69. Rain

69. Rain

Spock looked up from his reports and locked his eyes on McCoy who was reading a data pad on the bed next to Jim.

"Doctor... What is that?"

"What Spock?" McCoy looked up and frowned in confusion but Jim smiled from where he'd given up on his reports and was instead messing around with a model starcraft.

"The song, Bones. He wants to know what you're humming."

"Oh." McCoy shrugged. "Been stuck in my head all day for some reason. It's an old song from a musical called Singing in the Rain."

Spock looked less than convinced so Jim jumped in. "Singing in the rain, just singing in the rain, what a glorious feeling I'm happy again..."

Spock looked even more confused and McCoy couldn't resist joining in. "I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above, the sun's in my heart, and I'm ready for love..."

They both dissolved into laughter as the Vulcan cocked an eyebrow. "...A rather... odd song."

"Musicals aren't meant to be logical Spock. They're supposed to be whimsical and odd." McCoy nudged Jim. "I think I have a copy lying around my quarters."

The younger man lit up but Spock quickly added. "Not until we have finished our reports."

Later, as they were settling down in McCoy's room, the captain muttered to his science officer. "I've never seen Bones get into paperwork so fast."

"Indeed." There was a twinkle in Spock's eyes as he thought about Jim's equally excited pace. "There may be something to these musicals after all."