Title: Friday's Child

Author: Solarbaby

Rating: T

Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.

Words: Approx 400

Summary: When Jim Kirk is turned into a little kid all of the Enterprise feels it, especially Bones.

Notes: Just a bunch of drabbles revolving around kid!Kirk. Not sure where it will go or how it will end.

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Friday's Child

Doctor Leonard McCoy had no idea what the hell just happened.

One minute he was standing there with Jim, who was waiting to be beamed down to the planet while Scotty worked on some last minute upgrades to the system. The next thing he knew, there was a bright flash of light and he was thrown halfway across the room.

He quickly scrambled back to his feet, seeing the others do the same. Everyone seemed okay, if a little startled. Except…

"Where's the captain?"

McCoy hurried over to where Jim had been standing moments before only to find a blonde little boy, no older than five, staring back at him.

"Damn it, Scotty!"

"I can fix this!"

The Naked Time

"No! I don't wanna!"

Bones tried very, very hard not to let amusement overtake annoyance. But he knew he was failing miserably. The five year old James Kirk was just too adorable, all blonde haired and big bright blue eyes. And as cute as it was, it was also vaguely creepy considering he had woken up that morning in the arms of the grown-up version.

Jim just pouted, sitting naked and cross-legged on the floor of the bathroom while the shower ran. Starfleet bathrooms weren't equipped for children so he had to make do.

Giving a sigh, he rubbed his eyes and leaned his head back against the counter. When he turned back he did a double take.

Jim was gone.

"Damn it, Jim!"

A Private Little War

The last thing that Uhura expected when she exited the bridge was to see a blue and yellow blur disappear behind her. Moments later, Spock appeared from around the corner and she sent him a small grin. His annoyed expression softened when he saw her. "What's wrong?"

"It seems our young captain somehow got into the programming for the replicator. Now it gives nothing but ice cream and macaroni and Mr. Scott has no idea how to fix it."

She just barely managed to cover up the snicker.

"I like ice cream!"

Uhura turned to see the five year old peering out from around a corner. Then his eyes widened and he disappeared back around it with a squeal. She turned back around as an adult sized blur shot past her.

"Get back here, Jim!"