’t fault you tonight if you stole his whole kit right off his shebs!”

A few heads turned his way with good natured chuckles, and Fox blushed a little, fixing Thorn with a glare that had no heat in it at all. It was true, but he didn’t have to say it. Even if, judging by their reactions, everyone else seemed to already know.

“Speaking of Fox,” Lowkey said slowly, and Thorn’s grin widened in a very concerning way. “I thought I heard a little rumor about a last minute addition before the grand finale?”

“Oh, right, we did hear that didn’t we!” Thorn teased, turning his gaze directly on Fox.

Fox abruptly stood from his seat with alarm bells ringing in his head. No, they had talked about this, he wasn't performing! Whatever Thorn had planned wouldn’t happen, he had nothing prepared, but before he could take a single step, Thire and Rosie had brought hands down on his shoulders.

“Usedii, vod,” Thire murmured to him. “This won’t be bad, trust us.”

“I don’t have any special talents,” Fox hissed back. “I already told Stitch-”

“He thought of something, just before he left,” Rosie whispered. “But don’t worry. It’s good, you’ll like it.”

“Commander!” Thorn sang dramatically from the stage, his eyes somehow sparkling even more than that ridiculous suit he was wearing. “I had a whole speech planned about how you’ve been holding out on us tonight, but you had to go and ruin it! With all those big scores you kept turning in and some of what I saw in the lobby before this even began -”

“I’m sorry,” Fox blurted out, absolutely crestfallen at the realization, but of course he had gone and managed to screw up such a wonderful night somehow. He had tried, but something had gone wrong, hadn’t it? Was it because he gave everyone 10/10? Was he a useless judge? He should have just left this to Stitch, he shouldn’t have gotten involved at all -

“Oh my god, Fox,” Thire mumbled under his breath.

“No,” Hound said firmly with a shake of his head.

Fox blinked back up at Thorn on the stage in confusion. His vod’ika looked thoroughly unimpressed at his apology, with just a twinge of amusement tugging the corners of his mouth into a grin, and Lowkey scoffed at his side.

Suddenly, Fox became very aware of all the eyes pinned on him.

“Take a breath, Commander,” Thorn said a little softer than before. A few troopers in the seats began shuffling around in their seats, but Thorn ignored them and continued to talk. “Point is, we know of something you’re better at than anyone else in the galaxy, even if you don’t. So tonight we’re gonna prove it to you.”

Fox narrowed his eyes towards the last place he saw Stitch, that spot behind the curtains his CMO had disappeared to after Zed’s hoverboard act was over, since he was responsible for this, but before he could spot him there Thire reached out and wrapped Fox in a bone-crushing hug. Fox hadn’t expected that but he returned the hug on pure instinct, pulling Thire in protectively and cradling the back of his head.

“What is it?” Fox asked urgently. “What’s wrong?”

But Thire just chuckled affectionately into his neck. “Nothing’s wrong, ori’vod. This is it. Your talent.”

Fox blinked a few times in confusion out at the crowd over his brothers shoulder. More of them were turning around in their seats now, understanding of some sort dawning on their faces and making them grin. Stitch stood at the far end of them all with a gloating glint in his eye.

“You’re really good at loving us,” Thire said, pulling back to look him in the eyes. “And you’re really good at hugs.”

…Oh.

Fox wasn’t even sure how to respond to that. For a moment he just stared back at Thire, processing the words. Of course he loved them, they were his vode, they made it so easy…

“My turn,” Stone said simply, and Thire complied, stepping away so Stone could wrap his arms around Fox instead.

“The war was hard on us all, Fox,” Stone said quietly into Fox’s ear. “But you’ve been our rock. Thank you.”

Fox nodded against his brothers neck, fighting back the lump in his throat. “I… I couldn’t have survived it, without you…” He said thickly.

“Neither could we. I think we all need this,” Stone replied, giving him an extra squeeze before letting go.

Hound stepped up next, whispering a reminder of how sending him to work with the massiffs had changed everything for him, made his life worth living, then ordered Grizzer to jump up and lick Fox straight across the face, making Fox laugh again so he felt a little less like he was on the verge of tears. Then Rosie stepped up, passing off her forearm crutches to Thire to hold as she threw herself into Fox’s arms with a bright, determined smile.

“Thanks for taking me in, ori’vod,” She said jovially. “And for finally sticking to just the two shifts. We’ll keep working on that.”

“Stitch mentioned that to you?” Fox murmured, and Rosie flashed him a sharp look as she let go and Thire passed back the crutches.

“No, that’s common kriffing sense,” She said with a smirk.

Fox didn’t know what to say to that, but before he could take a seat again two more of his kih’vode jostled their way onto the platform, the twin shinies Kando and Sii from the comedy act. Kando opened his arms with a sheepish little grin and Fox caved like wet flimsi, sweeping both of them up into a hug, too. One of them let out a little squeal, as if his heart wasn’t enough of a puddle already. They were sweet kids. A couple seconds later he let go and scruffed both of their hair, but froze as he looked back over their heads and spotted the rest of the crowd.

Almost all of them were out of their seats. What started as a somewhat proper line of his fellow judges was now an amoeba-shaped pile of vode, with Stitch in his white medical officer’s uniform striding up the middle of them all with a face full of absolute triumph. Fox could hardly breathe as his CMO shouldered past the others and marched up the few stairs, clasping a hand on Fox’s shoulder and pausing.

“What are you waiting for?” He said with a wicked grin. “You wanted this. Get loved, moron.”

All Fox could do was nod, and the only way he could tell the next clone who hugged him was Tree was by the bright green cape billowing down his back that definitely belonged to Bail Organa. He didn’t know how much time it took to hug the rest of his brothers and tell them they were loved, and he lost count of how many there were, but if there was anything he could do for them he would, of course he would, especially something so simple as this! The program stayed paused as they all filed through, and Fox put his whole heart into every embrace. Some of the men mumbled kind things to him, like Lefty, some stayed silent, like Guts, and some even managed to make him laugh through the tears, like Crow. He tried to apologize to the ones he knew he had let down before, even if not a single one of them would hear it he had to say it, but the message that came back to him was always the same. He was only one person, he had done his best. They never blamed him. He saved some of them, more than just Penner, and every time he heard that he held them tight for an extra couple seconds before letting them go. His kih’vode meant everything to him, and all he wanted was for them to know it.

Apparently, they did… And he meant everything to them, too.

By the time the last of his family had made their way back to their seats, he had a feeling they had overshot how long their production would take by a while, but it hardly seemed to matter. That was a problem for later on. Stitch brought up the very end of the line with an expression full of compassion and care that Fox still wasn’t sure he deserved. Fox just shook his head in disbelief at his absolutely impossible CMO, and Stitch pulled Fox into the gentlest, warmest hug of the entire night.

They didn’t need words, but Stitch provided them anyways.

“I fucking told you.”

Fox just nodded against his brother’s neck. Stitch had been right about everything… Not that Fox would admit that just yet. If Stitch heard him say that it would go straight to his head and Fox would really would be forced down to just one shift a day. He couldn’t risk that, but he made no move to let go of Stitch again either, even as Thorn and Lowkey finally retook the stage.

“Hey Lieutenant! Something about this doesn’t quite seem fair, does it?” Thorn said with a shit-eating grin, causing most of the vode to turn back to him at once.

“Oh, definitely not. Fox is a judge, he can’t vote for himself,” Lowkey sniggered. “But we can’t let that 40/50 stand, can we?”

40/50? Fox shot a confused glance back down the judges booth to Thire, Stone, Hound and Rosie, and had to stifle an exasperated sigh. He still hadn’t thought they were taking this as a serious act, but all four of them had all gone off and awarded him a perfect 10/10.

“Alas, we cannot!” Thire declared with a sweeping gesture to the crowd. “Looks like we all have to help him out. What do you think? What’s his score?”

Fox could feel the blush rising up his neck and his cheeks as his brothers in the crowd sounded off with whistling and cheering and chants of TEN! TEN! TEN! all around. Really, the hugs were enough, he felt the love and now this was just getting excessive, but after a minute Thorn raised both hands and lowered them slowly to soothe the crowd.

“You got all that, Lowkey?” He asked with feigned innocence. “What’s his final score?”

“Ten thousand one hundred and ten!” Lowkey called out in dazzling confidence.

“Mmm. Yep. That’ll be a tough one to beat,” Thorn mused. “Think we can manage it, vod?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Are we gonna try anyways?”

“Hell yes!”

Music kicked on, both of their umbrellas opened with a snap and suddenly the glittering suits were gone! Instead, the pair of them posed for half a second in skimpy black leotards as their brothers gasped before diving whole-heartedly into the routine Thorn had been so excited about from the start.

When the sun shines, we'll shine together Told you be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Thorn and Lowkey were up there having the time of their life and Fox smiled so hard it hurt! The entire crowd cheered raucously for them, some even singing along with the words that they knew as the pair hit every move in tandem with huge perfect flourishes and over-the-top energy. Then Thire somersaulted off the stage and leap onto the judges booth with a bang in front of Fox! He lip-synced directly at him, holding his umbrella like a mic, dropping low and flipping around his hair with pure, unfiltered joy on his face.

Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Even Stitch had doubled over at Fox’s side, and Fox laughed so hard at the antics it brought tears to his eyes, happy tears this time, seeing his brothers shine, so full of life and joy. When Thorn jumped back on stage a burst of water rained down on them from above and they danced and stomped in the puddles it made, sending sparkling water and mist into the air as the song hit its climax, then struck a dramatic pose with their umbrellas on the final note.

The theater went wild, Fox included, hollering their praises at the two of them! Thire and Rosie were on their feet, Grizzer spun in circles at Hound’s side, Stone was shouting for an encore and Stitch squeezed Fox’s arm with the hand still slung around his back.

It didn’t matter who won, what everybody scored, or if they all wanted to throw the whole contest for the sake of his own self esteem. He had the best kih’vode in the GAR, with the biggest, most thoughtful hearts and the most incredible talents he could imagine, and he couldn’t be prouder to be their commander. Everyone had needed this tonight, hadn’t they?

Especially him.

Fox looked around the room at their faces with a heart that felt like it was seconds away from bursting. This night truly meant everything to him. He really had thrown the best fucking talent show Coruscant had ever seen, because he had the best family the galaxy could ever know, and he was so glad that he lived to see it.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Credit and thanks for the following OC’s go to my talented pocket friends!!!!!!

Stitch - TooManyTeeth Tree - MagicalStardust Guts - ProwlingThunder Pointe & Bespin - Gracklewarp Rosie - Mira-Starfall Lefty & Lucky - John_in_Art and Wolviecat Kando & Sii - Dragomir and Star from discord! Crow, Penner & Lowkey - My own lil guys, Crow is from my The Lights You Make series, Penner from Brothers Gained Brothers Lost, and Lowkey from Dying Isn't Very Regulation!

Oh! And I HAD to make Thorn and Lowkey dance to Umbrella just like Tom Holland, it was WAY too perfect, and so was the Hondo Ohnaka shanty! Highly recommend checking both these out if you haven't seen them before, 10/10 no notes!

#fox needs hugs #and he gets them #Fox gets soooo many hugs #corrieweek #corrieweek2024 #commander fox #coruscant guard #1010 day #its his day!#commander fox day #happy fox day #he loves his brothers so much #coruscant guard needs hugs #tooth rotting fluff #clone wars fanfiction #OC Corries #My friends are so talented I love them #get loved moron

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t0ast-ghost · 8 months ago

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S3 EP8 (For The World Is Hollow And I Have Touched The Sky) welp that’s the longest title in tos and this is a long post because I was not normal about this episode

Let’s get it started:

- Immediate red alert with Spock in charge

- You think they ever held hands?

- What’s got Chapel so upset? She’s most likely right about whatever it is

- The way he kind of yells and then lowers his voice and just says, “Please, Christine. I promise I’ll give the captain a full report.” He’s not actually mad at her and he knows she’s just looking out for him but he’s scared

- Bones can’t say that he’s the one who’s dying. He can’t admit it out loud. He says that the cmo has it (not even gonna try and spell the diseases name)

- “Without me, Jim? You’d never find your way back.” My heart- oh my heart. He doesn’t want to be cut away from the crew, let alone Jim and Spock.

- Spock is standing in the transporter room like, ‘What is going on?’

- This asteroid looks like the planet where Tasha dies to the goop in TNG

- I was looking at McCoy about to beat someone up and then it was violently revealed to be a stunt double… obviously

- McCoy was fairing pretty well in that fight until he looked at that lady

- Kirk not only fighting to get to an injured McCoy but begging (he’s using his words cause he cares about him sooo much)

- Normal! Normal thoughts and feelings 🙂

- Okay I know not very relevant to anything but I’m appreciating the stairs shot

- “You will kneel.” All three of them just go, ‘okay’

- Absolutely stunning wardrobe, makeup, and hair for the priestess though

- “THEN LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO BE OUR ENEMY BEFORE YOU LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO BE OUR FRIEND.” Get fucking zapped, idiots

- mhm mhm

- Good thing Kirk’s not a doctor (especially a therapist) cause this man is NOT confidential

- Kirk looks so sad. Holy shit .

- McCoy’s like sleeping beauty, cause he’s beautiful… and sleeping I guess

- MHM YEAH. So UHM SPOCK JUST- he just grabbed McCoy’s shoulder to help him up. Why does this have me blushing???

- “Well we’d better get to the control room.” Is this just the normal procedure? Find the control room -> blow shit up

- McCoy immediately tastes the random substance

- he’s dead. (Edit: NOT McCoy! The random guy)

- He CHOSE to sit in the sluttiest way possible. No wonder everyone wants him DAMN

- ‘Bones listen, you’ve got to seduce her. For the mission.’

- I- she loves his stunning blue eyes

- “Is there a woman for you?” He takes way too long to answer this. How do you explain that she just met your two boyfriends

- I love her. I don’t care. She’s so amazing. Like “Until I saw you there was nothing in my heart. It sustained my life, but nothing more. Now it sings. I could be happy to have that feeling for a day, a week, a month…a year.”

- Hiding behind a pillar works…

- Spock and Kirk listening to Natira asking the god if she can have McCoy as her mate and both of them look so ready to attack

- GET ZAPPED IDIOTS

- “for me” 🥺🥺🥺

- THE FUCKING HAND KISS

- “You’re returning with us.” “Dr. McCoy I order you to return with us.” Kirk knows this won’t work but he’s desperately clinging onto any last thing that could keep them together

- “Your decision is most illogical, Doctor.” “Is it, Mr Spock? Is it really?” IM SORRY THIS MOMENT?!? are we? are we not going to talk about this? There’s no real fight between them here. It’s Spock telling McCoy this is ‘illogical’ because he doesn’t want him to leave. And McCoy’s reply is calling Spock out, basically acknowledging that he knows what Spock is saying but also challenging him to find another reason for him to actually stay :(((((((((

- Kirk’s going to cry. That long look from McCoy looks like he’s going to cry. He’s going to cry. I’m going to cry.

- After the breakup :( Kirk is in silent hurt and Spock is pouting (he’s gonna listen to Logical by Olivia Rodrigo after this)

- WOW. McCoy wasn’t sure if they’d actually leave him. I think, if I may speculate, that McCoy was expecting rejection (as a doctor, crew member, friend even) because of his illness. Then Natira wants him, and as she states, she’ll have him for however long she can. Now, McCoy thinking that he’ll inevitably get pushed aside by the people he’s closest to is testing them. It’s a win- win situation for him, right? Either Spock and Kirk force him to go back with them, proving they won’t leave him, or he stays with Natira for the rest of his days. Ideal situation… but I don’t think he actually thought they’d leave him.

- congrats on the marriage I guess

- I like how McCoy is still in his starfleet uniform… no I do not, let him change clothes

- “Starfleet command will take care of the situation.” They’re gonna blow it up.

- “An urgent call from dr. McCoy, sir.” This is like after a break up texting, ‘you up?’

- McCoy stops answering the phone so Kirk and Spock immediately beam down to the planet they’re banned from to save him <3

- That was a fast divorce. This is the second time that they’ve helped each other divorce someone.

- THEYRE BEING PUT IN AN OVEN

- If McCoy and Natira went to an event together everyone there would fall in love with both of them immediately

- The chin tilt. He looks down and she tilts his chin back up. I love them both

- “Which indicates that the flow of oxygen to each cell of your body is back up to its abundantly energetic level.” Spock says this and is basically smiling in relief (you have to see it to believe it)

- Kirk is still in support of his boyfriend’s wife

Honestly 10/10 episode. Thank you so much for this one.

Masterpost

Episode written by Rik Vollaerts

#star trek #star trek tos #star trek the original series #spock #s'chn t'gai spock #tos spock #leonard bones mccoy #tos bones #tos mccoy #captain james kirk #jim kirk #tos kirk

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anony-man · 4 months ago

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So glad to be back! And thank you 🥹 had lots of fun with this request!

Chubformers drabble #90!

Character: First Aid

Word count: 786

The most important thing about working in such a fast paced environment was always to keep his helm level, but lately, First Aid was starting to cause some issues… and it wasn’t even his fault.

Sneaking between a Decepticon gestalt for his beloved helicopter and back to the medibay where he would work for hours on end and snack between the minutes was doing awful things for his frame, as Ratchet so kindly put it. Bedding with a Con was one thing, and slacking on the job was another, but distracting the patients while they were in the middle of their shifts was the dealbreaker.

First Aid couldn’t believe it. He just couldn’t believe it. How the hell was he supposed to control what did and didn’t bring bots into their medibay?

The way he saw it, Ratchet was just jealous. It wasn’t exactly a good look for the CMO, but First Aid could understand. After all, it was impossible not to be jealous when nearly every patient who staggered through the doors with supposed life-threatening injuries had enough energy in them to stop and state that it was First Aid they wanted to see and not Ratchet.

At first, the soon-to-be-CMO had thought it was his empathy and bleeding compassion that affected his work so positively. He was down to earth, understanding, a bit snarky but hardly not as prickly as his mentor… what was there not to love?

However, lively conversations between welds and concerned tones explaining detailed step-by-step instructions to delirious patients seemed to have little to do with everyone’s sudden enamored state. The more patients he saw, the more annoyed First Aid got with bots brushing off his words to instant stare at his chest as he put them back together.

It was all so embarrassing! Here he was, thinking he’d finally proven himself to the ship, only to have them brush aside his careful orders before coming back into the medibay days later for similar ailments. First Aid was practically convinced it was some sort of prank the ship had gathered together to pull on him, but even he wasn’t popular enough for something like that.

The explanation was upsetting, if not reasonable, and he was willing to put it to rest and get on with his life until Ratchet brought it to attention—and Primus, was he embarrassed.

“I’m not about to tell you what you can and can’t do in your free time,” his mentor had said, busying himself with cleaning tools and sorting datapads and wiping down tables at the end of the day. “But, ah…”

“But what?” First Aid pressed. If this was about his visits to Vortex…

“It’s just—you’re…” Ratchet groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Oh, how the hell do I put this? I’ve been getting some complaints from Ultra Magnus about you, er… distracting our patients.”

“Um,” First Aid’s visor narrowed. “What?”

Apparently that had been the wrong thing to ask, as Ratchet’s face had gone three full shades darker than it already was. First Aid’s… well, his assets, as his mentor so eloquently put it, were causing quite the stir amongst the ship as of late. Given that most of his time was spent tending to patients in the medibay, it seemed obvious that most of the bots curious for a few extra peeks would come looking at the source.

“So what,” First Aid finally said. “We’ve got a bunch of horny mechs aboard the ship. That’s not anything new, is it?”

He supposed he couldn’t blame them. Most medics were known for their allure, after all… it’s what had gotten Vortex so caught up with him in the first place. Still, to think the only thing drawing the crowds in for his care was the jiggle of his aft as he walked or the way his belly squished against the side of the table during examinations was a little disappointing.

There was only one thing to do, and that was to make the most of it. Complaints be damned, First Aid was happy with the extra attention. It meant he and Vortex were doing something right, at least, and if mechs wanted to come in and ogle his soft, pudgy frame while he worked… so be it.

He had all the time in the world, and he wasn’t about to stop snacking on shifts or sneaking off to visit his Con anytime soon.

“Well, by all means,” he said, a shy smile lighting up his face beneath the mask. He gently rubbed at the swell of his belly protruding from the seams of his metal, and he could’ve sworn Ratchet’s face flushed even deeper. “I say let them look.”

#chubformers #idw first aid #first aid #anon man writes

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brandwhorestarscream · 2 months ago

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Two competing sinarios based on when Megatron finds out:

Megatron has defected before he learns about the babies

Megatron finds Pharma after he removes thevthreat of the DJD

Pharma is able to keep his babies alive either with his own spark or Tarn was kept just bairly alive becausevhe admitted the babies to save his cowardly spark. They are cheching to see if Tarn actually has sired newsparks that would be adversely affected by his death.

Hey there's a bedragled and traumatized Pharma.

How this mech ends up a traumatized Lost Lighter in the DJD has fraged them over suport group

Megatron learns about the Babies befor he becomes an Autobot

Bomber Megatron wants to know wtf

Tarn is claiming to have enacted an act of Phase 7

Stealing a seinor Autobot Medic in the process

Pharma is a valuable asset and bargaining chip as the next in line to be the Autobot's CMO and Tarn Sparked him up 2x in rapid secession

Megatron is not well pleased with Tarn and is taking custody of a pregnant Pharma and the bitty. Tarn's on a short leash and is permitted brief platonic visits with with Pharma and the bitty for the new spark's wellbeing when back on base between hunts for direct review.

Pharma's working as a prisoner in the med bay. His skills are valuable and he can earn his energon. After all he's being housed comfortably in officers quarters amoung the airforce who are volunteering to watch the baby while Pharma works.

Pharma has his choice of code doners amoung the air force and the officers. Old fashioned delivery or the turkey baster method.

Pharma is upset that this is a relief because not Tarn while also being part of the leash controling Tarn.

Aksjsjsjakaja-

Megatron PLEASE

God, poor Pharma. He literally can't win 💀 get this man a therapist, a babysitter, and a bottle of wine

#pharma #tarn #megatron

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cc-tens · 2 months ago

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a little about Bluemoon, Eclipse, and Mockingbird <3

Bluemoon (or just Blue) and Eclipse (both he/him) were both supposed to be out on the field within the 104th as explosive specialists, but failed early in their testing, and were sent to be Scouts instead! Since they were still upset over being separated from their squads, they became friends really quickly, and were practically inseparable. Eclipse is also force-sensitive, and trusts Blue with this secret. On Coruscant, Blue is an ARF Sergeant, and Eclipse is his right hand man + a regular ARF Scout. They quickly took Hound under their wing, and begin to mentor him personally, but sadly pass away right at the end of year 1 of the war. Eclipse may or may not be a ghost that isn't sure how to move on & watches over Hound.

Mockingbird (they/he) is the CMO of the Guard, and is known for their unexpectedly soft/gentle manners and personality throughout even the toughest moments. They do this even when they don't feel like it, so every trooper they treat feels safe with them, even if it means treating them like little kids sometimes, and ends up highly trusted/respected by lots of troopers. They don't like fighting, and was actually going to be decomm'd since they were at the cutoff age for specialty transfers, but did so well on a mock-test that they were given a second chance (also sort of related to how they got their name). Has a hard time accepting that they need a break or else they will break, believes they need to be strong 100% of the time for everyone. Doesn't actually like to treat non-clones, but will do so anyway. Following canon, they're killed during order 66, but in MY canon, they are happy and healthy in a cute house with their youngest sibling Jewel (another oc) and a pet bird.

BLUE AND ECLIPSE ahhhh, dude you tying them in with having helped mentor Hound is such an awesome touch, I love that so much. :( That's so sad about Eclipse dying though, do you have any specifics on what happened or is it one of the many cases of Coruscant casualties just happening and going unreported? I also love the name Mockingbird so much. I have suuuuch a soft spot for Clone medics so even with what little I know about them I already know I'd be going so crazy over them lol.

[if you want me to private this response, feel free to let me know as well.]

#void's comms #sitrep

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thatstartrekguy · 2 years ago

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gimme a mcspirk fic where both Spock and Bones are in love with Jim (who's in love with both of them) and it's through an accidental bonding between Spock and Bones that they end up all getting together

I'm thinking aliens did it and they're a long ways away from a Vulcan healer who can break the bond--maybe they're on a high priority mission and can't take the time outta they're schedule, so they've gotta live with it for a while.

Right after it happens they go and tell Jim and he short circuits, says something like: "No, I'm fine, this is fine. Why would I be upset? It's just technically you guys are Vulcan married. But that's fine. Everything's fine. I'm fine, you're fine-- really, we're all fine!"

Meanwhile Spock and Bones get to experience different sides of each other:

Bones gets to see the emotion and genuine care Spock hides behind his Vulcanness. Gets to see he's not a walking computer, that when he uses logic it's not because he doesn't feel but because he's been taught that feeling is dangerous. So he allows himself to seem cold hearted because it's expected of him to be.

Maybe instead of seeing him as insensitive, he starts to see how many pitfalls and nuances there are to human interactions, and that Spock tries really hard not to compromise either his Vulcan culture or the comfort/normalcy/social customs of those around him.

And he sees how affectionate Spock really is towards Jim, and how that carries into his actions and causes Spock to worry about Jim. Maybe he'll get to see some of Spock's humor and playfulness, and other things he usually only shows Jim.

And Spock gets to see that Bones hides his affection behind his grumpiness (because it's safer that way: he lost his marriage and his daughter the last time he was vulnerable), but also that he's not always cranky: maybe he gets to see Bones heal someone other than Jim, and see that he's good at making others comfortable. He starts to appreciate the logic that Bones uses not just because he's a doctor but also because only a smart, caring person could be so adaptable, and that there's a reason he's CMO-- he earned it.

And maybe the reason why he's so passionate about things is because he's personally seen the damage and fallout of mistakes, miscalculations, and ambivalence. As a doctor he's witnessed so much pain and death. Cutting out all emotion in decisions involving the fates of living beings runs the risk of forgetting they're living beings, and that dehumanization is dangerous.

His emotion is logical because sometimes it's the only way to remind others and call attention to the fact that individual life matters. Pain, death, and destruction matter. And in a lot of ways, he speaks for the dead and for those too damaged to speak for themselves.

They start to see why they really fight so much: Bones didn't understand that Spock does care and does act sometimes from emotion, and Spock didn't understand that there's logic in emotionalism sometimes and that Bones is more logical and rational than he originally considered.

Eventually they even bond over they're shared affection (and worry) for Jim, but individually believe Jim to be in love with the other.

All the while Jim can see the budding affection between them. He watches them fall in love, thinking now he's lost the two people most important to him-- and to each other.

But really, they're all just in love with each other. It all comes to a head when they're finally meeting up with a Vulcan healer, and they decide they don't want to break the bond.

Jim's devastated at first but quickly it turns from 'we came here to break our bond' to 'we don't want to break our bond' to 'actually, we'd like to add someone to our bond'

The potential angst for this is astronomical, but also think of all the great soft moments there'd be between these three idiots who're in love with each otherrrrrrrrr

#damn wow i went off #please if someone writes anythinf remotely like this send it my wayyyy #also if y'all have fic recs with these vibes send them my way tooooo #star trek aos #star trek #jim kirk #bones #mcspirk #spones #i only tagged aos cause i wasnt sure how applicable it is to tos and im too tired rn to read this back and use my brain to think #spirk

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mwolf0epsilon · 1 year ago

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The Umbaran Pathogen - Day 24: Hunted Down

Summary: Kix and Twitch make an extremely upsetting discovery, but also find out that there is a way to safely deal with the parasites. They just have to set a trap to ensnare some very big prey without getting caught in the act...

Warning: N/A

Twitch belongs to @gaeasun Pitch belongs to @lost-on-kamino

Here's what Tup and Dogma currently look like!

Prev / Next

[In which the events on Umbara are worsened by an unknown pathogen taking hold of both the 501st and 212th. These series of drabbles will follow a non-linear timeline based on the AI-less Whumptober prompt list for 2023.]

THIS STORY IS ALSO ON AO3

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Even though Kix could see that the kid was just about ready to collapse from pure exhaustion, Twitch surprised him by keeping up with the group on their way down to the basement.

It was a remarkable feat of resilience on the rookie's part, considering he was walking with a limp and barely keeping his head up. It was also a show of pure stubbornness, since Twitch obviously refused to not see this whole mess through to the end.

Despite being in such rough shape.

They had begun the journey downwards once Coric had been brought out of shock and tended to. The older medic having had to endure an excruciating amount of pain, as Kix and Twitch had both done their best to clean the horrific wound on his shoulder. Only after the injury was clean enough and tightly bandaged, was he anywhere near ready to make the trek down the hatch, and along the corridor that led to the basement's separate lift system.

The CMO was, of course, lagging behind while visibly staggering with each step. Rex keeping a close eye on his fellow veteran trooper while he stood nearest to Sponge, who'd since woken up confused and heavily concussed. But at least both were on their feet. Unlike Pitch who, even though he was no longer paralyzed by Dogma's venom, was unable to walk at all due to the sizeable hole in his thigh.

It was very likely he'd need some extensive physio-therapy to regain use of the leg, once he'd healed enough to put any weight on it. That is, if he did not need to completely relearn how to walk... The vein Dogma had hit had been a direct pathway to the heart, and was thusly incredibly sensitive to damage. They couldn't be sure he hadn't been crippled for life. Not without their scanners at hand, and they couldn't stop to go a few floors above to search for any.

They were thusly short three medics in the end. Two of which needed supervision while they walked because they were so unsteady on their feet, and the third who was dependent of Fives carrying him to get anywhere at all.

It honestly made sense why Twitch felt the need to push himself to help. Even if it made Kix's heart twinge with both pain and guilt. But, as much as he would like it for his kih'vod to rest, they couldn't spare the amount of time he'd need.

They had already waited too long...

"How deep did they think they needed this basement to be?" Fives grumbled as they settled in the lift for the long way down, finding at least one tiny mercy in the form of built-in seating.

"Deep enough to avoid attracting unwanted attention." Rex shrugged, letting both Coric and Sponge lean against his shoulders as they sat down. "At least there's no obnoxious music..."

"Thank goodness for the littlest of kindnesses, am I right?" Fives snorted, leaning his head back against the lift's paneled walls. Eyes closing as he tried to relax. "If I hear that stupid soap commercial's jingle any sooner than I have to, I'll kill everyone in this lift and then myself..."

"Which one? The Nabooian beaches one with all the bikini babes, or the one about Jakku's beautiful white sands and guided luggabeast tours?" Rex asked sarcastically.

"Doesn't matter." Fives huffed in response. "Both should be classified as psychological torture..."

The banter was comforting in a way. Almost normal, in the face of such stressful events like the ones that had transpired not even a a full hour ago. It made Kix feel a little more like himself (a little more human), just hearing his brothers attempt some idle chatter.

Stars only knew they all needed the brief respite...

He noticed that Twitch was running his fingers through his messy hair, wincing anytime they got caught in the clumps that had gotten stuck together with dry blood.

Before they'd left the lobby he had asked for Kix's canteen so that he could clean his face with some water, despite it being so cold that it might be dangerous to do so. But Kix hadn't denied him that chance.

Not when Twitch had looked so stressed out.

He looked a little better, now that his face wasn't covered in blood. But he was still shaky and very clearly tired. Yet that determined little spark didn't leave his eyes. He would rest only when this was all done and dealt with, Kix could tell.

Twitch wanted to help put an end to all this misery and terror.

"Lift's starting to slow..." The Captain calmly pointed out. "We're almost there."

"Yeah... Just hope we get what he came here for." Fives sighed, running a hand over his face and trying to shake himself out of the sudden bout of apprehension. "What am I saying? Of course we will. We didn't come this far for nothing."

Sometimes Kix really envied Fives's confidence. Even if it made him a bit of a hopeless dreamer. But then again, if all of them were realists then morale would have tanked long ago...

Eventually the lift did come to a stop, the doors opening up to reveal a slightly less frigid room full of server towers and shelves stacked to the very top with equipment. As well as all kinds of high powered fans and liquid nitrogen tanks. Likely the cooling systems keeping everything from overheating.

On first glance, they could immediately tell the entire place was a maze where one could easily get lost in. Lucky for them they had a map. One which easily led them all the way to the main console.

Twitch immediately settled next to Kix, taking up one of two available chairs and beginning to search up the terms they needed. Behind them Rex and Fives both focused on the three injured medics, keeping them tightly wrapped up in their blankets and letting them rest for the moment.

Kix had to make sure Twitch's own blankets stayed on while the younger medic tapped away furiously on the console. His eyes darting from one line of information to the next, as he concentrated on his task.

"How's it looking over there?" Fives asked, which earned him a slightly frustrated growl from their kih'vod.

"Working on it... I'm running a translator while I search." Twitch pointed out. "Even with all the extra memory and cooling systems, this entire setup is slower than our old datapads..."

"I'm not surprised. The databanks are extensive..." Kix hummed in thought as he watched the screens. What he couldn't do if he had all this medical knowledge at the tip of his fingertips. Just one search away from the perfect treatment plan, instead of having to guess based on basic modules he'd studied ages ago...

"Got it!" Twitch exclaimed, looking relieved as he finally found what he'd been looking for. Then, after a few minutes of reading through, the little smile he'd had on his face began to drop.

"...You good kid?" Fives asked.

Scrolling back up, Twitch reread what was on the screen. Kix did the same, a pit forming in his stomach as he began to process what he was reading. A horrid realization dawning on him.

"....The changes are permanent..." He whispered to himself, but the ARC must have heard him all the same.

"Kix?"

"There's no way to cure them... The changes are permanent." The medic hid his face in his hands and let out a muffled scream of frustration. Of course it wouldn't be that easy, not when the parasites had essentially rewritten their vode's DNA in such a drastic manner...

The moment they left orbit with any of their transformed brothers in the state that they were now, they were as good as dead. The natborns would send them away, back to Kamino, to be dissected or worse...

They'd been foolish to hope for anything less.

"So they're stuck like this forever? Acting like... Like monsters?!" Fives was clearly upset by the news. So were Rex, Coric, Sponge and Pitch who looked as equally distraught.

"Not necessarily..." Twitch responded. "Their bodies are altered beyond repair... But there's a way to at least get rid of the parasites that are controlling them."

He scrolled back down, pointing to the only treatment plan available for the Umber Blight. Reading through it, Kix's anxieties did not lessen in the slightest. It was incredibly risky.

"We have the equipment we need here." Twitch continued. "We just need... We just need to find a way to get one of them in here to make sure it works on them..."

"What do you mean IF it works? I thought you just said there was a way to do it?" Rex frowned, looking towards Twitch with both confusion and concern.

"It's only been done on Umbarans, sir." The younger medic explained, bringing up several images to further make his point clear. "The alterations done to them are similar to what we saw with Tup and Dogma. But, because we are biologically not the same, there's clearly some key differences..."

"Which means re-calibrating the operation theater and all the equipment to the right specs..." Coric groaned loudly, understanding the risks. "We need one of them to try it out on, and there's no guarantee we'll get it right..."

"....So there's a risk we could kill them with this procedure?" Fives asked, sounding incredibly disturbed by that prospect.

The silence that followed more than answered his question...

Tup had fallen asleep which had helped to further relax Dogma. Despite his failure as a Drone, the current injuries that made him useless to his Hive-Leader and Hive, he'd been forgiven and held closely. Shown mercy he did not deserve because he was a bad Drone and a bad brother.

It warmed his heart.

Made him feel all nice and fuzzy knowing that Tup wasn't angry about his obvious deficiencies as a servant. Maybe he'd done enough in the beginning to prove his worth? Maybe he could still make amends...

But the question was how.

Looking at his sleeping Hive-Leader, Dogma couldn't help but let his antennae droop slightly. He needed to make it right, to show Tup that he could do this. That he could get him those monsters that had dared to attack them. Starting with the fluffy haired one. The one who'd bitten his Hive-Leader and caused him such terrible pain, that it had knocked him out of the sky.

He just needed a chance!

The door to the medical facility opened. Perking up, Dogma looked towards it in surprise before looking back down at his sleeping brother. Tup was so deep in slumber that he hadn't noticed the change at all. And Dogma wouldn't dare disturb his Hive-Leader's much needed rest. Not when he too had a healing wound.

A thought crossed his mind which got the Drone to slowly wiggle his way out from his brother's side. Careful so as to not wake him. So as to not ruin the surprise he had in store for him. He'd ambush the pests all by his lonesome, sting them before they knew what hit them, and drag them all to his Hive-Leader wrapped up in a silken bow.

He'd make Tup proud of him! Make him happy! That's all Dogma really wanted! What he most craved.

With this all-consuming desire to serve and to please ignited and fueling him, Dogma sneaked forward. Keeping an eye on the medical facility's open doors. His antennae twitched as he took in the scents of sterile cleanliness and clone alike.

He was being careful so as to go unnoticed. They'd picked a spot where they remained hidden while still being able to carefully watch the hospital for movement. So far he hadn't seen anyone come out, but surely they must be near the doors to set off the automated opening system...

That said, the closer Dogma got the less sure he felt. He couldn't see anyone... Which made no sense. If no one was near the doorway, then why had the doors opened?

Something didn't feel right...

Getting as close as he could before the crippling cold that billowed out of the building made it near impossible to do so, the Drone squinted inside at the well lit lobby. It was completely empty... Taking a deep breath and sticking his head inside, he found that his targets weren't hiding by the threshold either.

What he did see was a damaged panel with sparking wires.

It clicked too late what this actually was. So late in fact that he never even saw the attack coming, nor did he have the time to cry out for help. All that really registered was hands pinning his limbs down, including his injured wings which hurt like hell at the contact. Then something sharp piercing the side of his neck in a gap between armored scales.

And then Dogma knew nothing...

#Eps Writes #star wars #the clone wars #whumptober #Umbaran Pathogen AU #clone medic kix #clone medic coric #captain rex #arc trooper fives #clone trooper dogma #clone ocs #clone medic twitch #clone medic pitch #clone medic sponge

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forensicated · 11 months ago

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Smiffina Episodes - Episode 411

(Less Smiffina but it is a continuation of the stuff that Smithy and Gina were dealing with last episode and also Dan boxing info for potential fics)

Gina has to update Adam about the findings yesterday where Roger came to admit to her that he did see the victim being beaten up and he didn't intercept what had happened. Previously he'd claimed he was nowhere near the area and it was a cab driver that told him about the attack (as cover for giving details about the attacker). She explains Roger told her that he'd had a flashback to the nightclub incident and that she thinks he returned to work too soon. She's spoken to the victim and explained to him why Roger hadn't helped him and he agreed not to make a formal complaint about it. She's also gone on to make an appointment for him with the CMO (Chief Medical Officer) to see if he's suffering from PTSD.

Adam tells her to keep him informed and that it will have to be passed to the DPS. Gina sighs and asks if seeing the CMO isn't enough but Adam insists it has to go through the proper channels and refuses to let her keep it in house.

She updates Roger later and tells him that the CMO says he's fit for service but that he needs to see a psychiatrist before he can continue work in order to be declared fit for duty.

Dan and Will are planning to fit in a session of sparring at lunchtime. Will teases him about keeping his guard up and always be ready as they banter and asks him if he's worry about going up against him. Dan laughs, saying he hasn't boxed since he was 10 years old and of course Will will be better at it given he's been training recently.

They spot the intruder they were called to the building site about and manage to catch him and talk to him. He's clearly upset and nervous and said he just wanted to see the buildings that used to be on the site before they were knocked down but he's too late. He's nervous about giving his name but is pacified when Dan explains he's not in trouble, they just have to fill out a form (a 5909A) when they speak to people.

Later the same man, Eric, is in the middle of a disturbance with his mum who is refusing to let him in to speak to her. Lewis asks why he wants to see her so badly and he tells him he has to apologise to her because he didn't help her enough around the house and so she apparently left him 22 years ago because "he was bleeding her dry." It's obvious Eric is delicate and damaged but it's not clear why. When Leela and Emma come out from having spoken to his mum, he shrugs Lewis off and charges back at the house, demanding to be let in and kicking off again - the three have no choice but to arrest him.

Dan and Will practice in the local boxing gym, sparring with each other. Dan shows obvious talent but Will tells him his jabs are good but his hooks are too wide which allows Will to block them. The owner of the gym watches them and tells them that Dan is showing promise and talent and then asks to speak to Will in private. He tells him that there's been some talk about the younger boxing club members taking part in illegal bare knuckle fights - something that could be linked to a case that CID have where a man was found in a skip on an industrial estate that morning.

The boys rather outstayed their ref breaks at the gym as they didn't answer their radios when called. Will tries to get Gina back onside by insisting they only overran because they were taking a statement about the illegal fighting ring. They think they've gotten away with it before Gina pounces again because 'they feel they owe her one' (her words!) and she insists that that means they're signing up for the interstation boxing competition. Will signs up immediately but Dan pouts and tells her he's only a beginner. Gina just smiles. "Get training then. It's very good for station moral!" she insists, watching him reluctantly sign up.

Leela allows Lewis and Emma to do their first solo interview with the Eric who had been trying to speak to his mum. Eric tells them he wanted to say goodbye to his mum and talk to her one last time. Emma thinks he's saying he's suicidal but he clarifies that he's going to prison - he murdered his wife 14 years ago. Emma and Lewis gently question him further though they're obviously shocked. Eric explains they kept themselves to themselves and no one has noticed that she'd gone. He confesses to strangling her and says he has all the paperwork and proof in his briefcase that is in custody. The case can no longer be handled by the probationers and has to be handed up to Gina but the two can sit in and learn.

Gina questions Eric and he says he killed his wife because she wanted him to get a job when he'd previously never been able to hold one down. They'd always managed on benefits and he didn't know why she wanted him to change. Lewis asks if his wife was behaving like his mum had just before she'd left him and if he was scared she was going to leave him too - Eric nods and says it was exactly the same. When asked why he has taken so long to report it he tells them that Jerry died a few days ago. Jerry was his wife's black labrador dog. He's now fully alone and struggling. Gina says they need proof that she existed and he explodes, telling her he'll show them where he buried her. He takes them back to the building site that Dan and Will had found him trespassing on earlier. The site has been excavated and lots of earth removed so it's unlikely that bones will be found if they exist. Gina asks Emma to go speak to his mother to ask if there's a history of mental illness. His mother tells them that he was always a bit odd and a loner but never violent to her and he'd never suffered from a diagnosed mental illness. There's not enough evidence to detail Eric, he has to be bailed. MIT will look into it but it's unlikely there's enough evidence.

The Superintendent and CID are heading up an OBBO around the bare knuckle fighting ring. As they talk about what each unit are doing, gossip gets around the relief - via Honey, who found out from Lewis, who found out from Reg and Tony - that Roger is a liability who ran away from an assault. Dan , Will and Gina are amongst the relief waiting in the van outside. Dan states he wouldn't want to be involved in bare knuckle fighting, Gina says she wouldn't let him and tells the other officers that "Sun Hill's own Bruno and Tyson" have signed up for the interstation competition. "oooh." Honey purrs. "I'm seeing you in a whole new light!" "Told you! The ladies love it!" Gina adds. "Yeah they do!" Will smirks smugly. "..... I was talking to Dan actually." Honey clarifies.

Inside Reg, Roger and Tony are keeping an eye on their marks as the fight starts. As the blood flows, Tony sends the tip off text and TSG and Sun Hill storm the building. Gina arrests Mr Big having walked through her relief arresting the riffraff. It's a very successful night for all concerned!

#Dan Casper #Will Fletcher #Chris Jarvis #Gary Lucy #episode 411 #Gina Gold #Roberta Taylor #smiffina #smiffinalong #dan boxing #emma keane #melanie gutteridge #lewis hardy #aml ameen #leela kapoor #seema bowri #the bill

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threefandomsinatrenchcoat · 1 month ago

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Also, even if it wasn't quite so clear in the show, what kind of writing decision is that for Spock? Even if he actually disliked Bones, Spock is

1) a member of a pacifistic race. I feel like intentionally letting someone come to harm when you can help doesn't mesh with that very well. Sure, Spock certainly bends that pacifism by being in a military organisation to begin with, but still.

2) a member of a very logical race. How is it logical to disregard the safety of the most important medical professional at your limited disposal, even if you have a personal grudge against him (which Spock doesn't actually)? Like, prioritising your personal feelings over the health of your ship's cmo would be Deeply Shameful from a Vulcan standpoint.

3) a friend of Jim's. Who is friends with McCoy and would be upset if he got hurt andeven more so if Spock could have prevented it. Not doing so is unnecessarily cruel to not just Bones but Spock's closest friend as well.

I think the number one thing that takes me out of trek beta canon/fan fiction/whatever, is if they have Spock indifferent to McCoy being in danger. Whether it's gen, whether it's spirk, whatever.

Within the show, McCoy being in danger is like the number one time Spock lets some emotion leak out. Spock's always the first person to run to him, even interrupting poor Kirk to get his hands on him every time. (See the Empath, see The World is Hollow - there Kirk is even the one to know that McCoy is in danger at all and even then Spock gets to him first).

Even when he's not actually even in danger - like that moment in Piece of the Action where Spock remembers cars are dangerous from when he was on the planet with Jim, and then physically moves McCoy out of the way, while the man was minding his own business ambling along.

Spock preemptively sucker punches someone in Return of the Archons after desperately searching McCoy's mind to see if he can get him back. He doesn't let McCoy join him when he's on dangerous missions, even if it's to help the captain, because he doesn't want to endanger him and calls him a martyr. These aren't exactly the actions of a guy who's indifferent to watching his colleague in danger.

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You can see their attitude yeah and NCIS New Orleans is saying wait till I get there not asking the status doesn't know what's happening someone says knife and he owes wait till I get there now he should be fired you can't do that as a cop this is a reason and there is none the witness is more valuable than the idiots?? To get them out of trouble because they're his people sort of it's not worth it to say that he's a weasel so people are upset and they see these techniques on TV and say you're f****** up on TV and a lot of this is real stuff and you're going to court and you're going to jail and we see you going to court and going to jail and you won't stop f****** up in front of everybody they put it together it's like this luckiest strike and they stopped themselves and they want the AI and they're just stupid stuff pigs and there won't be any AI afterwards and the AI is already taken from Trump and that's one of two that is supposed to be the best and they're gone the others are gone too it's a big armies and the AI computers aren't gone but everyone's fighting over them you have a chance of getting a computer and using it for a few minutes and you suck at it and if you'd be crushed and the lasers are defunct on Titan you told you that so what's his attitude all about there's a stinking f****** huge hog getting this gosh darn stuff from is it moron getting rid of his own still my son hasn't gone to one meeting at all there's no proof he's connected and people always slaying him he's saying it himself and it's burning Trump and his trumpsters alive clones included are dying rapidly the point is we're just going to have to make it safe I'll have to listen to you stupid idiots chirping about s*** that doesn't make any sense you don't have any ships for the most part you don't have firepower just going to sit here and harass him I'm going after you for it or finally lawsuits now and charges I'm putting bounties on your heads dead or alive

Thor Freya

Now the max are going after the government positions and put the order Port Charlotte and surrounding area and fort Myers all of the southwest Florida area they're pushing you out and they're up to 85% pretty soon to be at 90% because they've been adding 10% to the remaining not to the total and it's going on rapidly now 10% of the government employees represents supervisors in the field and the managers in the office the office staff usually outrank people in the field of any kind and then up the ladder to the director of public works for each town and stuff like that and a lot of you are firing yourself and you took it on yourself to fire more employees today from the government then the max are having fired and it's because you're stupid. And we're lucky we didn't rely on you much at all just on what you would do he sent so many warnings it wasn't funny since you're using your power to try and cover it up and didn't work and it would have done more damage to you you sit there like some ass requesting dumb things I don't want to know about it I mean you're an a****** so we are going to move in now because you're aware that you're getting fired and there's a bunch of you who are aware of it we can see it all over the place that you know that you're losing your positions. Right now Trump is holding on for dear life and it's because he's getting calls from all over the place asking where the people's money went and they already know and was shouting for him to give it back or he's dead on the phone out loud Trump just said they can't do it cuz they said it out loud so my son says and daughter that's the method CMO evil hear no evil so it's grinning cuz he thinks he has something he has a delusional freak and his are going to come and kill him. Some reason I took this time. And they're at the higher-ups and they're firing them here in Southwest Florida and there's so many leaving that they have to try and figure out why and our son says it's back doing the job and this buffoon is helping him and he's helping Tommy f and that's what's going on.

Some positions the trumpsters are losing and yeah they're calling Trump and asking for their money are

lieutenant governor fired yesterday from the state of Florida

Mayor of Tallahassee fired yesterday at the end of the day call Trump five times said to answer your damn phone or coming down there wouldn't answer his phone it came down there and he hit him went back called him and said answer your phone or I'm going to hit you again he did nine times and he hit a nine times finally Trump answered and said you know what the answer is so it came down and hit him while he's holding the phone called again and said I want my money or you're dead hit him again now this is going on pretty solid and they're hitting him whenever he says he can't do anything and there's like five people calling him now saying that. Now looks like you tried to frame DG and BG told people he's trying to be me and try and hit people because they're going after their money then he's trying to take and that he took.

Mayor of Sarasota is a special one so I'm going to leave it separate he went after him for like 10 years couldn't break through finally he put our son in the hospital there because he had the power at that time. Start drilling him. Sunset Trump so he started beating the s*** out of him and got a son out of the hospital put it in Tommy F grabbed him and Trump got screwed by the big boy and Mac Daddy was making it happen too it just happened this is real so the mayor hates Trump because he's a pushover it's going after him for money he owes him and he's doing it now in Sarasota has some pool it's a different group than his it's the same race and it's not a clone race it's a sun and daughter and hate him just like Danny they're probably going to team up they've done it before

Mayor of Port Charlotte Florida he was like go yesterday same with the Sarasota mayor and these people are pissed off they're going after Trump cuz they see him collecting the money his name is Percy so they get it and that's what he says and that's pretty much all it says in a sense is good which is a little brighter than down here it's true too

Mayor of punta Gorda was fired yesterday around 3:00 p.m. came down saw Trump himself so I see what you're doing he's saying it anyways so I guess you won't see me do stuff to you start hitting him hitting his people taking tons of money Trump was screaming I can see you he broke down and started weeping start bothering her son I said now we're taking stuff from you and we take wholesale by the way we can't do this Petty Andy s*** that your people do he said screaming these are the people I said I already told you that but now you pointed out your people so we can hit him I appreciate it and the money they have is ours she said screaming it again and stay in your dead so you got killed right there someone killed him with a knife sitting up he bled out. And tons of people are doing that to him but this mayor hates the life out of him and it's going after him Non-Stop he told him to stop doing the stuff everyday and he didn't listen he sent the cops after him every day and he didn't listen he tried to get him out of the apartment forever and it didn't work that was a team of people inviting to hit this fool she's been doing a better job and has rank but you really should have one from each group so they decide to do that and said it's a good idea and although I don't like Sarasota the guy who had some balls pulling me out of the hospital so there's my idea so they're going to look at it more confusing for others rather than to have this one screaming baby

Mayor of Tampa is not fired but it's laid off this morning he said good that means I did the job at least a bit he said most politicians don't show up at all even the Congress and send it in the United States don't treat it like a job anymore and they used to a little I said calm down it's it's always been half full if that said laughing said The Simpsons known forever and it's been that way since it started they made sure of it he's really pissed off at Trump and the group is growing in power and he wasn't mentioned until later but he's starting to agree that need leaders and they have disagreements and his area but they're going to do it and put it to a vote

Mayor of fort Myers which includes North fort Myers and it's a big place fort Myers is a big area twice as big as Tampa and surrounding area that include the city the outskirts and he is pissed off at Trump he's going after him and he says other people are doing it they need to be scrutinized but he needs to go they're attacking him in his any that stand up for him get hit unfortunately it's mostly the clones no the clothes are separated and he's using whatever forces kind of will do what he wants it's gross they're stupid and he noted that too and then weeding them out and they're really sour and really mean and dumb and rude people Central doing the same drug a son suggested could be math because that's what makes people into they're checking that right now and the drug history is similar

Mayor of Jacksonville has been released this morning fired and told never to return take your people with them and with you or your dad and they're dead turn around said no I said come over here then and shot him right in the head and he's dead in hell that's what they're doing

Is five more major towns and 50 other towns in Florida that's pretty much all the major towns and cities in Florida there's South fort Myers and yes separate to get fired and yelled and was apprehended in this in prison well he's in jail waiting trial Bonita springs it's one of the big five it's down there and he's held because he yelled Cape Coral that's up North near Tampa and if the guy was irate left came back and it was arrested he yelled at him and he's in jail Naples it's down near fort Myers the guy was in his car screaming yelling out the window I got blocked by a cruiser and they took him in because he's insane they're trying to get a doctor down there to look like our son and they're getting one for Trump so I can hear the s***. Orlando it's a big area it's a big city or town and he was fired it's probably 10 more good size areas including Miami and there's five cities outside Miami that are near it that are decent sized and there's three outside fort Myers two outside Naples two outside Bonita springs no it's two outside Cape Coral and there are probably a total of 70 other towns but those are the ones for today the round tomorrow will finish off most of the places including Brandon and Bradenton and other places our son was in right now there's a couple if he was near and they're going to fire them and one he was in no two we got a lot of information about their a****** behavior from those idiots and they're idiots okay what they're doing is stupid and they're not all trumpsters put together was run by bja and Port Charlotte a trumpster in there fighting all the time and it caused things to happen that we're beneficial and it was all over the world they saw it started doing it cuz they're idiots

Along with those employed ees of those cities and towns we're fired most of their people and we mean the people that belong to the actual guy not the office. But they're in an in the office and associated of course with the office so there is a lot of them walking around going after the people that are still there thinking it was them and it's beneficial for us and Mac it's working nicely and it's going on today huge firings okay this is a big day our son says this is the biggest day so far except for a huge names dying out in the woods I'm in the mass of clans but this is a big huge day in Florida and for him it's gigantic these people are harassing and have been harassing him for what seems like forever it seemed like back in westborough and areas like that Mac was kind of in charge and people who are mayor and so forth weren't messing with him like a mad Men and they weren't and it was ordered to it at least these people are completely crazy jackasses this is taking off a lot of things are happening and Trump is losing power rapidly and is the biggest fool I've ever seen in my life and he needs to be watched more closely because he's a terrorist and he's a murderer and a psychopath

Thor Freya

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lady-sci-fi · 2 years ago

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Data and Julian’s first scene together in “TNG: Birthright” is just so funny, because Data is so immediately drawn in by Julian that he forgets he was there to report the cause of the large power fluctuation to Riker. The scene ends with the pair leaving for Engineering with Julian’s strange tech.

So I imagine that halfway to Engineering Riker calls him asking for an update.

Riker: “Data, looks like the problem’s fixed up here. What was it?”

Data: “It is alright now. There was unauthorized access into the bio-imaging systems, but it was not hostile.”

Riker: “Who was it?”

Julian: *biting his lip unsure if he’s about to get in trouble.*

Data: “It was the CMO of DS9, Doctor Bashir.”

Riker: “The... What was he doing? Did he ask anyone’s permission?”

Data: “He was running an experiment. I do not believe it would have harmed the ship systems.”

Julian: *whispers* “Ask him if I can stay? Please?”

Data: “Sir, he is requesting to stay onboard. In fact, we are currently on our way to Engineering to continue his experiment in a more conducive setting.”

Riker: “You’re on your way to Engineering, without reporting this first?” *sigh.* “And what is this experiment? What was causing the power drain?”

Data: “We do not know what the device is, except that it comes from the Gamma Quadrant. The purpose of the experiment is to find out.”

Riker: “You have no idea what it...” *exasperated sigh.* “Fine, just don’t blow up the ship.”

Julian: *beaming at Data.* “Thank you, Commander! You don’t think he’s upset, do you?”

Data: “If he was upset, he would not allow us to continue.”

*They arrive in Engineering.*

Data: “Geordi, this is Doctor Bashir from DS9. if you are not busy, would you like to help us discover what this device from the Gamma Quadrant is?”

Julian: *making the biggest heart-eyes at them both.* “Please? I’d love your expertise and insight. And your equipment is far better than what I have on DS9 at the moment.”

Geordi: “Sure, sounds like fun.”

#tng #ds9 #data #Julian Bashir #william riker #geordi laforge #star trek : the next generation #Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

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kirksfattitties · 3 years ago

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isn’t amok time like chekovs first episode. like imagine your first day on the job being completely normal and just job orientation stuff and then your second day, the first officer is committing mutiny, the captain is a little upset about the mutiny but nothing happens and the captain even agrees with what the first officer was doing and disobeys direct orders from starfleet command, you find out your gay first officer has a wife and everyone’s attracted to her except him, the captain cmo and first officer all disappear onto vulcan and when they come back apparently the first officer humped the captain to death but not actually and the captains okay, the wedding didn’t happen because apparently your first officer’s wife already had a side hoe, and then your captain is about to get in trouble with starfleet but then the hbic of vulcan (whos your first officers grandma btw) is like “nah they’re cool” so nothing happens. also you have a bad wig but in a lovable way.

you lean over to the guy next to you and are like “wow weird day huh?” and he’s like “what? no this happens every week”

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da-mous · 2 years ago

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Stuff I couldn't fit

So, I wanted this post to just focus on my read of this episode from a broad, thematic perspective, but there's so many little things about Puhoy that I wanna point out just for fun :) so here we go!

-First... is it just me or is this little dude extremely easy to miss? They're by Quilton's side the entire time but I only noticed them recently. I rewatched Puhoy twice to prepare for this post, and the first time I once again completely missed this dude. I must be from the mandela timeline where they didn't exist 🤔

-GOLB debuts in this episode! I'm so curious about what they had planned for him at this point and why they decided to put him here. I saw a theory once that GOLB was on his way to eat the pillow world, and I like to think that in doing so he also ate Finn's memories of it cause that's just a cool idea. Also, in the finale, GOLB digests things by reverting them to their "basic forms" iirc, so maybe that has to do with why Finn isn't old anymore when we gets home?

-Was the pillow world a dream? Finn says it's one at the end, and the way he forgets it is definitely reminiscent of the way people often forget dreams entirely shortly after they wake up if they don't recount them. But the pillow world is very different from the way dreams are usually depicted in the show. It's much more coherent, it's very linear, and it genuinely does seem to span a really long amount of time without skipping. Maybe I'm just overcomplicating things, but I prefer my interpretation that it literally did exist as a creation of Finn's imagination thanks to the knife storm. In many ways functionally a dream, but technically not one

-This off-model Jake is like, both really funny and bizarrely upsetting to me. I know I said Puhoy wasn't a horror, but if there's anything unsettling about the episode, it's the idea that Finn's memory of his best bro in the whole world could degrade so much. It reminds me of BMO not remembering Phil's name in the finale. Extremely funny and also existentially upsetting

-I like, always forget how funny this episode is. Jake fishing up his cup when he thinks nobody is around, only for BMO to conveniently emerge from a nearby pot and start questioning him makes me laugh so hard. I love how Jake just doesn't respond, like he's dodging having to admit that his coping mechanism doesn't work

-I love the dumb "I'm not dad yet" joke on Finn's deathbed. While most of the episode plays Finn's new pillow life straight, his literal death scene is super lighthearted and funny, like it's not a big deal. Everything in this world up to and including death is supremely comfortable and not at all challenging

-On my latest rewatch I got the idea in my mind that when Finn says Rasheeta was "speaking in riddles," he's saying that because he'd rather not have to explain that he left because Rasheeta kept farting and stinking up the tent, and I absolutely lost it

-For a while I thought the scene where Jake and BMO talk about how Jake's kids grew up in only a few hours and didn't need Jake anymore was just there mainly to remind people Jake wasn't a deadbeat dad and didn't really have much to do with the rest of the episode, but looking at the episode closer has made me realize it very much ties in with the themes of letting go. It's pretty understated, but I think Jake's whole thing with the cup must parallel how he feels about his kids growing up so fast. He had to move on from being a dad before he was ready, and he's trying not to accept that he isn't over that

-A CMO appears for like half a second in this episode. I don't know what to make of this and I have nothing to say about it but I thought it would be weird if I didn't mention it

Ok, that's all! Puhoy has actually never been necessarily one of my favorite episodes, but I think I like it more every time I rewatch it. I recently sort of spontaneously spun up the crux of my interpretation while trying to predict where a video on it was gonna go. The video ended up not having much depth and went in a different direction from my interpretation, so I ended up feeling like I had something new to say and really wanted to put it down somewhere

My Read of Puhoy! :)

Hey pizza babies! Puhoy is an often praised Adventure Time episode, and I've seen a few analysis videos on it, but I've never really felt satisfied by any of them, so I wanted to put my own thoughts on the episode in writing somewhere. After all, the episode turned 10 just two days ago!

So, right away, I think this episode is about Finn letting go of the simplistic understanding of the world he had as a younger kid throughout the first few seasons. In the early episodes, Finn has an extremely black and white perspective. Stealing is always bad, everyone's problems can always be solved, and good and evil are clearly delineated categories

Puhoy opens with an establishing shot showing a knife storm raging outside the tree fort. This calls back to "Rainy Day Daydream," an episode where Jake's imagination becomes reality. Puhoy also plays with the line between imagination and reality, and, while this post isn't about trying to explain the pillow world lore-wise, I think the knife storm's appearance suggests that the pillow world was created by Finn's imagination, which is very thematically in line with the rest of my read on Puhoy

Finn starts the episode in a funk because he's convinced Flame Princess doesn't like him anymore, just because she didn't laugh at one of his jokes. I think this conflict illustrates that Finn doesn't know how to separate his feelings from reality. He imagines FP doesn't like him, and he's unable to conceptualize anything else. In the simple, ideal world in Finn's young mind, she would have laughed if she liked him. There isn't room for the nuance that maybe she just didn't get it

Jake is able to see that Finn is completely making up this problem, but his solution of ignoring his feelings, demonstrated by hurling his favorite cup out the window, is pretty unhelpful. In the end, even Jake can't let go that easily, and he fishes his cup back up

Fortunately, instead of trying to hurl his feelings out the window, Finn decides to crawl into the pillow fort to let his thoughts "fester," and Jake perfectly illustrates the difference between their approaches by telling Finn that festering is always bad. Jake wants to move on from things immediately, without having a moment to sit with or say goodbye to his feelings

The pillow world Finn ends up in reflects the simplistic worldview he needs to let go of. It represents the fantasy that he, until now, thought his life would play out like. He easily slays a pillow dragon, immediately wins the adoration of the pillow people, and wastes basically no time hitting it off with a pillow girl. Years pass and we see a strapping, idealized older Finn living a simple, cushy life providing for his pillow nuclear family

There's no horror to Puhoy. No dark turn, no sudden twist. Finn gets to live an entire, comfortable, satisfying lifetime in his idealized fantasy world, right up until he simply dies of old age, at which point he finally "wakes up" and finds himself back home

Puhoy feels, to me, like a twist on a common trope in fiction. Typically, like the island of the lotus eaters in the Odyssey, a world as cushy and idealized as the pillow world is presented as a trap of some kind, and the "right" choice is to resist the temptation. These stories usually suggest that there's something wrong with choosing a simple life, like it's ultimately unfulfilling or hollow in some way. But Puhoy doesn't moralize about Finn's life in the pillow world. He comes off as certain the entire time that he does want to find a way to go home, but as the years pass and he forgets what home even looked like, he ends up making the choice to stay, and it comes off to me as entirely reasonable. He has an entire life here, meanwhile he can't even remember what Jake looks like. Why should he throw all this away to return to the people from his past?

Puhoy is the ultimate wish fulfillment. It can be hard to let go of what the world looked like when you saw it through the eyes of a child. It can be hard to accept the complexities and terrors of the world. It can be hard to even understand why you would want to see the world as a difficult, uncertain, complicated place. If I were once again Finn's age and you'd asked me if I wanted to live out an entire, satisfying lifetime in the world I thought I lived in as a kid, I would be extremely tempted to say yes. Only then might I be able to move on with my real life without eternally mourning the honey-dipped worldview I was forced to outgrow, finally satisfied that I'd gotten to have my time with it

Once Finn winds up back home in his own time, he almost immediately forgets his life in the pillow world. Unlike Jake's cup, after living a full life there, it's truly gone and he truly doesn't care about it anymore, and so he's able to forget it entirely

FP calls Finn to tell him she finally understood his joke, which is a surprisingly convenient, external solution to Finn's internal problem, but he nonetheless comes off as if it never tore him up in the first place, as if, by leaving his simplistic perspective behind, he was able to develop a more mature perspective on his relationships with others

Thanks for reading!! :)))

I have an unspoken rule on this blog that it's strictly for the funny and only occasional self promotion, but I really wanted to write about this episode. Usually I write more analytical stuff like this on my devblog, but cartoons isn't video games! If I keep wanting to write stuff like this, maybe I'll make a sideblog to put that stuff in 🤔

By the way, I think of Puhoy as part of a trilogy with Dungeon Train and Hall of Egress. They're all important journeys along Finn's larger journey of growing up, and they're all framed by Finn trying to deal with rough feelings surrounding FP. The latter two are more overtly connected to each other, but Hall of Egress does have what I think is meant as a reference to Puhoy, where Finn emerges from the Hall by poking his head through the dirt on top of the hill it's under, the same way he emerges from the pillow fort at the end of Puhoy! Maybe one day I'll write about those episodes too. I have a lot to say about Finn's arc throughout the show in general, so I could even do a post about that :)

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to-boldly-nope · 3 years ago

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The Name of The Game- TOS!Bones x Fem!Reader

Plot: When three beautiful women come onto the Enterprise, your true feelings for the CMO are revealed. (Based off of Mudd's Women)

Words: 1671

A/N: This is just a draft I had sitting in Wattpad. I'm still working on other requests and my Comp essay still lmao

You sat at the helm, angrily chewing on the inside of your cheek. You didn't like the fact that almost every male on the ship had their eyes on three girls. They were transported on the ship and they had this charm to them and you hated it.

"(Y/N), you don't look so good," Kirk told you. "Maybe you should go down to sickbay."

"I'm fine, sir," you hissed.

The captain gave you a stern look as he cocked an eyebrow, "Head down to sickbay, that's an order."

You sighed and went to the turbolift and made your way down to the sickbay. You didn't want to go because you managed to get feelings for the CMO. You hated yourself for it, too.

You walked down the corridor and saw one of the girls walking with a man. You rolled your eyes and went into sickbay, where Bones was talking to the girl in green. You saw the way he looked at her and it made you upset. It pained you that he wouldn't look at you like that. The door swished opened and you hurried out of sickbay and headed to your quarters. As you made your way there, you accidentally bumped into Uhura.

"Sorry, Uhura," you apologized while getting up and quickly leaving, leaving her confused as to why you would be off in such a hurry.

You finally made it to your quarters and you threw yourself on the bed. You knew that it wasn't the women's fault, but a part of you blamed them for everything. The door beeped and swished open and Bones stood in the doorway.

"(Y/N), Jim told me that you weren't feeling well and that you were supposed to report to sickbay. I usually don't make house calls but I can make an exception."

"It's just a cold, I'll be fine," you lied. "Jim's making a big deal out of it."

"I need to check and make sure that it is a cold and not one of those damned weird space diseases."

"Fine," you muttered. "Come in."

Bones walked further into your quarters with his bag and a smile on his face. "Your quarters is quite lovely. Sit up, I need a scan."

You slowly dragged yourself up and he sat down next to you. He pulled out his scanner and placed it over you. "Well, you seem healthy it shows that you don't even have a slight trace of a cold. What's wrong?"

"I just feel sick-"

"What's wrong?" He repeated since he saw through your lie.

"Please, Bones, I just don't feel well. Just trust me on this one thing."

"Alright, I'll tell Jim. If you need anything just call," he smiled while patting your knee.

"I will," you told him with a fake smile. "I think I'll try to sleep it off."

He patted your knee one last time and left. You fell back on the bed and sulked at the ceiling. It wasn't your fault that you found him charming.

Amid your sulking, your door came open and you saw the girl in pink stumble inside. "Hello?"

"Get out."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just had to find a place to hide, I was getting tired of everyone watching me."

You sighed and sat back up again. "I'm sorry, you can stay in here. My name is (Y/N)."

"Eve," she smiled. "Is there something wrong?"

"I don't like to share my problems with people," you hissed bitterly but then your voice got softer, "You can sit down if you'd like."

"Thank you," she said while walking over to the bed and sitting down. You hated the way she looked. She wasn't ugly, no, she was rather beautiful but you hated her because you didn't look like her. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"I've fallen in love with someone at the wrong time. It was fine until you three arrived and then I realized that I don't have a chance. I'm just not that beautiful for him."

"You're a very beautiful girl, I'm sure if you told him how you felt-"

"I'd rather not risk anything with him. I don't want to ruin what we already have."

"Have you ever considered the possibility that you won't ruin what you already have? I saw the doctor leaving here and he looked concerned. I think he has feelings for you too."

"Please," you scoffed, "He's a doctor. He's supposed to be concerned about everyone."

"But he looked like that he was going to lose you."

"He didn't even have me in the first place, Eve. I'm just not that beautiful for him."

"How's (Y/N)?" Jim asked Bones as soon as he got on the bridge.

"Medically, fine. Mentally, not so well. She lied to me about not feeling well."

"Have you scanned Eve yet?"

Bones glared at him, "There's something wrong with (Y/N) and you're worried about Eve?!"

Kirk looked at Bones with a slight smirk. He knew why Bones was acting like this. He's seen it every time he would mention you.

"You care for her, don't you?"

Bones tensed up his jaw and then bounced. He didn't say anything, but Kirk could read his actions quite clearly.

"Now would be the perfect time to confess to her. See with the three beautiful ladies on this ship, she probably doesn't feel as beautiful as them. Go make everything right, Bones. Reassure her that she is naturally beautiful and that you-"

"I'm aware of relationship advice, Captain," Bones said angrily before leaving the bridge.

"What do you think?" Eve asked while putting you in front of the mirror.

Your lips were a darker shade than normal, all your freckles and scars from your face were gone, and your cheeks were pink.

"Wow, do you think this will work?" You asked.

"Maybe it will or maybe just you being yourself would work for him. I wish you the best of luck, (Y/N)."

"Thank you, Eve."

Your door chime beeped and someone came in.

"I came in to check on you," Bones said. "Are you feeling any-"

You turned around and Bones stopped and his face was unreadable. If you didn't mess up then, you probably messed up now.

"I'll leave you two alone," Eve said softly before leaving.

"This is stupid," you growled, "I don't even know why I try. It's pointless and I'm hopelessly in love with you but I saw you look at the one girl and wanted you to look at me the same way you looked at her but I know you won't because you don't see me like that and I'm rambling aren't I?"

"Sit down and let's start from the beginning, alright? Come on," he said softly while grabbing your hand and bringing you over to your bed. "The beginning."

"I was mad because those girls are prettier than I am and Kirk told me to go to sickbay and I did and I saw you looking at that girl and I don't know. Eve came in here after you left and she agreed to do my makeup so I can look attractive, but she told me that I shouldn't worry about a thing like makeup because I'm pretty without it and god, I'm so stupid." You hissed quietly while trying to rub the lipstick off. "Letting feelings make me feel worthless and stuff like that."

"You were jealous?" Bones asked while reaching over and grabbing a towel. He held up your head and wiped the makeup off. "Sometimes we let emotions get the best of us."

"I know."

He looked at you as he wiped your cheeks clean of the blush and the foundation, "You know, I always liked your freckles."

"You're just trying to be nice because you know I'm heartbroken."

"I'm being serious," he said sternly, "I always notice them."

You hummed as he moved the towel down to your mouth to wipe off the rest of the lipstick.

"Now let's talk about the part where you said that you were hopelessly in love with me."

"I was just rambling, never listen to me ramble, Bones."

"You say some pretty interesting things though, like that one time you were rambling on about Spock and you called him a "pointy-eared nimrod who only lives long because he can't get his head out of ass to confess any emotions"."

"Did I say that?" You asked. "I don't believe you. I believe that your putting words in my mouth, Leonard McCoy."

"No, you were mad at him because he was being Spock. I should've recorded it," he laughed.

"God help me," you mumbled while you grabbed the towel from his hand.

"What was that?"

"I said thank you for helping me."

You noticed him looking at you, well more at your lips. You, by instinct, took the back of your hand and wiped it across your mouth, thinking that there was something on it. "Did I get it?"

"What? Oh, yeah, you got it."

He looked at you some more and you looked at him. You were both completely silent and all you heard was his quiet breaths.

"Screw it," you said before cupping his face and kissing him.

Bones tensed up at first, caught by surprise, but then he relaxed and kissed you back. His hands reached down and grabbed your free hand, holding it.

You pulled away, quickly to avoid the sight of the CMO. "I-I'm sorry, I should've not done that-"

Bones interrupted you with another kiss. He tasted something metallic and he knew that you had a habit of picking at your lips.

He didn't mean to make the kiss that long, but it was. He pulled away and you breathed out an awaiting breath.

"I always wanted to look at you the way you thought you saw me looking at that girl."

"Then why didn't you do something? Why did you wait?"

"Because I was scared. Y'know, being older than everyone else does have its disadvantages, like a pretty young woman like you not falling in love with an old country doctor like me."

You cupped his face. "Oh, Leonard, I've always had feelings for you."

"And I you, darling."

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