Jim's at home, sitting in a disgustingly hipster v-neck and Adidas shorts, wondering where the hell everyone has gone to. Bones's probably at work, but Spock's usually at home, doing weird Vulcan intellectual things while muttering 'fascinating' every now and then.
He wonders if he should be worried. Then he shrugs and figures that Spock is probably off crying and making out with Uhura, and all worry he felt is negated.
And so, he makes full use of his home alone time. The shorts come off (but sorry ladies he's wearing boxer briefs), the sunglasses are on, and he's about to crawl up the fire exit and onto the roof to sunbathe, when he notices Leo sitting alone in the kitchen, cooing sadly.
Being an empathetic person, he feels sad for the tribble, and against his better judgement (Bones's threat still rings in his ears), he grabs the furball and his bottle of sunscreen. ]
You look lonely, little guy.
[ he gives it a pat, deciding that hey, even giant fuzzballs need a little bit of sun ]
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Jim's at home, sitting in a disgustingly hipster v-neck and Adidas shorts, wondering where the hell everyone has gone to. Bones's probably at work, but Spock's usually at home, doing weird Vulcan intellectual things while muttering 'fascinating' every now and then.
He wonders if he should be worried. Then he shrugs and figures that Spock is probably off crying and making out with Uhura, and all worry he felt is negated.
And so, he makes full use of his home alone time. The shorts come off (but sorry ladies he's wearing boxer briefs), the sunglasses are on, and he's about to crawl up the fire exit and onto the roof to sunbathe, when he notices Leo sitting alone in the kitchen, cooing sadly.
Being an empathetic person, he feels sad for the tribble, and against his better judgement (Bones's threat still rings in his ears), he grabs the furball and his bottle of sunscreen. ]
You look lonely, little guy.
[ he gives it a pat, deciding that hey, even giant fuzzballs need a little bit of sun ]