Title: Memories
Author: rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura
Rating: G
Series: TOS
Part: NEW
Summary: Valentine Drabble- Uhura takes a trip down memory lane and
in the end find something new.
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Memories
Uhura stepped into her quarters to dress for the ship's Valentine
party. She fingered a beautiful, vintage red dress that once
belonged to her beloved grandmother. It was bequeathed and sent to
her following the funeral she could not attend on earth.
A small tear escaped as the dress enveloped her, recalling sweet
endearments. As memories of the dress swaying to the magic of her
grandfather's violin bow, Uhura noticed a package with a note.
"Ms. Uhura, please accept this humble gift I was able to find on the
Enterprises' last layover.
-Spock
"Red shoes! Are you serious?" she smiled.
Title: Hypothesis and Conclusions
Author: Rolletti
Pairing: Spock/Uhura
Rating: R
Series: TOS
Part: NEW: Drabble
Summary: Chocolate, hypothesis need I say more?
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"Ms. Uhura if I may have a word with you in private."
"Yes, Spock?"
"I overheard a conversation between you and Ms. Chapel two days ago and..."
"I'm sure you did."
"You were discussing the pleasurable outcome of eating a candy."
"Candy? Oh you mean the chocolate my mother sent."
"Ah, yes. You said it was better than sex. My hypothesis disagrees with that, and I would like to dispute your comment."
"Oh, no you see it's just a figure of…you want to dispute it?"
Four hours later Uhura was quivering, panting and still gripping the sheets.
"My mistake Spock."
Title: Et Tu Spock?
Author: Rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura, McCoy
Rating: G
Series: TOS
Part: NEW
Summary: Drabble, Spock's grocery list has drastically changed.
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McCoy stood in the commissary watching Spock as he pondered over a number of objects looking slightly confused. He walked over and saw what Spock was looking at and grinned at the Vulcan's dilemma.
//How many times have I seen men in here with that same expression. It would seem even Vulcan's are gullible. Uhura…//
"Need some help Spock?"
"No, thank you. I have no need of your assistance."
McCoy chuckled when he saw a blushing Spock quickly make his selection and stand in line with an armful of sanitary pads; with and without wings, overnight, thin and ultra thin.
Title: Duck, Duck Goose
Author: Rolletti
Pairing: Spock/Uhura
Rating: G
Series: TOS
Part: NEW Drabble
Summary: Sometimes it's hard being a girl.
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Uhura has a problem she can't solve on her own so buzzed the door adjacent to her quarters.
"Hi Spock, could you help me with my zipper? It's stuck."
She did not see his eyes blink twice as she turned her back to him.
"Perhaps Ms. Chapel or Ms. Rand can help you with this."
"You'd have me go all the way to the next level to get Christine to do this? And you know Janice is helping the Captain ready for the party. Come on, Spock, I'm the only female on this floor."
"But isn't it Mr. Scott's turn?"
Title: Biography
Author: Rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura
Rating: PG
Series: TOS
Part: NEW
Summary: Drabble: Spock and Uhura learn something new about the crew.
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"Nyota, why are you bringing that PADD? Surely what ever you are reading can wait until we get back."
"Oh, Spock, but you should just read what some of the crew are writing about us. Several of them are very good at this fan fiction. Did you know we had fans, I didn't."
"May I see that? Where did you find these?" Spock said, using his speed reading skills.
"I was surfing the system when there was nothing to do and found them."
"Hmm. This isn't fiction. Look, the erotic sex is very accurate. Someone has been spying on us."
Title: Truth In Dreams
Author: Rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura
Rating: G
Genre: Drabble
Part: NEW
Summary: Uhura has secrets
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"Spock NO, don't go!"
"Ms. Uhura, are you alright? Answer me! I am coming in."
On route to his quarters after a late night of chess, Spock heard Uhura scream.
He hit the over-ride button to let himself in and found her sitting up in bed looking confused. After looking around to confirm there were no intruders, he assumed she had a bad dream. Slowly he sat down next to her in order not to frighten.
"Ms Uhura, wake up."
Uhura was not fully awake as she leaned against Spock, "Darling, Is T'Pring gone?"
He was too stunned to react
Title: Secret Admirer
Author: Rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura
Rating: G
Genre: Drabble
Summary: Spock tells Uhura that he admires her…in his own way.
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Secret Admirer
Spock saw Uhura in the commissary looking at a box of hair dye and wondered if she intended on buying it for herself.
He stood in the isle behind her and watched as he made his own selections. He admired her beauty, her regal features, soft and beautiful.
Uhura held the dye close to her uncut hair and turned to admire the color in the mirror. She looked beyond her image and saw she had an admirer.
Spock held her eyes as he made his way towards her and whispered, "I believe your natural color is most becoming."
Title: Oh No, It's Nothing
Author: Rolletti
Codes: Spock/Uhura
Rating: G
Genre: Drabble
Summary: Spock wonders why Uhura is sighing so excessively
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Uhura sighed once too many as she sat next to Spock. She agreed to watch twentieth century sitcoms with him to get a better grasp on the complex emotion, humor.
"Nyota is something wrong?"
"No." she smiled
Spock returned to the screen and his studies when he heard her sigh again.
"Nyota, something is wrong, what is it?"
"It's nothing really."
He raised an indignant brow that spoke volumes.
"Well," she said a bit agitated. "Why do we have to watch twentieth century commercials and infomercials? Really Spock, Ronco? What man would spray black hair paint on their bald spot?
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