Fic: A Productive Experiment
Fandom: Star Trek: Reboot
Rating: PG
Pairings: Spock/Uhura, Spock/others, Spock Prime/others
Summary: A kink meme fill. Spock and Spock Prime have been denied the chance to help repopulate the Vulcan race. They sire litters of offspring in revenge.
A Productive Experiment
The week both Spocks spent on New Vulcan proved to be very productive. The Enterprise was able to distribute supplies in an efficient manner, agreements had been reached with different clans, and events had remained on schedule.
The last item on the agenda now was the repopulation initiative. Both men having decided, for different reasons, not to participate in the repopulation efforts they were quite surprised that the council felt such a need to be hostile about it in their discussion.
“At this time our culture must be preserved in the young and such a different way of life is a…disadvantage at this juncture. We cannot allow to you, either of you, to participate in the program.”
A disadvantage always a disadvantage; apparently saving the high council, representing the Vulcan culture so well in Starfleet, both here and in another life, and aiding in reconstruction was still not enough, nothing was ever going to be enough. That frustration filled them with a human need to tell the council to take their ‘you’re too lowly to give us children’ attitude and shove it up their rectal cavity laterally.
“You understand of course.”
The younger Spock nodded stiffly. “Of course, if you will excuse me, gentlemen, I must return to my ship.”
“As you have made it clear you have no further need of me I shall also take my leave,” the older Spock said, rising with his counter-part.
“Live long and prosper,” they said, and walked out of the chamber.
They both waited until the large door was firmly closed behind them before speaking.
“I believe the colourful human metaphor know as ‘fuck you’ is most appropriate.”
“Well at least fucking somebody.”
“Indeed.”
***
They returned to the Enterprise and Jim Kirk was more than happy to have the elder Spock on board as essentially a permanent guest.
Spock met with Uhura when he came back onboard wishing to know her opinion of his plan. She told him that so long as his heart was hers his sperm could go where it wished.
Having no significant other of his own to report to Spock Prime thought about the idea in the solitude of his own quarters. He did have at minimum fifty years of life left to him and that was more than enough time to see several children grow to independence. He went to Doctor McCoy for a complete physical as this was not a task to be taken lightly.
Word quickly spread through the ship of their plans. Chapel updated the tapes on pregnancy and nursing for all species they were likely to encounter on their mission. Doctor McCoy went to his office to nurse a large bottle of Brandy.
***
“You requested the results, Ambassador.”
“Thank you, Nurse Chapel.”
“Christine.”
“Christine.”
The tests showed he was healthy for a Vulcan his age and genetic defects in the gametes caused by age were minimal. So, the project went ahead, and only Spock Prime was not surprised when Nurse Chapel was the first to volunteer for him.
A little over nine months later Christine gave birth to a healthy baby girl.
***
The plan went remarkably smoothly as both Spocks picked different partners easily, the only one who was the same was Galia, because she wanted to see how different a baby from each man would be. Their first real disagreement came with the discovery of the colony Hellguard. Where a little girl was found both Spock’s wished to see her safely to adulthood. They both presented logical reasons for being the primary guardian and in the end both agree to adopt the Vulcan Saavik.
After that fiasco, and the lingering memories of Nero, the Romulans were rather eager to show that they all weren’t nearly as stupid or their plans as ill thought out and sent the Federation a message that the wished to discuss potential peace. Spock Prime, whose goal it had been to initiate unification between his two worlds for many years, was more than happy to extend the olive branch and was dispatched along with the Enterprise to make first contact.
The one to meet them on that mission was none other than the Romulan commander he had dealt long ago on his own Enterprise. She had shown interest in Spock Prime in his own timeline and he attempted to initiate a courtship between her and his younger self to foster good relations. He was quite surprised to learn that she preferred older men.
As it turned out Vulcans and Romulans were very compatible. The commander left a message six weeks later that she was expecting triplets. Her aide, having taking a liking to young Spock when her commander did not, was having twins.
When the team ran into the Scalosians Spock left a large donation to their repopulation efforts. Spock Prime reminded himself that this was not a competition and then went off to ask Christine if she wished to have a second child.
***
As the Enterprise entered its final year of its five year mission the database at Starfleet was full to bursting of countless successful missions, scientific findings, and medical breakthroughs. It was rather a shame that Starfleet decided to stop keeping good records on the personal and medical logs of the Enterprise crew though. If they had they would have noticed that it was not a vessel that could handle transporting a large group of delegates on-route to Babel.
Still the crew did their best scrambling to find space and keep conflicting factions separate until the conference itself.
“Stand-by to recover shuttlecraft.”
Sarek stepped out into the bay and it was obvious to him that something wasn’t quite right. The ship seemed rather haphazard for a starship with such experience. This observation was further confirmed when he saw a twelve year old child was in the line up to receive him, where his son should have been.
“Excuse me,” he said, turning to the young girl. “Why is my son not present?”
“Commander Spock apologizes that he could not be present, but there have been complications in suitable quarter arrangements that require his personal attention. I have been sent as his replacement.”
Before Sarek could question the girl further Jim came up to him.
“It’s nice to see you again, Ambassador Sarek.”
“Captain Kirk.”
“I will show you to your quarters.”
As the made their way down the halls he saw that an inordinate amount of female crew members, and Sarek was quite certain he had seen at least one male member as well, were with child. As they came to his door they passed by Doctor McCoy who was yelling into a wall console.
“No, Nurse Chapel, you may not use the office in such manner I’m a doctor, not a nanny!”
“Captain Kirk, I was not aware your ship had become a child minding facility.”
“Well it wasn’t exactly planned but-”
“Bridge calling Captain Kirk.”
“Please excuse me.”
As McCoy stormed off Jim went over and punched a button on that same console. “What it is, Uhura?”
“The Romulan shuttle is arriving.”
“On my way. Ambassador-”
“If I may, Captain, I would like to be present.”
“All right.”
They went back to shuttlebay and this time Spock Prime was there as well to watch as a young woman stepped out of the craft and three toddlers came out after her.
“Commander.”
“Ambassador Spock, it is wonderful to see you again, you are well?”
“I am, and you?”
“I am well and pleased to report that several Romulans wish to aid the project.”
“I am pleased.”
The commander turned to the other men.
“Captain Kirk, Ambassador Sarek.”
“Good to have you onboard, Commander, I apologize for the lack of space, but in light of your being here Ambassador Spock has agreed to let you have his quarters.”
“Most generous.”
“May I show you to them?” Spock Prime asked.
She nodded and he led the woman and her children out of the room. As Sarek looked after them he noticed that the young girl was still in the receiving line-up.
“Captain Kirk, where is Spock?”
Sarek was informed that Spock was in rec room three. He went there immediately and his son greeted him at the door with spit up on his dress uniform and oatmeal in his hair. If Sarek thought half a dozen children in the corridors was unacceptable this was madness. Several cots, cribs, and highchairs were spread out along the walls, and a dozen children of various ages were sitting on colourful mats on floor.
“Spock, what is the meaning of all this!”
“I do not understand the question.”
“Why are there so many children and pregnant women aboard this ship, and why are you minding them?”
“It is my duty as a parent to care for them when their mothers are occupied, and in Galia’s case are unfortunately quite ill.”
“Am I to understand that all these children are yours?”
“Not all,” Spock Prime responded as he came into the room. “Osiris, T’Pal, Jolene and Andrew are mine, and of course you have already seen N’lar, Stonn, and Tasha.”
“We extend to you our congratulations on being a grandfather.”
Sarek managed a rather stunned, “thank you. But the situation does not seem optimal.”
“In what why, Father? I have ensured the children’s safety in this room and have opened up three more cabins for temporary guest use.”
“This is not a proper life plan.”
Spock Prime shrugged. “Vulcan women have been declared off limits, but others have been far more willing.”
“Do not tell me that all of this is because of what the council decreed!”
“It is the principle of the matter. By disallowing us they turn their backs on the aspects of our most deeply held philosophy.”
“And we felt IDIC was best served by doing rather than mere talk and pins on shirts,” Spock said.
“It is my hope that in time they will be judged not by their Vulcan heritage, but by the content of their characters.” Spock Prime defended further.
“Do you disagree with our conclusions, Father?”
“No, but, Spock, you have described yourself in a relationship surly she does not approve of this?”
“I have been faithful to Nyota. This was agreed on long before my first child was ever conceived.”
“As for myself I prefer an open partnership in my life at this time. This has been quite fulfilling,” Spock Prime said, kneeling down to separate Andrew and Stonn who were having a disagreement over a bright stuffed toy.
“I see.”
It was a bizarre situation no doubt of that Sarek thought as he looked around the room one more time. Still the children looked to be well fed, groomed, and seemed properly stimulated.
“Perhaps we should see to proper introductions then. It seems I have a lot of family to become acquainted with.”
The End
Rating: PG
Pairings: Spock/Uhura, Spock/others, Spock Prime/others
Summary: A kink meme fill. Spock and Spock Prime have been denied the chance to help repopulate the Vulcan race. They sire litters of offspring in revenge.
A Productive Experiment
The week both Spocks spent on New Vulcan proved to be very productive. The Enterprise was able to distribute supplies in an efficient manner, agreements had been reached with different clans, and events had remained on schedule.
The last item on the agenda now was the repopulation initiative. Both men having decided, for different reasons, not to participate in the repopulation efforts they were quite surprised that the council felt such a need to be hostile about it in their discussion.
“At this time our culture must be preserved in the young and such a different way of life is a…disadvantage at this juncture. We cannot allow to you, either of you, to participate in the program.”
A disadvantage always a disadvantage; apparently saving the high council, representing the Vulcan culture so well in Starfleet, both here and in another life, and aiding in reconstruction was still not enough, nothing was ever going to be enough. That frustration filled them with a human need to tell the council to take their ‘you’re too lowly to give us children’ attitude and shove it up their rectal cavity laterally.
“You understand of course.”
The younger Spock nodded stiffly. “Of course, if you will excuse me, gentlemen, I must return to my ship.”
“As you have made it clear you have no further need of me I shall also take my leave,” the older Spock said, rising with his counter-part.
“Live long and prosper,” they said, and walked out of the chamber.
They both waited until the large door was firmly closed behind them before speaking.
“I believe the colourful human metaphor know as ‘fuck you’ is most appropriate.”
“Well at least fucking somebody.”
“Indeed.”
***
They returned to the Enterprise and Jim Kirk was more than happy to have the elder Spock on board as essentially a permanent guest.
Spock met with Uhura when he came back onboard wishing to know her opinion of his plan. She told him that so long as his heart was hers his sperm could go where it wished.
Having no significant other of his own to report to Spock Prime thought about the idea in the solitude of his own quarters. He did have at minimum fifty years of life left to him and that was more than enough time to see several children grow to independence. He went to Doctor McCoy for a complete physical as this was not a task to be taken lightly.
Word quickly spread through the ship of their plans. Chapel updated the tapes on pregnancy and nursing for all species they were likely to encounter on their mission. Doctor McCoy went to his office to nurse a large bottle of Brandy.
***
“You requested the results, Ambassador.”
“Thank you, Nurse Chapel.”
“Christine.”
“Christine.”
The tests showed he was healthy for a Vulcan his age and genetic defects in the gametes caused by age were minimal. So, the project went ahead, and only Spock Prime was not surprised when Nurse Chapel was the first to volunteer for him.
A little over nine months later Christine gave birth to a healthy baby girl.
***
The plan went remarkably smoothly as both Spocks picked different partners easily, the only one who was the same was Galia, because she wanted to see how different a baby from each man would be. Their first real disagreement came with the discovery of the colony Hellguard. Where a little girl was found both Spock’s wished to see her safely to adulthood. They both presented logical reasons for being the primary guardian and in the end both agree to adopt the Vulcan Saavik.
After that fiasco, and the lingering memories of Nero, the Romulans were rather eager to show that they all weren’t nearly as stupid or their plans as ill thought out and sent the Federation a message that the wished to discuss potential peace. Spock Prime, whose goal it had been to initiate unification between his two worlds for many years, was more than happy to extend the olive branch and was dispatched along with the Enterprise to make first contact.
The one to meet them on that mission was none other than the Romulan commander he had dealt long ago on his own Enterprise. She had shown interest in Spock Prime in his own timeline and he attempted to initiate a courtship between her and his younger self to foster good relations. He was quite surprised to learn that she preferred older men.
As it turned out Vulcans and Romulans were very compatible. The commander left a message six weeks later that she was expecting triplets. Her aide, having taking a liking to young Spock when her commander did not, was having twins.
When the team ran into the Scalosians Spock left a large donation to their repopulation efforts. Spock Prime reminded himself that this was not a competition and then went off to ask Christine if she wished to have a second child.
***
As the Enterprise entered its final year of its five year mission the database at Starfleet was full to bursting of countless successful missions, scientific findings, and medical breakthroughs. It was rather a shame that Starfleet decided to stop keeping good records on the personal and medical logs of the Enterprise crew though. If they had they would have noticed that it was not a vessel that could handle transporting a large group of delegates on-route to Babel.
Still the crew did their best scrambling to find space and keep conflicting factions separate until the conference itself.
“Stand-by to recover shuttlecraft.”
Sarek stepped out into the bay and it was obvious to him that something wasn’t quite right. The ship seemed rather haphazard for a starship with such experience. This observation was further confirmed when he saw a twelve year old child was in the line up to receive him, where his son should have been.
“Excuse me,” he said, turning to the young girl. “Why is my son not present?”
“Commander Spock apologizes that he could not be present, but there have been complications in suitable quarter arrangements that require his personal attention. I have been sent as his replacement.”
Before Sarek could question the girl further Jim came up to him.
“It’s nice to see you again, Ambassador Sarek.”
“Captain Kirk.”
“I will show you to your quarters.”
As the made their way down the halls he saw that an inordinate amount of female crew members, and Sarek was quite certain he had seen at least one male member as well, were with child. As they came to his door they passed by Doctor McCoy who was yelling into a wall console.
“No, Nurse Chapel, you may not use the office in such manner I’m a doctor, not a nanny!”
“Captain Kirk, I was not aware your ship had become a child minding facility.”
“Well it wasn’t exactly planned but-”
“Bridge calling Captain Kirk.”
“Please excuse me.”
As McCoy stormed off Jim went over and punched a button on that same console. “What it is, Uhura?”
“The Romulan shuttle is arriving.”
“On my way. Ambassador-”
“If I may, Captain, I would like to be present.”
“All right.”
They went back to shuttlebay and this time Spock Prime was there as well to watch as a young woman stepped out of the craft and three toddlers came out after her.
“Commander.”
“Ambassador Spock, it is wonderful to see you again, you are well?”
“I am, and you?”
“I am well and pleased to report that several Romulans wish to aid the project.”
“I am pleased.”
The commander turned to the other men.
“Captain Kirk, Ambassador Sarek.”
“Good to have you onboard, Commander, I apologize for the lack of space, but in light of your being here Ambassador Spock has agreed to let you have his quarters.”
“Most generous.”
“May I show you to them?” Spock Prime asked.
She nodded and he led the woman and her children out of the room. As Sarek looked after them he noticed that the young girl was still in the receiving line-up.
“Captain Kirk, where is Spock?”
Sarek was informed that Spock was in rec room three. He went there immediately and his son greeted him at the door with spit up on his dress uniform and oatmeal in his hair. If Sarek thought half a dozen children in the corridors was unacceptable this was madness. Several cots, cribs, and highchairs were spread out along the walls, and a dozen children of various ages were sitting on colourful mats on floor.
“Spock, what is the meaning of all this!”
“I do not understand the question.”
“Why are there so many children and pregnant women aboard this ship, and why are you minding them?”
“It is my duty as a parent to care for them when their mothers are occupied, and in Galia’s case are unfortunately quite ill.”
“Am I to understand that all these children are yours?”
“Not all,” Spock Prime responded as he came into the room. “Osiris, T’Pal, Jolene and Andrew are mine, and of course you have already seen N’lar, Stonn, and Tasha.”
“We extend to you our congratulations on being a grandfather.”
Sarek managed a rather stunned, “thank you. But the situation does not seem optimal.”
“In what why, Father? I have ensured the children’s safety in this room and have opened up three more cabins for temporary guest use.”
“This is not a proper life plan.”
Spock Prime shrugged. “Vulcan women have been declared off limits, but others have been far more willing.”
“Do not tell me that all of this is because of what the council decreed!”
“It is the principle of the matter. By disallowing us they turn their backs on the aspects of our most deeply held philosophy.”
“And we felt IDIC was best served by doing rather than mere talk and pins on shirts,” Spock said.
“It is my hope that in time they will be judged not by their Vulcan heritage, but by the content of their characters.” Spock Prime defended further.
“Do you disagree with our conclusions, Father?”
“No, but, Spock, you have described yourself in a relationship surly she does not approve of this?”
“I have been faithful to Nyota. This was agreed on long before my first child was ever conceived.”
“As for myself I prefer an open partnership in my life at this time. This has been quite fulfilling,” Spock Prime said, kneeling down to separate Andrew and Stonn who were having a disagreement over a bright stuffed toy.
“I see.”
It was a bizarre situation no doubt of that Sarek thought as he looked around the room one more time. Still the children looked to be well fed, groomed, and seemed properly stimulated.
“Perhaps we should see to proper introductions then. It seems I have a lot of family to become acquainted with.”
The End