Spock set down the tricorder and cautiously

Spock set down the tricorder and cautiously approached the gelatinous quivering blue mound. Pushing his fingers into the quivering blue flesh, he intoned "My mind to your mind,

my thoughts to your thoughts. What's this?" Spock's ears twitched. He pushed a bit more and a rare smile crept onto his serious face. The blue gelatinous mound quivered. Spock

licked the gelatinous mound. Yep, sure enough - it was a giant vodka jello square & it was sentient. Spock placed his hands on the mound. Merging thoughts. "Paa.. Paar .. Paartaaay

!" As Spock drank/ate the jello-shot he thought, "Maybe it'll be different this time."

Like the time Saavik had been so hot for him- and he *ucked up. *hit had oddly gone south when she said: "We need to discuss what happened with us." & he gave her a hand sanitizer.

"The hidden 28 pages have been declassified and declawed, so we have to flee. But where to?", Saavik asked. Lolita replied, "thn,n,n,nN,,,,,Nnñn

"I'm sorry Lolita, I don't speak gibberish." Saavik said. Lolita's face was slumped down on one side and she wasn't able to lift her arms. Saavik realised that it was a heart attac

k. He was wrong. "Stroke, stroke," Lolita tried to tell him, but Saavik was too busy performing mouth to mouth resuscitation on her to notice. Thinking he was fresh, she slapped at

the countless tentacles that were freely roaming her body as Saavik lost his to their ferocity. Then she remembered it. I was her body protecting itself. She was She, after all.