Title: The Choice
Author: Ruth White
Words: 451
Fandom: TOS
Rating: G
Summary:
Sarek chooses their holiday in a traditional manner.
Disclaimer: The characters of Sarek and Amanda belong to
"Amanda, it is illogical." Sarek frowned slightly, his arms crossed
in front of his chest.
"Yes, but it is a system that works. You must admit you did enjoy the trip
to Risa." Amanda smiled up at him as she spread the star chart out onto
the table.
"True," Sarek agreed reluctantly. "It is still not the most
logical way of deciding a vacation spot."
"Sarek," she sighed. "If we went about it in the 'logical' way,
half the holiday would be wasted on discussion."
"That only occurred the first year we were married," Sarek reminded
her.
"Which is why I came up with this way." Amanda handed him the little
yellow counter. "Now, close your eyes. It's your turn this year."
Sarek did as he was bid. He felt her turning him around three times, during
which she guided him slightly to one side. Sarek conjured up an image of the
chart in his mind's eye. In spite of her subtle attempt to throw him off, Sarek
knew exactly where he was in relation to the chart. The gentle rustle of paper
behind him brought him up short. She had moved the map!
Now, he had no idea where the counter was going to land. He disliked leaving
the choice purely to chance. It simply was not logical. He had planned on his
own internal map to guide him, but Amanda had neatly sabotaged that.
Sarek considered some of the random places they had chosen over the years and
shuddered inwardly. Amanda might have enjoyed summer on Aesgard but he had only
narrowly escaped frostbite. Conversely, he'd found Dante pleasantly warm while
Amanda had nearly perished from heatstroke.
So how was he to choose? Then triumph surged through him as the answer
presented itself to him. He flipped the counter, tossing it high into the air
over his shoulder. He turned and watched the yellow disc sail through the air,
spinning end over end to miss the table entirely and land on the floor.
"Oh you missed!" Amanda exclaimed. "You'll have to throw
again."
"On the contrary, aduna, that would be against the rules. The choice has
been made," Sarek responded levelly, a small smile lifting the corner of
his mouth.
"But, it didn't hit anything," Amanda said, giving him a puzzled
frown.
"The rules state that, whatever planet the counter lands on is the one
chosen for our holiday," Sarek stated as he wrapped his arms around his
wife. "This year, we stay at home."
Amanda smiled as she lifted her face up to be kissed. "See, I told you it
was the best way."
As he obliged her, Sarek found himself in total agreement.