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Star Trek XI, "Whistle While You Work," Sulu/Chekov, PG, humor
Title: "Whistle While You Work"
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Sulu/Chekov
Rating: PG
Summary: Spock wonders why Sulu seems so pleased with himself.
(this is a tiny and ridiculous misplaced-comment-fic from the Kink Meme. Somebody misplaced the comment "Thank you for sending me off to work with a smile. A huge, honking, I'm-going-to-be-thinking-about-this-all-day smile. With an occasional giggle, even. But no way in hell am I going to try to explain it." And I sort of ran with it. Only like 200 words, hopefully kind of funny.)
Of course, Spock was familiar with the Terran expression "to whistle while one works." But as he understood it, it was a figurative usage meant to imply that one enjoyed one's work, or was in a positive state of mind despite the necessity of hard labor. He had never before seen someone literally whistling while working, but that was undeniably what Hikaru Sulu was doing. Not only was he performing an imperfect rendition of some old Earth song while operating his station on the bridge, but Spock was sure that he'd caught the helmsman doing a little dance while walking across the bridge to pick up some documents, although on closer inspection he appeared to be practicing some fencing moves.
"Captain," Spock said sotto voce to Kirk, who was watching the whole thing with apparent amusement, "Do you happen to know why Mr. Sulu is behaving so strangely today?"
"Oh, Spock," responded the Captain, with a teasing sort of smile. "You didn't check the ship's calendar today, did you?"
"I certainly did. The only event scheduled for today was the date of Lieutenant Chekov's birth."
"Right. His eighteenth birthday. You know what that means, right?"
Spock paused to consider his knowledge of the Terran customs and laws surrounding the achievement of the age of majority. "Fascinating," he murmured, as Sulu, apparently believing himself to be unobserved, executed a 360-degree spin in his chair.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Sulu/Chekov
Rating: PG
Summary: Spock wonders why Sulu seems so pleased with himself.
(this is a tiny and ridiculous misplaced-comment-fic from the Kink Meme. Somebody misplaced the comment "Thank you for sending me off to work with a smile. A huge, honking, I'm-going-to-be-thinking-about-this-all-day smile. With an occasional giggle, even. But no way in hell am I going to try to explain it." And I sort of ran with it. Only like 200 words, hopefully kind of funny.)
Of course, Spock was familiar with the Terran expression "to whistle while one works." But as he understood it, it was a figurative usage meant to imply that one enjoyed one's work, or was in a positive state of mind despite the necessity of hard labor. He had never before seen someone literally whistling while working, but that was undeniably what Hikaru Sulu was doing. Not only was he performing an imperfect rendition of some old Earth song while operating his station on the bridge, but Spock was sure that he'd caught the helmsman doing a little dance while walking across the bridge to pick up some documents, although on closer inspection he appeared to be practicing some fencing moves.
"Captain," Spock said sotto voce to Kirk, who was watching the whole thing with apparent amusement, "Do you happen to know why Mr. Sulu is behaving so strangely today?"
"Oh, Spock," responded the Captain, with a teasing sort of smile. "You didn't check the ship's calendar today, did you?"
"I certainly did. The only event scheduled for today was the date of Lieutenant Chekov's birth."
"Right. His eighteenth birthday. You know what that means, right?"
Spock paused to consider his knowledge of the Terran customs and laws surrounding the achievement of the age of majority. "Fascinating," he murmured, as Sulu, apparently believing himself to be unobserved, executed a 360-degree spin in his chair.
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