Star Trek

Sleep or not?I'm going to go to bed. "

"You should put on a blanket, Jim, or you'll catch a cold."

Jim has closed his eyes, feeling the mattress next to him sink in slightly: "Okay I will... But, I have to warn you, I don't sleep well at night. I often wake up in the morning and find myself on the ground .So if you're sleeping well and I suddenly kick you or something, that's not my intention—probably not."

He seemed to hear a chuckle from the boy with pointed ears before slipping into sleep, of course, it could be his hallucination. "I know," Spock said. "Computer, turn off the lights."

5.【Spirk】White Lie

An apology means nothing.Maybe the apology is sincere, and the forgiveness may not be fake, but this has nothing to do with the degree of harmony in getting along in the future.

Jim does understand that his "friendship" with Spock - if they're going to be friends - still has a rough and long road ahead.

Sharing the same bed never interferes with the same bed and different dreams, they both sleep wrapped in their own quilts on the edge of the bed, and Jim is only thankful that he doesn't find himself on the floor the next day.On the other hand, in some ways—no, in a big way, Spock is still an arrogant little Vulcan bastard.Although his pedigree is not pure enough, titles such as the son of Sarek, the grandson of T'Pau, and the descendant of Surak are enough to give him a noble status, and because of his extraordinary learning talent, he even despises all existences whose IQ is inferior to his - of course, his Except mother.

In short, Spock despises him.That's it.

Jim had a bland breakfast, not only because of Vulcan's meager food, but also because of Spock's body language at the table mocking him for his lack of etiquette—God, seriously, he and he My brother is just a pair of wild weeds growing wild in a field in Iowa without a parent. Where are you going to learn some goddamn etiquette?

Of course, he would not vent these dissatisfaction openly on the breakfast table of the host family, and he understood this point.So Jim chose to keep his mouth shut.

In the middle of the meal, Amanda said: "Spock, Jim, what are you going to do today?"

Before Jim could recall the content of the arrangement, Spock had recited the itinerary fluently: "All children participating in the Vulcan-Earth exchange activities today will be led by Mr. Syran to visit the Vulcan Academy of Sciences and undergo an intelligence test. Mother, you don’t have to pick me up today, I can take the VSA-Embassy bus back.” After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jim, and seemed to add casually, “Jim and I.”

All right. Jim shrugged, deciding to keep silent.He buried his head in the bowl and finished the Plomeek soup in two or three gulps.

Damn Vulcan Soup.Damn Vulcan wood.

For all of Jim's bad impressions of Spock, he has to admit that one should never generalize a group with individual traits: there are of course great individuals among the Vulcans, like Syran.

He could see that Syran was excellent - as a young man of only 20 years old, he was actually able to lead this series of social activities related to two planets.He's tall, thin, with warm brown eyes (lighter than Spock's, Jim thought. No, he wouldn't be impressed by Spock's eye color), ridiculous Vulcan hair cut slightly shorter than the others Some, and it made him look bright.

Syran reminded him of Sam.Would it be the same if Sam had a Vulcan education? Jim had to admit, he missed his brother.Of course he sent a message to Sam about his participation in the summer camp, but of course Sam didn't reply to him.They're not on the same planet now—perhaps, not in a quadrant anymore.The two people who should have been closest to him in this world, mother and elder brother, are all running on their own trajectories, and may never intersect again.

"James, what are you thinking?" Syran interrupted his sad thoughts aloud.They are now in the exhibition hall of the Academy of Sciences, the light is dim, and holographic projections fan out around them everywhere they go. Syran looked down at him, brown eyes blinking curiously, "You're not interested in any of this?"

"Jim, please." The boy sighed, put away his absent-mindedness, "No, I just... thought of my mother." He looked at the beautiful spaceships in the projection, "I think she will love them."

"Your mother." Syran repeated the word, lost in thought, "As far as I know, she is an admirable captain. She could have chosen to stay in the Federation and be a glorious and supreme general, but she did not stop. Explore the universe."

"Yeah," Jim shrugged, "she wants to fulfill Daddy's last wish."

Syran's eyes seemed to gather some emotion, and his flat tone relaxed a little: "You have a pair of very good parents," he thought for a moment and added, "Jim."

The boy raised his face and smiled at him without saying much.

Walking forward and looking at the illustrated book of the Blue Seven Nebula on the left, Jim was so fascinated that he ran into another person—"Ah, sorry—" Jim looked up, and was a little surprised to find that it was Spock.This guy was obviously at the end of the line just now, wasn't he?When did the middle come?

Here the light is dimmer. Spock looked at him, eyes dark, not paying attention to the small impact just now: "You let him call you Jim."

"Who? Syran?"

"Exactly."

"so what?"

Spock was still staring at him. Jim rolled his eyes, is this wood angry because he didn't let him be called by his name?What's there to be angry about?

The boy turned sideways to let the children behind pass: "When people think another person is friendly, he can be allowed to call his name."

"So you think I'm unfriendly."

"Did I say that?" Jim didn't want to answer the question, especially when it was dark and Spock was staring at him like that.He honestly doesn't know if he wants to be friends with Spock or anything.

The 13-year-old Vulcan boy was still staring at him—or rather, examining him.Or check.

"Okay." The human boy was defeated again.He doesn't dare to look at Spock, looking away, "Do you know that you can be a really annoying jerk sometimes?"

"What's the point?" Spock wondered. Jim knew he really didn't understand.

"Let's put it this way—do you hate me?"

"No. If I continue to have a strong dislike for you, you will not be able to appear here intact."

"...ok, this is a terrible threat." Jim draws his voice, rubbing his face irritably, "So tell me, why are you always picking on me with your eyes—and some body movements? "

Look, the skills of getting along with people on earth.Say it, that's it.

"I'm not." Spock tilted his head, "I'm just observing the difference between humans and Vulcans, and I'm... getting used to your presence." He said softly, "During the 13.3 years I've lived , never had a companion or...playmate."

"Playmate?" Jim's eyes widened. "You mean, do you want to be friends with me?"

Spock finds his blue eyes glowing differently in the nebula's light and shadow, which makes him nervous unconsciously: "If you prefer that kind of rhetoric."

"That's not the case with friends." Spock notices that Jim now looks happy at his words (human emotions are so fickle).The human boy gave him a gentle thump on the shoulder, which made Spock's body stiff for a moment, but Jim didn't notice; Jim laughed. "Look, that's how a friend should be."

"Very human way," Spock commented, not responding to his physical overtures the way Jim expected.

"Come on bro, give me a high five or something?"

"I'm not your brother. Besides, frequent physical contact is frowned upon by Vulcans."

"Well, DoastheVulcansdo." Jim pouted in disappointment, "Nasty little Vulcan bastard." But his attention was quickly drawn to the image of a simulated planet exploding ahead.

"No," Spock replied, very quietly, not expecting Jim to hear, "You don't want to know what the real... 'Vulcan bastard' was like."

6.【Spirk】White Lie

Chapter Five

Even if he didn't hear exactly what Spock said when he visited the pavilion that day, Jim can understand it now: Compared with what real Vulcan kids can do, Spock's previous "asshole behavior" is pure and cute like a little angel.Of course, it's not like Spock is like an angel in his mind or anything - those green pointy ears are so stupid.real.

After passing the IQ test the other day Jim was sorted to be younger than his age