Tish Hokni'es Kwi'shoret // Spirk

Chapter 2: An Illogical Pairing (This Is All Wrong)

Spock wasn't counting the days, or hours, or seconds. His food consumption did not go down 12.3 percent. He didn't know that I'd been exactly 15 days, 3 hours, 24 minutes and approximately 24 seconds since his father took up the task of finding a suitable mate. No, that would be illogical.

And the way his heart beat just a millisecond faster then normal when given the news of a match was just a coincidence.

"Her name is T'pring." He announces soon after Spock arrives home from school.

Spock recognizes the name but does not speak right away, he first makes sure his thoughts were clear and voice even. "We are acquainted."

Sarek nods. "I was made aware."

"When will the ceremony commence?"

"Two days time."

Now both men nod, concluding the conversation and returning to their previous activities.

"Come on now, is that all you two have to say on the situation?" Amanda walks into the room casually, as if she wasn't just eavesdropping.

   "Yes." Sarek answers. "There are no other details that needed to be addressed in this very moment."  

Spock easily recognized the scornful face his mother was making, and what it meant. She used it very few times, only when she wished to speak to her mate...alone. This was Spock's que to leave. "I wish to be excused. There is an assignment that needs my immediate attention."

Sarek nods. "You are dismissed."

Spock walks quietly to his room, sits on the floor, and takes out his PADD, for there really was an assignment, Vulcans do not lie.

    He had every intention of completing his work, but one glance at the first question and Spock knew his mind was not in peak concentration mode. Forcing his brain to calculate while in such a state would not be beneficial for anyone.

   As quickly as he grabbed his PADD, Spock sets it aside. There were other things on his mind, more urgent, illogical things.

In approximately 48 hours his mind was to he joined with another. The dark void in Spock's mind soon to be filled with T'Prings presence.

T'Pring, he ponders. She was a year younger than himself. Spock would occasionally she her in the halls of school, or on his way home.

She was pretty - scientifically - her features pleasantly symmetrical and of a healthy, average build. T'Pring will do just fine.

~ 2 Days Later ~

T'Pring arrived punctually, dawning identical ceremonial robes with Spock. She crossed the threshold with an air of elegance and poise. Her parents closely followed.

Spock greets her with a polite nod, escorting her into the living area where T'Pau and his own parents were already seated.

"The intended have arrived. We shall begin." T'Pau stands, signally everyone else to do so as well. "Greetings to everyone present. We are gathered on these sands for the bonding of Spock and T'Pring." She turns towards Sarek. "Sarek, son of Skon, is your child of age for bonding?"