Title: Decoration Day
Author: Ster Julie
Codes: TOS; S/Mc; written for Spiced Peaches
Summary: McCoy does some special decorating while observing Memorial Day
A/N: Dedicated to those who served in uniform and those civilians who served on the home
front, like my sweet Mama, a real "Rosie the Riveter."
this observance called, Leonard?
by, oh, let's say many names since its inception, Spock. Two that come to mind
are "Decoration Day" and "Memorial Day."
are we commemorating?
when you are deliberately obtuse, you overgrown jackrabbit! Get serious. This is a serious celebration.
like an oxymoron.
suppose you're right. Well, on the Old Earth calendar, Decoration Day fell at
the end of the month of May, late spring. At that time of the year, all the snow
is past and everything is green and blooming. Burial plots were trimmed and weeded,
then decorated with flowers.
name is a logical one.
that—humans being logical. I sure you'd consider that another oxymoron.
… What? No quick repartee?
always said to choose my battles wisely.
graves decorated as you described, Leonard?
To an extent. Special attention was given to those who were in the military, especially those who
fell in the line of duty.
sides in a conflict given equal treatment?
"All sides"? As in those who died in the War of Northern Aggression?
it was called the Civil War.
nothing civil about war, Spock.
your question, yeah, eventually all soldiers were honored, and civilian patriots besides.
I mean a person didn't wake up one morning and decide, "I think I will fight for the bad guys today." People didn't fight unless they either 1.) believed in their
cause, or 2.) were conscripted into service.
But I digress.
Smart ass. Memorial Day evolved into a commemoration of the dead, a chance to say thank you to
those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
of what you said has explained why we are carrying a cooler into this cemetery. Are
we going to picnic at your father's grave again?
this time, Spock. We're going to the Veteran's Memorial. My Great Grandpappy Hiram McCoy lost his three older brothers in the Romulan War. I like to visit my uncles and say thanks to them whenever I get a chance.
Here we are. Observe and learn.
you poured five portions of liquor, Leonard?
silently, Spock. Let's raise a glass in honor of Uncle Hattie, Uncle Jack, Uncle
Tom and all their shipmates who died in the war that brought us peace with the Romulans, uneasy though it may be. May we never forget their sacrifice, and may we be forever grateful.
raise a glass in honor of all those who sacrificed on the home front in time of war.
raise a glass to all those who work for peace in our galaxy.
for ya, Spock?
you know that this is the finest example of sippin' whiskey. It's pure liquid
liquid fire, Doctor. I believe my esophagus has rotted through.
has your great … grandpappy's name on it.
great, great grandpappy was a bit of a joker. He named his boys Hiram, Jack,
Tom and Hattie.
I do not
understand the joke.
Not surprising. Hiram and Jack were named for two whiskeys—Hiram Walker and Jack Daniels. Tom was named after the title character in the book …
*Eeeeh* Wrong. "Uncle Tom's Cabin." And Hattie was named
for the famous feud.
feud? He must have been teased mercilessly.
why he went by the name "Hattie."
you intend to do with the other three portions of whiskey?
it for them.
deserve it. Say, help me clean up, willya, Spock?
what do you think of my guy? His name is Spock and he's real special to me. He drives me crazy—the bad way and the good way, if you know what I mean! I plan to do some decorating on him later. I
hope it doesn't come as too much of a surprise to you, but I'm going to pop the question as soon as he finishes cleaning up
Leonard? What is the significance of this jewelry I found in the cooler? And why are you kneeling?
it would mean the world to me if you'd be my husband.
we are already bonded. That is a marriage.
Vulcan mind tricks and mumbo-jumbo.
to suit your purpose to use those "mind tricks" when we are being intimate.
our bonding was such a private affair. I want to declare our union to the stars.
I am certain
that the stars hear you quite clearly every time I take you to bed.
to profess vows publically. I want to put this ring on your finger, in front
of Jim and our friends. Until you are ready, I'd be honored if you wear it on
this chain round your neck. Whaddya say?
make you happy to go public with our union?
say yes, my sweet Len-kam.
over him for me, willya, Uncles? He puts himself in harm's way far too often. Thanks heaps! I'd hate to lose him. I don’t know what I'd do without him./
drinks toppled over and spilled on each headstone in silent salute. Cheers!)