Title: Damn Plot Bunnies!
Author: Ster Julie
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Rating: PG
Part 1 of 1
Summary: Amanda and Baby Spock find themselves in a field full of plot
bunnies! (This story came from a very weird place!) Sequel to the flashback scene in "Pockie
Sick!"
-ooOoo-
Amanda wasn't sure where she was. The blue, blue sky and the green, green
grass just screamed Earth to her, but she didn't remember ever being on such
and odd farm before.
At least, she thought it was a farm.
All she knew was that her precious toddler was crawling in the grass, chasing
after a variety of rabbits. Each rabbit was calmly sitting in the soft
vegetation, chewing on the long stalks.
"Wait a minute," she thought, "that's not grass. Those are
carrot tops!" Amanda moved closer to the plants. She saw that
each rabbit was wearing a sign around its neck, and each sign bore different
messages.
The sign on the first rabbit seemed to be written in code. It read,
"Family Stories: angst, h/c." As Amanda puzzled out the
meaning of the sign, she noticed that several of these carrots had been
uprooted and bore baby teeth prints where Spock had nibbled on them.
A near-by rabbit wore a sign which read, "Baby Stories: humor." Amanda was please to see that there were
many more of these carrots nibbled.
Farther away was a rabbit with a sign that read, "Childhood Stories:
angst, child endangerment, character death." Amanda was dismayed to
see several of these carrots eaten as well.
"Teenage years," read the next sign, followed by "Leaving
Home."
Amanda blinked. Not only the rabbits were increasing, well, like rabbits,
but her little boy was not so little anymore. As he moved from rabbit to
rabbit and carrot patch to carrot patch, Spock began to age.
When he got to a large pile marked "Adult Years: Pon Farr,
Romance," Spock was an adult, and drop-dead gorgeous, in Amanda's ever-so-proud, motherly opinion. As she moved closer,
she could see her precious son sorting the numerous carrots into two piles,
then these into even smaller piles. She could see that Spock had labeled each pile, The signs on the larger piles
read, "Fair skin, blonde, blue eyes," "Dark skin, black hair,
brown eyes," "Auburn hair, blue eyes," and "Blonde, hazel
eyes." A much smaller pile read, "Vulcanoid."
"Hmmm," Amanda thought, "my son will have many love
interests. But why not? Just look at how
handsome he is!"
Spock moved to one last bunny. It was sitting at the edge of the field,
away from the rest. Its colorings were unusual, its ear formation and fur
different. It was so beautiful to look at yet, at the same time, so very
frightening. "Messianic Paradigm," read the sign. Spock
very deliberately pulled one of these carrots and resolutely moved it toward
his mouth.
"No!"
Amanda leaped forward and stayed her son's hand. His warm brown gaze met
hers. "I must do this, Mother," he said and he took a deliberate
bite. "The needs of the many demand it." Spock leaned
down and kissed her cheek warmly before his eyes rolled back in his head and he
fell to the grass. Dead.
"NO!" Amanda screamed. She frantically dropped to her knees and
frantically searched the area for a carrot labeled
"Resurrection." Finding it, she gave a mighty tug, pulled it
from the ground and put a piece into her dead son's mouth.
Nothing.
"C'mon, Baby!" she cried, putting in more carrot, "come back to
me. Come back to Mama!"
Nothing.
She tried again and again to awaken her beautiful boy.
Nothing.
Amanda espied the carrot had eaten, the one labeled
"Death." If her son was dead, then how could she ever go on
living? She grabbed it and moved it resolutely to her own mouth.
"No!"
Amanda felt a strong, warm hand staying her own. Spock's gentle brown gaze met
hers.
"Spock!"
Sarek turned on a small bedside lamp. "Aduna?" he called.
"What troubles thee?"
Amanda ignored her husband and padded to Spock's crib. The infant was
sleeping peacefully. She placed a soft kiss on the baby's downy head.
Amanda returned to bed and pressed herself back against Sarek. Through
the bond he could sense was had occurred during her nightmare.
"Carrots!" Amanda said softly.
"That was the only new food Spock had yesterday. He must be allergic
to carrots." She patted Sarek's arm. "Mystery
solved," she announced quietly. "Go back to sleep."
Amanda thought back over the dream - the plethora of rabbits, the waving sea of
carrot tops, and the piles and piles of nibbled carrots. She closed her
eyes and mumbled right before she fell asleep.
"Damn plot bunnies!"
END