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Jim stood in Spock's doorway, leaning against the frame. "Hello Kirk." He paused. "How'd you know it was me!?" Spock turned around, looking at Jim. But before he could speak, a bark came from the hallway. "Is that.. what I think it is?" Spock cocked an eyebrow. "She Spock, she. And her name is feathers." Jim stated, looking quite proud. The small dog came running into the room, trying to jump on Jim. "It is highly illogical to name a dog feathers.." He sighed, looking at the yappy furball. "Yes, that's why I like it!" Jim smiled. It wasn't a smirk, it was a sweet, yet mischievous smile. Feathers then turned her attention to Spock, now trying to jump on the Half-Vulcan. "What am I supposed to do?" Spock questioned, trying to hide the panic. "Pick her up!" Jim chuckled, as Spock failed trying to pick up Feathers multiple times, each time quite different from the others. Finally, when he picked her up, Jim clapped as if Spock had just accomplished something amazing. Suddenly, Feathers began licking Spock's face. "Why is she.. licking me?" "She's giving you kisses!"
