#First Pet

[kybercrystals94]

The Stardust Conspiracy (Master Post)

Rated: G | Words: 7,442

Summary:

“What is this place?” she asks. “It’s a pet store,” Echo replies. Omega turns wide eyes on their oldest brother. “Pet store? What’s a pet?” Hunter starts to step away. “Nothing we need,” he says firmly. “C’mon.” Omega resists, returning her gaze to the tookas. “Can we go inside and just look? Please!”

The Batch get a space hamster. Chaos ensues.

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Works Inspired by The Stardust Conspiracy:

A Cosy Bed by @just-here-with-my-thoughts

Elusive by @just-here-with-my-thoughts

Fan Art Inspired by The Stardust Conspiracy:

This lovely piece by @the-little-moment

[dahyeltal]

Thinking about Leonard and Joss letting little Jo pick her very first pet. They told her that she needed to do all the research and convince them that she could take care of it, whatever it was. She did a damn fine job and answered all their questions with facts and figures. Unfortunately, Leonard and Joss forgot to ask two important questions: how big does this thing get and how long does it live?

Little Jo, turning ten, picked out the tiniest tortoise of the bunch. She was excited to bring him home and give him loads of love and attention. Leonard was grateful she chose a long-lived pet, having known the deep loss of his first pet, Cuddles the cat. Joss took a while to warm up to the little guy but loved having someone to eat her melon rinds. Mister Torty didn’t bark or scratch things, and the most he’d done was accidentally bite their fingers when they were careless while feeding. Overall, he was a surprisingly welcome addition that showed them how responsible their baby girl was.

Over the years, over the decades, little Mister Torty became not so little. When he got too big to live in the house, Leonard, Uncle Jim, and Clay fixed up a section of the yard to house him. Aunty Ny helped Jo build a small dictionary that she and Mister Torty used to communicate through colored buttons that say a word when pressed. Uncle Hikaru and Ben helped Jo plant a garden full of Mister Torty’s favorite fruits and veggies. Uncle Scotty engineered a hover device specifically for when Mister Torty gets too ornery to return from their walks.

But the biggest job of all was for Mister Spock, and Jo only asked him after he and her daddy got married. She was scared at first, but she was nearly an adult and knew how much longer her friend would live compared to her. Jo also knew how much longer Spock would live compared to her and her daddy. It wasn’t the most pleasant topic, but Jo did promise her parents that she would care for Mister Torty for the rest of his life, not hers.

The next shore leave after their wedding, when they were visiting her momma’s place, Jo pulled Spock aside for a walk around Mister Torty’s enclosure. “Did you know that Mister Torty will live to be between 150 and 175 yeas old?” she started quietly.

“With your dutiful care, he may very well live beyond that.”

“I... won’t.”

Spock put a hand on Joanna’s shoulder and guided her to the picnic bench. Mister Torty saw this and came bounding as fast as a tortoise could, knowing that was where he was usually spoiled with love and treats. “What is on your mind, Joanna?”

“Will you take care of Mister Torty for me when I can’t anymore?” Jo popped the lid on the fruits and veggie scraps and started feeding the tortoise. “You don’t have to or anythin’, but I don’t have kids, and I’m not sure I want ‘em. I want to make sure he’s taken care of no matter what happens.”

“It would be my greatest honor to care for Mister Tort-ty,” Spock assured, still struggling with the childish name. “Though with your father’s efforts, your future efforts, and the general stubbornness of McCoys, I foresee both of you reaching ages that will rival even tortoises.”

Jo laughed and agreed, and later that evening they made up a special will that assigning Spock as Mister Torty’s primary caretaker if she’s ever unable to care for him. Joss and Clay would take care of him while she went off to medical school and then Starfleet Academy, though. Knowing that Mister Torty’s future was guaranteed, Jo could venture out into adulthood and her career with ease. And when she became a commissioned officer and joined the Hope with her daddy and Spock, they let her bring Mister Torty with them. 

(Sorry, I made it sad after this.)

Nearly a century and a half later, Spock found himself on New Vulcan with his tortoise companion. His bondmate had long since passed peacefully, as did Joanna. He did not expect to inherit the lifespan of a Vulcan, especially considering his counterpart’s shorter life. Spock did not want it, but Leonard’s last wish was for Spock to live as long as he could and to look after Joanna. Joanna made the same wish, though it was now Mister Torty he was to look after.

Spock was never more grateful for agreeing to take care of Mister Torty, for he was a companion that loved Leonard and Joanna as he did and enjoyed sharing those memories. Spock smiled at the memory that started it all: Leonard making a foolish bet that Mister Torty did not have a memory as good as a human’s and Joanna begging Spock to perform a mind meld. Leonard lost, of course. But Spock won more than fake credits that day.

Though both had slowed with age, they maintained a daily walking routine around the estate and ate their meals in the tortoise-friendly garden Spock and Leonard had constructed ages ago with the help of their friends. It was a peaceful living for both of them and suited their needs as much as anything could when the loves of their life had returned to the universe. At the end of each night, they would share a meld and tell each other a story. Spock was fond of the routine, it gave him some form of purpose.

And when it was their time to return to the universe, they passed together, watching the red skies fade to blue as the sun set for them one last time.

[partyoffourplusfur]

I think we’re getting a millipede for my daughter for her 8th birthday and I’m so excited.

[jhussain212]

[hazy-individual]

Losing a pet is not easy at all. 💔

My patches has crossed the rainbow bridge

Rest in peace baby girl until I see you again 🐾🩷

October 2009 - August 2, 2023

[olskuvallanpoe]

I want to take all of my online friends back to my childhood home, revive my dead dog, and teach them how to dance with him.

[fantasticsims]

The Family Pet

Introducing Spoutnik* The Hedgehog

* yes, it's the French spelling 🥖

[maryhall]

rats are ugly creatures

filth infested gluttons

with no place here

but i loved mine

rasping breaths

ugly even dead

but large eyes

loved me so

and i him

so small

tail wraps

claws tear

he looks up

black eyes

sad stare

how can i hate

when he licks me

when he dies

like a dog

i know

his only friend

despised that tail

but they loved him

so how can i 

how can anyone

hate him at all

[rayeshistoryhouse]

^ America’s First Pet, Willow, in the White House 

Joe and Jill Biden adopted Willow from a farmer in Lawrence County, Pennsylvania. 

She is a tabby domestic short-hair cat born in 2020 and is the first cat to live in the White House since George and Laura Bush’s cat, India. 

rayeshistory.com

[sspacegodd]

It followed me home. Can I keep it?

[yesnobutwhy]

Why it's hard to write about Jacqueline.

–––––– The thing about writing in the dead of the night, in the bedroom of the home you grew up in is that it stirs up memories. On some nights when the distant snoring is trying to lull me to sleep, I suddenly wonder why my dog is quiet. I forgetfully look at her regular sleeping spot, only to find it empty. Only to then remember that it has been so for 10 years now. In the summer of 2003, we…

[dog-collared-moved]

pathetic wet needy puppy who wants to cockwarm while watching a movie but it can’t even make it past the opening scene before it’s desperately grinding against your cock and begging you to let it cum

[reineydraws]

i dont have a caption for you lol i'll let shanks's heart eyes speak for themselves 🫶

(source)

[licollisa]

You asked what's inside his pocket

[lacking-rodents]

[excali8ur]

So there's this AU,