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I picked up the novelization of Star Trek today. \o/ It's interesting to read all the bits that didn't make it into the movie.
I want to write some writing meta, but I don't know what about. Does anyone have any particular interests?
I wrote a PWP that wants to turn into a story. I hate when that happens.
FIRST LINE MEME:
Give me the first line, and I will write a drabble/comment fic.
Star Trek only, please. This will give me something to do while I don't think about the fic that wants to be written. I don't promise I'll fulfill all the prompts, but I will try to do at least a couple.
I want to write some writing meta, but I don't know what about. Does anyone have any particular interests?
I wrote a PWP that wants to turn into a story. I hate when that happens.
FIRST LINE MEME:
Give me the first line, and I will write a drabble/comment fic.
Star Trek only, please. This will give me something to do while I don't think about the fic that wants to be written. I don't promise I'll fulfill all the prompts, but I will try to do at least a couple.
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WINGFIC!
"Wings?" McCoy said, his voice faint with disbelief. "You've sprouted wings?"
"Just get rid of them!" Kirk said. He shuddered and one holy-white feather drifted to the floor.
"I- I haven't been trained for this," McCoy admitted. "I've never even heard of such a thing."
His hand involuntarily moved to stroke Kirk's back, right between the shoulderblades where the wings protruded.
"That tickles," Kirk said. "Stop it."
"Does it hurt?" McCoy asked.
"They're a little heavy," Kirk answered. "They make me walk funny."
McCoy plucked a feather from Kirk's wings and grimaced when Kirk made a squawk of protest. "And that hurts!"
"Sorry, just testing. I guess cutting them off is out of the question."
Kirk frowned. "That would painful, I guess."
"If I can figure out why you've grown them, I can try to reverse the process. Let me scan you."
It took some wrangling to get Kirk's wings in a good position for scanning, but even after all that, McCoy had no idea what was going on.
"Have you changed your diet recently?" he asked. "Started using a new bodywash or shampoo?"
"Oh for god's sake, it's not an allergy," Kirk grumbled.
"Had unprotected sex with non-humanoids?"
"...Maybe."
"That's probably it, then," McCoy answered. He used his best doctor voice.
"Oh my GOD! Are you telling me this is an STD?"
"It's entirely possible. Good going, Romeo."
"I'd rather have space crabs."
"You've had space crabs," McCoy reminded him. "I'll never forget that summer. At least wings don't itch."
McCoy scanned some more and consulted the database. An hour later he said, "Uh huh. It's an STD. Good news is that it goes away in a day or two."
"What am I going to do in the meantime? I can't be seen like this."
"Jim, all of the nursing staff has already seen you, and they gossip like old hens. Especially Rupert, he's a real blabbermouth. By now the whole ship knows about your condition."
Kirk grumbled something to himself.
"What was that?" McCoy asked.
"I said I should never have had sex with a non-humanoid."
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Thank you! :D That was a great read!
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