Title: The Day Spock Learned to Dance
Author: Ster Julie
Contact: sterjulie@yahoo.com; http://sterjulie.bravehost.com
Series: TOS
Part: 1 of 1
Rating: G
Codes: Spock, Sarek, Amanda (Young Spock)
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Summary: Little Spock learns to dance on one of Sarek's trips offworld.
--ooOoo--
Prelude
Spock stepped out of the Vulcan diplomatic shuttle and was greeted by the
Polusian delegation. He stepped to the waiting dignitaries and offered
the ta'al.
"Greetings of peace and prosperity to the people of Polus V," Spock
intoned. "I am Ambassador Spock of Vulcan. I come to
serve."
"Peace to you, Spock of Vulcan!" Honored Delegate Loenus
replied. "I see the prediction I made to your father regarding you
100 years ago has truly come to pass!"
Spock was puzzled. "I do not remember ever visiting Polus V before,
Honored Delegate."
"Spock!" Loenus grinned. "I was here the day you learned
to dance!"
--ooOoo--
Amanda was pleasantly surprised to find her toddler son sitting so attentively
during the lengthy cultural presentation on Polus V. Young Spock's eyes
were big as the proverbial saucers as he watched how the dancing young
Polusians shook their heads, stomped their feet and clapped their hands
rhythmically. His baby lips pursed in a perfect O as the tempo sped up,
yet the children moved as one without a misstep.
Suddenly, Spock launched himself from Amanda's lap and moved to the head of the
group of dancers. With jerky, hesitant steps, Spock kicked up his feet,
shook his head and clapped his pudgy hands with youthful exuberance.
A roar of approval sounded through the native throng, which startled the baby
and sent him scurrying back into the arms of his father. Sarek held his
son, radiating both disapproval of Spock's disobedience of the missive to stay
with Amanda, and pleasure that Spock's motor skills were developing so quickly.
"Sarek!" declared Loenus, the newly-appointed Honored Delegate of
Polus V. "I see you are already grooming the next Vulcan ambassador.
Sarek looked at his small son, now peeking shyly at the still-smiling crowd,
and wondered if Spock would indeed follow in his footsteps, as he had followed
in Skon's footsteps.
"We shall see, Honored Delegate," Sarek replied. We shall see.
--ooOoo--
Postlude
Spock sat quietly attentive as the lengthy Polusian cultural presentation
continued. Part of his mind was searching his earliest memories of his
first visit to Polus V, but he was unsuccessful.
That is, he was unsuccessful until the children's dance group took the stage,
shaking their heads, stomping their feet and clapping their hands
rhythmically. The percussive beat of the children's actions and the
silvery tinkle of the delicate chimes that adorned their headdresses, cuffs and
leggings triggered a long-buried memory.
Spock stood and the children stopped dancing. Spock echoed the children's
rhythm by clapping his hands. The children giggled and resumed their
dancing along with Spock, who was sandwiched between two tiny urchins.
The crowd of adults "Ahhed!" and fluttered their hands in
approval. When finished, Spock resumed his place on the dais next to
Loenus.
"One hundred years ago," Loenus began, "a pledge of peace was
signed by representatives of Polus V and Vulcan. This baby boy," he
said as he pointed at Spock, which caused the children to giggle loudly,
"danced with our children, showing respect for our culture. His
return here today proves that that respect continues. May we see many
more days of peace and mutual respect."
-
Spock sat before the shuttle's vidscreen and made his report to his father.
"All went well on Polus V, my son?" Sarek asked.
"Very well indeed, Father," Spock replied. He paused a long
moment before continuing. "I did not realize that I had visited this
planet ever before."
"You were very small, my son," Sarek answered. "It was on
Polus V that you first learned to dance."
"So I was told, my father," Spock replied. "So I was
told."
FIN