3/15/15

Into the Valley ~ Stories, an Outtake #Uhura

Previously ~ All in the Family

A/N: During the original publication back ino 2009, Livejournal supremelurker asked me to write an outtake sharing one of Amanda's "stories" about Spock.


Spock led his mother and girlfriend into his dorm where, fortunately, his roommate was absent. Not that he didn’t think Hikaru was good enough to meet his mother; he just didn’t think it best if he met her now.

Amanda grinned broadly at her son’s room; to the right she saw the evidence of an obviously human roommate. His walls were plastered with posters of long dead musicians—Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Manson, Daft Punk, Atari Teenage Riot, Glassjaw—his blue comforter was a tousled mess, and his shoes were haphazardly strewn across the blue rug by his bed. There was a blue lava lamp on his nightstand (Heavens, these kids really take their house colors seriously!) which cast an eerie, distorted glow upon the room.

To the right was all the evidence of her dutifully Vulcan son. She snickered to see his immaculately smooth blankets (even though she knew he hadn’t been expecting her), his barren white walls, and the neat little altar at the foot of his bed. She laughed aloud at once.

“Oh, Nyota,” she giggled, “that altar’s just like the one Spock had when he was little. Reminds me of when he was about six years old—”

“Mother,” her son whispered, dark eyes imploring from a blanching face which clearly struggled to remain neutral, “I fail to see the necessity for telling this particular story.”

“Oh, it’s harmless, dear,” she dismissively waved, taking Nyota’s hand and leading her to sit down on Spock’s bed. “See, Sarek made him say prayers every night before bed, and as you know, Vulcan writing is so very beautiful—even the prayers for children are exquisitely written. When Spock was six, his favorite prayer went something like, ‘O Surak, Surak, wisest and most impassive of all the Forebears; kindly watch over this devout and humblest student…’or some such—you get the gist.”

As Nyota nodded, she heard Spock mumble, “Mother, I would prefer if you did not—”

“Hush, darling,” Amanda rolled her eyes, “It’s not that big a deal. So anyway,” she went on cheerfully, her hands delightfully animated, “Spock had this adorable speech impediment at the time which would later take a full year of therapy to correct. So every night, when I walked by his little bedroom, I’d hear this tiny voice reciting, ‘O Thuwak, Thuwak, withetht and motht impathiwe of awll the Forebearth; kindly watch ower thith dewout and humbletht thudent—’”

Nyota doubled over laughing before she could stop herself. When she caught a glimpse of her boyfriend out her tear-filled eyes, she saw him blush an almost toxic shade of green. That didn’t help at all. Nor did Amanda’s laughter. The two females laughed and laughed while Spock tightly shuddered nearby. He was all the more thankful his roommate hadn’t been around to hear that. Nyota would at least keep silent, but Hikaru….

“Oh, Nyota,” Amanda sighed, wiping her tears when she finally caught her breath, “so when do I get to meet your mother?”

Spock’s eyebrow raised as his blush withdrew; he tilted his head to the side, obviously intrigued by the thought. Nyota’s head suddenly filled with flashes of her chatty mother arriving in her prehistoric shuttle, and all laughter fled her chest.

“Never,” she answered immediately.

Into the Valley ~ All in the Family #Uhura

Previously ~ Amanda

Hikaru Sulu of Laidley House, please report to the Lobby. Repeat: Hikaru Sulu of Laidley House, please report to the Lobby. You have a visitor. Repeat: You have a visitor.”

Hikaru looked up from his homework and blinked. Next to him, Jim and Lenny stiffened in unison. All around them, the Hodges House Library went deathly silent. Quietly, Hikaru rose, signed off his personal computer and started walking out alone. One student started singing Darth Vader’s theme; another jumped in, and one by one the Hodges students added their voices in a carefully layered harmony. By the time he exited the room, the students had transformed into a resounding chorus.

Assholes.

Hikaru scowled as he made his way down into the Foyer. There was a single person waiting for him, regally clad in a red and black Starfleet uniform.

Hikaru twitched. Fuck me….

“Karu?” she turned to face him. Her hair was elegantly pulled away from her face, and she wore her makeup subtly. She laughed when she saw him. “Love the hair. And the uniform—schoolboy much?”

“Hiroka,” he twitchingly greeted his older sister. “I didn’t know you were beaming in.”

She shrugged. “The ‘rents asked me to check on you before I ship out. The Archer departs in two days for the Illias System. We won’t be back for a month.”

“Well, I’m here,” he said awkwardly, “and…I’m fine, so….”

“So,” Hiroka chuckled, “show me your room, show me your classrooms. I dunno…introduce me to your accomplices.”

He scowled. “That’s not funny.”

Into the Valley ~ Amanda #Uhura

Previously ~ Hikaru and the Headmistress

Amanda Grayson was a stunningly beautiful woman, and Nyota immediately saw the resemblance. Spock had her dark eyes, so human, so full of feeling. She was a tall, dark-haired woman; she wore a sheer veil and an elaborate, heavy Vulcan necklace of gems Nyota had never seen before. She smelled as though she’d just stepped from out of a Vulcan garden; her perfume was sweet with the flora of her husband’s world.

“Spock!” she greeted, her voice high and cheerful. “Did you get taller?”

The Vulcan merely blinked, unsure of what to say as his mother glided over to delicately embrace him.

“Still a bit too skinny for me,” she said lightly, pulling away. “I thought we agreed you start eating more than just plomeek soup for breakfast. Have you tried pancakes?” She turned from her speechless son to his speechless girlfriend.

“You must be Nyota! Nyota Uhura, right? Such a lovely name! Did you like the teas I sent you?” She came over to hug the shocked girl, talking all the while. “Oh, good—I was right. I used to be your size.” She winked. “I brought a few dresses for you; I hope you like them. I want you to look dazzling when we go see Aehallh Aidoann tonight.”

Nyota blinked, recognizing the Romulan. “‘Nightmare Moon?’”

“‘Ghost Moon,’ in this case,” Amanda chuckled gaily. “It’s a Romulan opera Ambassador Mioral introduced me to—so intense.” She looked at her son. “That’s whom your father is with right now. Last week they traveled to the Bolaris System, to Mioral’s moon. See, the Bolaris System isn’t under Romulan jurisdiction, so they couldn’t permanently freeze his property or accounts on Bolaria IX. I haven’t seen Mioral look this happy in weeks. Has N’Tal been made aware she can finally go back to being a spoiled little princess?” she blinked innocently, even as Nyota’s jaw dropped.

Into the Valley ~ Hikaru and the Headmistress #Uhura

Previously ~ Confessions Bitter and Sweet Pt 2

One day earlier

“Crystal, Patrick,” Lenny McCoy cocked his head to the side, “there are very specific rules for taking this shit.” He held up a dark bottle of the tincture, shaking it slightly.

“W-We know,” Patrick stammered, eagerness bright in his eyes. “We’ve heard a lot about this stuff.”

Lenny snorted. “I’m sure you have. Listen up, because I’m only going to say this once. You didn’t get this from me. In fact, you don’t know where you got this. We didn’t have this conversation.  Understood?”

The couple nodded quickly.

“Good,” Lenny continued. “You each take two drops before bed in a drink of your choice. However, before you take this stuff, you have to drink at least eight glasses of water over the course of the day. Trust me when I say you do not want this shit stuck in your circulatory system.”

Again the quick nods.

“I believe we agreed on three boxes of cigs?”

Crystal reached into her purse, pulled them out and handed them to him. Lenny accepted and gave them the tincture.

“So…,” she asked hesitantly, “if no one’s allowed to talk about it, how do kids know where ask for it?”

Into the Valley ~ Confessions, Bitter and Sweet, Pt 2 #Uhura

Previously ~ Confessions, Bitter and Sweet, Pt 1

“What?” Nyota demanded, so loudly and clearly he had to stop.

“Hikaru and Lenny created a tincture from a modified talon tree,” he rasped breathlessly, his head swimming and unable to think clearly. “Many students have been taking it, including us. We’re safe, Nyota. We don’t have to worry about conception.”

“I don’t recall agreeing to take any tincture of….” She trailed off as realization dawned. “The tea,” she gasped. “What’s that you once said about men serving women?”

The growing direness of the situation began to clear his head. All passion and heat soon vanished as Nyota pulled from him slowly.  He didn’t dare stop her.

“Nyota—”

“You poisoned me,” she bit out, as her eyes began to tear.

“No, no,” he shook his head quickly, now panicking with her. His heart thudded in his side as he dreaded what could happen next. “I monitored our blood chemistry, I kept the doses mild—it was safe! It was the only way!”

“Only way?” she asked, her voice shriveled and racked with sobs. She continued to back away from him. “So that what? So that we could—”

“We want each other,” he protested. “Remember? But we had…concerns. It’s torture, Nyota, utter torture to look at you, touch you, but not have you! It’s not fair!”

“And you couldn’t tell me? You didn’t even ask if it was what I wanted, or how I wanted!” She was out of the tub now, clumsily hiding herself behind a tiny towel.  “You poisoned me!"

Into the Valley ~ Confessions, Bitter and Sweet, Pt 1. #Uhura

Previously ~ Thoughts and Notions

Eventually Nyota left the table first, mumbling something about needing to study. Spock didn’t dare follow her. Vira and Hikaru excused themselves soon after, no doubt to go wreak havoc somewhere, and then finally it was Spock’s turn to flee.

Unfortunately, he didn’t make it back to his dorm before N’Tal caught up with him. Before he knew it, they were alone on the Laidley House turbolift.

“Why did you not tell her?” she demanded without ceremony. “You risked losing your human by remaining silent.”

Spock opted for honesty. Lying by omission hadn’t exactly done wonders for him today.

Without looking at her he replied, “Nyota would not have approved of our spending time together.”

“So you risked losing her…just to see me?”

“I wanted you to know me better,” he said tightly. “I needed you to know that I am more…than just my father’s money.”

If he expected N’Tal to protest her innocence or defend her actions, he was sorely disappointed.

Into the Valley ~ Thoughts and Notions #Uhura

Previously ~ Girls on Top

Two weeks later

Student’s Log, Nyota Uhura reporting.

Peace and quiet have come to Stellar Valley. Now, I don’t mean the rumors are gone. Not here. Not when there’s so much new stuff going on. Spock and I have been together a whole month now, can you believe it? My mom thinks there’s marriage potential, but I’ve been trying to nip that nonsense in the bud.

However, I’ll admit sometimes that I wonder….

Anyway, school is going great. I aced most of my exams, but I have to admit that my communications engineering courses have been a bit tetchy. Thankfully, that senior TA—Scotty?—has been a great tutor. Granted he’s a bit of a dry alcoholic, but the guy still knows his stuff.

In the meantime, we’ve been seeing a new side of N’Tal. She, like, laughs now. Jim’s been really good for her and quite frankly, no other guy could’ve handled N’Tal. She would have walked all over Hikaru and Spock. Lenny would’ve probably been driven to poison her and make it look like an accident.

Vira and Hikaru are getting the most whispers these days. They, like, fit. Really fit. Most people don’t get Spock and me, and no one wants to even touch the Jim-and-N’Tal sitch, but Vira and Hikaru really…fit.

She’s helping him ace senior level biochemistry and he’s helped her unleash her inner diabolical genius. Apparently, they joined forces to rig the Holderby Hall ventilation system to flood floors 2 through 4 with nitrous oxide. Kids were laughing so hard in the halls that there was an actual piss-fest.