That's what you get: How they got together

Promp: How did Spock and Snape get together?

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They were at it again. Harry groaned and slumped in his seat, rubbing his temples.

“This is getting ridiculous.” Uhura sighed. “You’d think that after a year, they’d realize that they have unresolved sexual tension and just get it over with.”

The two sat in the library/study of the ship.

The worst part is that it’s the same argument they’ve been having all week. The teen signed. The caption had mad it mandatory that every member of his crew learn at least the basics of the language, thinking it would be a great advantage in the field.

Uhura, being the Communications officer and linguist, picked it up quickly. She was the only person, other than his guardian; he could hold a whole conversation with.

“The one about Butterfly Weed?”

Harry nodded.They’ve moved past properties and are on what potions it should be used in.

“Snape should have never given him that book to read.”

The teen gave one of his hissing, gurgling laughs. I think he misses arguing. I don’t put up much of a fight when it comes to Potions, except when I have to take them.

“So he’s just picking a fight to fight?”

Harry shook his head.No he genially thinks Spock’s wrong, he just misses someone giving him ideas. Give it a few more days to hash things out.

“If you say so.”

 

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A few more days did NOTHING other than change the topic of the two’s discussion.

This is getting totally out of hand. Harry told Uhura. Something needs to be done.

“Short of locking them in a room together, there’s nothing we get do.”

The two looked at each other and grinned. That’s it! Uhura you’re a genius! He took off down the hall to the main deck, the communications officer hot on his heels.

“- Don’t care if you think he’s wrong, I don’t know anything on the subject.” Kirk growled as they entered the room. “And I don’t want anything to do with it.”

Spock did his version of a pout and walked away.

“Captain?” Uhura asked cautiously. Kirk was tricky to handle on a good day, but he was already irritated at his Vulcan friend.

“I have such a head ache.” Kirk said, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Harry laughed and walked up behind the man and began massaging his neck.

“Oh thank you Harry.” The Capitan leaned back into the skilled hands. “What can I do for you two?”

“Well Harry and I have an idea.” Uhura said. “About Snape and Spock.”

This got everyone’s attention.

“Seriously?”

“You mean they’ll stop fighting?”

“Dose it involve super gluing their mouths shut?”

“That’s actually a good idea.” Kirk chuckled before turning back to the woman. “What did you have in mind?”

“Lock them in a closet together.” Uhura said matter of factly.

“They’d kill each other!”

“No they won’t, they’ll end up fucking like bunny rabbits.”

“Either way they’ll stop fighting.” Kick said. “Do it.”

 

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Severus Snape grumbled as he searched through the janitorial closet at the end of the hall from the rooms he shared with his charge.

Damn the brat for spilling his drink everywhere. And damn him for not making sure they had the adequate materials to clean such a mess.

“What are you doing?”

The Potions Master nearly groaned. Of all the people on this manmade monstrosity, it had to be Spock that found him ruffling threw cleaning supplies.

“Harry spilled his tea. And since the boy likes entirely too much sugar in his drink, the carpets in our rooms are sticky.”

“Ah,” Spock stepped into the room and plucked a bottle off the shelf. “You’ll want this one then.”

Suddenly, the door was shut. And they were locked in darkness.

“I’m going to kill that boy!”

 

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It had been six hours since they’d locked the two men in the storage cupboard on the third corridor. Someone went by every hour to make sure they hadn’t killed each other yet but would usually leave rolling their eyes.

“No one’s heard anything the last couple of hours.” Kirk whispered as he stood outside the door with Uhura and Harry. “Should we check?”

Harry nodded and opened the door and peeking in. Before both of the others could see inside, Harry slammed the door and stepped away wide eyed.

“What?” Uhura asked the traumatized boy, opening the door for herself.

On the floor lay the two equally naked men, Snape buried deep in Spock.

“Oh, sweetie!” She pulled Harry into a hug. “Come on, Scotty always has the best tea.”