Sequel to "Binky Baby"

"From what I understand," the ensign shrugged helplessly, "It works like some sort of fountain of youth. The locals help bring the old here, so that they can experience youth again before they die. It lasts for a week."

"So, Spock should be good in a week?" Jim asked, just to make sure.

"As long as there aren't complications, yes."

"Complications?"

"With Commander Spock's physiology being so vastly different from this race, it could affect him differently."

"Great," Jim sighed. That wasn't exactly what he had wanted to hear. He turned to the little boy poking inquisitively at a large flower. "Spock! Spock, don't eat that, we don't know if it's edible."

Spock rolled his eyes. He had a bad habit of doing that. Jim wondered if he'd learned it from his mother. "I was not planning on consuming it, Captain. I was merely curious as to how it reproduces. There is no pollen that I can see."

"Spock, we've talked about this. You're three. Please refrain from using words like "reproduce", okay? It creeps me out."

"I apologize if my superior intellect makes you uncomfortable."

"You're a cheeky little shit. I'm glad you grow out of that. Are you ready to go back up to the ship? It looks like you're stuck like this for a week."

"I am still not certain if you are correct about my current state. It seems unlikely to me."

"Yah, whatever. Just go with it, okay?"

"I shall endeavor to do so, Captain."

Jim touched his communicator, "Captain to Scotty. Three to beam up."

Spock took off as soon as they'd energized and Jim had to scurry to keep up, "Hey, wait! Where are you going? Spock!"

Spock sent him a glare, "I am in need of the restroom, Captain."

"Oh, oh!" Jim blushed, which wasn't something Jim did often. Captain James T. Kirk did not blush. "I'll just, um. Leave you to it."

Spock nodded and then paused, "Could you show me the way?"

"This way, kid."

"Captain, if I am to believe that I am in all actuality a member of this crew, is it not inappropriate to refer to me in such a manner?"

"Can't you just talk like a kid? Just for a little while? Please?"

"I do not see the logic in such behaviors."

Jim whined. "You joke, you know. Like, it's never real obvious, but you joke now. So, in case you're wondering, it wouldn't kill you. There's the bathroom."

Spock disappeared inside, only to reappear seconds later. His tiny little pointed ears turned deep green, "Um, Captain?"

"Yes, Spock?"

"Could you… I require your assistance."

Jim blinked, "With peeing?"

The green spread further, darkening Spock's cheeks, "I cannot reach."

"You can't –oh! Um." Jim grimaced and then followed Spock into the bathroom, "I hope you don't remember any of this when you're older. I hope I don't remember any of this when you're older."