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Title: Handcuffs!
Words:260
Rating: PG for McCoy's dirty mouth
Pairing/Characters: Spock! McCoy! Possibly the start of Spock/McCoy
Summary: to quote the prompt..."The aliens of the planet Passive Aggressive decide that the best way to get Spock and McCoy to stop snarking at one another is to handcuff them together until said aliens approve of their mode of interaction."
Notes/Warnings: Cracky! Fill for [livejournal.com profile] boosette for the ' Tie Dr. McCoy to ALL the Things" comment fic-athon. Which is wonderful.
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"These goddamn backwards-"

"Your actions are not aiding the situation," Spock interrupted.

"Shut it Spock! I'm stuck with you so I'm allowed ten minutes to bitch," the doctor yanked at the cuffs and tried to increase the distance between them. It didn't work well.

"You have been 'bitching' for 32 minutes at this time....33 now," Spock said briskly.

"What the fuck ever. And how are you so calm you damn machine? This is shit and we're going to be held here for WHO KNOWS how long before Jim can sweet talk them out of this brilliant idea. Whole day wasted! Are you even listening anymore? Put that damn computer brain of yours to work and get us out of here. I have things to do, things like NOT being goddamn handcuffed to you"

Spock considered his companion a moment. After a moment he reached for the doctor's face and planted a firm and sound kiss on his lips, holding them both in place for a sufficient amount of time.

As Spock drew back McCoy stood sputtering in shock trying to get his words, or hell, his thoughts together.

"Is that sufficient?" Spock asked, ignoring McCoy and turning to the official guard who was watching and judging their actions.

"We are pleased," the guard began to undo their bonds.

"May the doctor return to the ship?"

"Yes, that would be acceptable."

"Spock to Enterprise, please beam up Doctor McCoy immediately."

McCoy felt the awful tingle of the transporter whisking him away. He arrived, gape mouthed and half bug-eyed on the transporter pad. He finally found his tongue again.

"DAMMIT SPOCK!"

They heard him all the way down in engineering.

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