spock: break down these walls

Fic: Candle

Title: Candle
Author: igrockspock
Fandom: Star Trek reboot
Pairing/character: Spock, but not quite gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Originally written and posted to yahtzee63's Journey to Drabble challenge

Summary: For this plan, Spock will need a candle




In the 4 years, 7 months, and 264 days he has lived on Earth, he has avoided human commercial establishments. Shopping for recreation is not a Vulcan past time, and when he has needed goods for his home, he has ordered them from a Vulcan retailer. Now, though, he needs an item which serves no logical purpose, and he must therefore venture into a human store. Not only is the store cluttered with useless objects, its lay-out is highly inefficient, forcing shoppers to wander through cavernous aisles in order to locate the goods they need. Furthermore, the employees seem determined to avoid assisting the clientele. Three times Spock is on the verge of asking for help, and each time the blue-shirted employee dashes away on seemingly urgent business. Not even in his conflicted boyhood has he felt so immersed in illogic. Still, he feels no doubt about the purpose of this endeavor.

After 20 minutes, he locates what he is looking for -- a decorative candle. Many decorative candles, in fact. More varieties than he can count in a single glance, stacked on shelves that span the whole length of the aisle. His research did not prepare him for this dilemma, and he wonders if it would be better to return to his living quarters and send a message to his mother. But he rejected that option when he began his research several weeks ago. Discussing the situation with Amanda would, of course, have been been far more efficient than the hours he has spent watching movies and surreptitiously reading women's magazines, but what he is doing must be done alone. This is perhaps not a logical decision, but what he intends to do is not logical to begin with.

Paradoxically -- but somewhat reassuringly -- logic can be of assistance even in an illogical situation. Like a cartographer mapping a previously uncharted world, he moves systematically down the aisle, surveying each candle carefully. Some are scented while others are not; some are thin, elegant tapers and some are squat but intricately carved pillars. Scented candles might conflict with the flavors of the meal he intends to prepare, he reasons, and even his careful observation has not allowed him to determine what aroma she might prefer. This realization enables him to eliminate a full 51% of the selection. Next, he eliminates the shorter, fatter candles; empirical data from the romantic films he has viewed indicate that long, tapering candles are more frequently employed in romantic dinners than their wider cousins, which appear to be primarily used for decoration. Finally, he settles on two plain, white candles and simple glass holders. They will, he believes, convey the right impression.

Now he is ready for his final task: learning to cook her favorite meal. He believes this task will take 2 to 4 weeks, not very long in comparison to the 6.2 months he has already required to identify his feelings and resolve to act on them. It is, however, potentially long enough for her resistance to Cadet Kirk to crumble. He resolves to learn to cook a bit faster.
"Not only is the store cluttered with useless objects, its lay-out is highly inefficient, forcing shoppers to wander through cavernous aisles in order to locate the goods they need. Furthermore, the employees seem determined to avoid assisting the clientele."

Wow. I hadn't thought Wal-Mart would still be around two hundred years from now. What a sad prospect. LOL

"He has spent [hours] watching movies and surreptitiously reading women's magazines."

That is so sweet! Ah, the terrors and tourtures he's willing to go through!

That last paragraph is probably my favourite bit. Gosh, this WHOLE thing is my favourite. Excellent!
Ha! I was actually thinking of Ikea when I wrote this, but Wal-Mart fits too. *shudder*


I'm glad you enjoyed the piece :)
oh god. how did i miss this the first time around?

Discussing the situation with Amanda would, of course, have been been far more efficient than the hours he has spent watching movies and surreptitiously reading women's magazines

LOL!! Spock doing research XD *iz ded*
Aaaww, that's so adorable! And the idea of Spock shopping is just hilarious. :D
Not only is the store cluttered with useless objects, its lay-out is highly inefficient, forcing shoppers to wander through cavernous aisles in order to locate the goods they need. Furthermore, the employees seem determined to avoid assisting the clientele.

Oh, how well I know that feeling... Spock's not alone in hating to shop. :)
he has spent watching movies and surreptitiously reading women's magazines

LMAO, this right here could produce some hilarious fic or straight up crackfic!

... 2 to 4 weeks .... potentially long enough for her resistance to Cadet Kirk to crumble

Silly Spock, that ain't nevah gonna happen, lol.

I love this; it's so refreshing read a fic where Spock is initiating the relationship!
Thank you! I enjoy fics where Uhura makes the first move, but I am partial to a more decisive Spock.
AWWW, this was so cute! The mental image of Spock shopping for candles was cute enough to make me melt but the end paragraph just made it all even cuter! I loved this :)
Thank you! The ending was kind of a throwaway when I wrote it, but I'm glad it worked for so many people.
Yay! Spock finally figured it out! Good for him to not seek his mother's counsel. Great story!
I love the depth of detail you imagined here. It's perfect.
Thank you! I just taught the sensory detail unit to my writing class, so maybe it rubbed off on me.
This is a great fluffic! I adore the idea of Spock researching movies and magazines to make some sense out of the illogical function of a candle-lit dinner! Great job.