I got bored and wanted to write another one of these, this time with any pairing I want. So, in the words of Mufasa, BE PREPAAAAAARRREEDDD! On with the next subject!
Warning: There be slash ahead. And adorable straightness :) Enjoy! (This time I'll try not to screw up the numbers) ALSO! This has all kinds of pairings. ALL kinds. Some are friendship, most are romance. You'll be able to tell the difference.
Scotty had never loved anyone as dearly as he loved this. Never. He could see a future in their bond, a life beyond just the next few minutes or the next few weeks. He had finally found something that made him feel whole, and it wasn't ending any time soon.
That is, until he ate the last bite of the sandwich and stared down at his plate like the world was ending.
"I...This is completely illogical." Amanda shook her head at her husband's reasoning.
"It's perfectly logical, Sarek. You're ambassador to Earth, you'll be going through pon farr soon, and you want to have children eventually, yes?" She didn't miss the tiny twitch of his lips.
"I believe that is logical. A wedding makes sense." He turned around to inform his friend of the news and Amanda took that moment to brandish a broad smile. Win.
Everyone had different side-effects to the drug. Some passed out, some laughed a lot, some cried, some hallucinated, and some just sat there looking stoned. Chekov got aroused.
If he wasn't seventeen, Bones might not have worked so hard to fend off his advances. He would not go down in history as the Doctor who violated a drugged-up boy.
"Attention crew members," Kirk said over a crew-wide message. "Our good doctor will no longer be hypoing anyone, as he has finally gotten laid! You can all rest easy." Before McCoy could even move, Uhura grabbed the hypo out of his hand and stabbed it into Kirk's neck.
Bones couldn't believe what he was about to do. Staring down at the glittery ring, he remembered his promise to never marry again after what his ex-wife did to him.
But this was different. She deserved this, and he wanted nothing more than to spent the rest of his life with her.
Sighing, he slid the box back into his pocket and went to find Uhura.
"Hey, Pavel, what are you up to?" Hikaru came up behind the boy.
"Read- hey!" Hikaru grabbed the book from Pavel's hand, threw it to the ground, and shoved the boy up against a bookshelf before he could protest anymore.
Spock attached his lips to Jim's neck, loving the salty taste of his lover's skin on his tongue.
Cupcake was told to search the ship for a small animal that had found it's way on. Personally he didn't want to, since the order came from his dearest Captain, but he did it anyway. It took him two hours, but he finally found the cat. And, instead of bringing it to the bridge, he slipped it into his jacket and brought it back to his room. He loved cats.
"Dammit, man, I'm a human, not a specter! Knock next time!" McCoy yelled as he tried to pull his pants back up.
Feeling the sun warm his pale skin, Pavel sighed contently and snuggled closer to Karu's cool chest.
"Everybody ready? Set phasers to pew." Spock shook his head and wondered away from his lover as Kirk pointed his gun at the air and made "pew" noises.
Uhura watched with wary eyes as Scotty downed his ninth glass of scotch. She shook her head, wondering why she was dating this man.
She supposed it was because she was in love with him.
Spock began throwing things around the room in a fury, trying to organize the messy place. He hated messes. He pulled a shirt off the ground and stared in horror at the pile of poop stuck to his rug. He turned, shirt in hand menacingly, and faced his cowering kitten.
"You, mister, are climbing a very steep hill."
"I won't get on that damn thing, Jim! Knowing you, you'd try to pop a wheely and kill us both!" Bones stared at the motorcycle in disgust. He didn't care how great Jim's ass looked in those jeans, he wasn't getting on that thing.
It didn't matter how often Spock told McCoy that he needed to stop swearing, or that he was way too worked up, or even that his table manners weren't as good as they should be. McCoy refused to change.
"My lamp." Sulu held up a lamp toward his friend. "You like my lamp?" Spock rolled his eyes.
"No." Sulu gasped and pulled his lamp away, walking angrily away from Spock.
Nurse Chapel slammed the door to Doctor McCoy's office angrily after seeing he and Spock in...compromising positions. She would have words for the "good" doctor later.
The world was spinning, and for a brief few seconds Pavel couldn't remember where he was or why the world suddenly felt like it was miles below him. Then he opened his eyes and saw Sulu smiling at him like he was flying, too.
Uhura was as straight as a horizontal line. She had an entire life's evidence to prove that point.
So why was she pinned under nurse Chapel?
Leonard stared longingly at his cabinet full of alcoholic beverages. A part of him wanted to pull out a bottle and have just one more drink, for old time's sake. But he didn't need that crap anymore. Uhura mended his heart better then any alcohol ever could.
Alright, I guess I'll just be doing this until I get way too bored to keep it up. Again, let me know if you want any of these turned into one-shots :)