#bb spock

[skybson]

2x23 - The Omega Glory

[spocks-husband]

I was too lazy to make the background any better but it was Bring Your Kid To Work Day at the Vulcan embassy so Sarek and Spock get to judge all the other ambassadors together<3 Also it's VERY important that you note that Baby Spock wears Velcro straps on his little shoes... :(

[tinderbox210]

Spocklaan Appreciation Week 2023

Day 4: Inspiration

-> OUTFITS

Starfleet Standard Uniform - Red and Blue Tactical Gear / Combat Uniform Casual Wear - Ladies Night vs Date Night Away Team Outfit - Rogue Mission Black and White Attire Black Leather / Time Travel Attire Dress Uniform Fairytale Costume - Dark vs Light Starfleet Field Jacket / Thermal Attire EV Suit Away Team Outfit - Alien Disguise Alternative Timeline Uniform Sleepwear

[elisa74]

The way the joy leaves her when she thinks about telling him...

She knows she wants out. She doesn't know how to tell him. Things have gotten much too serious with him; he feels things so much, and she doesn't want to hurt him. She puts it off as long as she can.

Which of course makes things so much worse...

[jimkirksgirl]

Spock beating the absolute living hell out of Khan was kinda hot ngl

[neildylandy]

finally getting back to watching dan playframe's kingdom hearts: birth by sleep playthrough and i'm beginning to get it now. i'm beginning to understand

[sam-reid]

not sure when my blog accidentally turned into an ethan!spock account lmao.

[muirmarie]

wip list tag tag - ty for the tag @margottrek & @fexalted!

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

i only title things properly when the fic is finished and titled and re-saved in my finished folder lmao, so, uh, sorry about this lmao

these are all ~active wips, but i kind of rotate through working on them? but it's not like my planning posts where i just have a few notes, these are all in some state of being written. back, bb, and too warm are the ones i've mostly been focusing on the last week or two. is this too many to include? too late i am doing it anyway, it's fine, idc

mcspirk back

mcspirk bb

mcspirk brekkie

mcspirk harvest

mcspirk hear thoughts

mcspirk jealousy

mcspirk joanna not his

mcspirk lab spock frisky

mcspirk magical healing

mcspirk mirror fallout au

mcspirk one bed

mcspirk plato's stepchildren au

mcspirk ropes

mcspirk sex injuries aka lying liars

mcspirk tentacles

mcspirk time loop sequel

mcspirk too warm

mcspirk vulnerable operation annihilate

spones saliva coagulate hm

as a bonus i can tell you the idea i've had swimming around in my brain since i got off work that i do not know if i will ever write but that i am Thinking Strongly About lmao

no pressure tagging:

@princesssarcastia, @the-magpieprince, @becausethathappens, @aerialworms, @laurenthemself, @destiel-wings, @thegeminisage, @offdensen

also, like. i tried to look and i think a lot of ppl who i know write fic have already been tagged, but i know how much it sucks to want to do a thing and not get tagged, so like. obviously you can consider this is a general tag, BUT you also can just msg me and i will 100% tag you properly as well! <3

[semperama]

Omg, I wrote Pinto! For @zjofierose's birthday <333 and for my own agonies. Thanks for an excuse to go back in time and to distract myself, bb. Hope you had a great day!

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I'll be in town in a couple weeks, Zach had texts him. Let me take you out for an early birthday.

He didn't mention he was coming for a Spock thing and other various business obligations, but Chris is long past caring about things like that. They've been on opposite coasts for over a decade now, so he's used to them being ships passing in the night, stealing moments together where they can. They'd been apart for Zach's birthday, but Chris sent a card. Last year, he doesn't even remember. Before that, there was a whole-ass pandemic. Yeah, Chris is happy to take what he can get.

It feels like old times when the doorbell rings and Chris opens the door to see Zach standing there, one ankle crossed over the other, hands shoved deep in his pockets, sporting yet another bad haircut. Chris smiles so wide his face hurts as he goes in for a hug. "Hey, man," he says in Zach's ear. Such an inadequate greeting, but he squeezes tighter to make up for it. "It's good to see you."

"You too, Pine," Zach says as he pulls away, their jaws scratching against each other. "Where do you want to go?"

Chris had grand plans. New restaurants he hasn't been able to take Zach to yet. A great bar he knows Zach would love. But suddenly...

"Actually, how do you feel about staying in?" Chris says on impulse. Suddenly, the thought of sitting in a crowded Hollywood bistro, having to crane forward to hear Zach over the noise, doesn't sound so appealing. "I know a place that delivers."

Zach raises an eyebrow, but, to Chris's surprise and relief, he doesn't argue. As he steps across the threshold, he pulls his phone out of his pocket and waves it at Chris. "Fine, but I'm buying. I said I would."

They end up out back by the pool, cross-legged on the deck chairs plastic containers full of pasta on their laps. Zach kicked his shoes off, and Chris can't stop looking at his bare feet, the hair on his wrists, the way his mouth moves when he talks--little details he didn't realize he knew so well and missed so much. Being with Zach is like wrapping himself up in an old blanket, comforting and cozy and familiar. He can feel something inside himself settling. He has to keep swallowing against the unnamed emotions that threaten to block his throat.

"I know you said you didn't need dessert," Zach says when they're done picking at their food, "but it's not a birthday without something sweet."

He unfolds himself from the chair, and walks inside, then emerges a moment later with another take-out container, this one filled with tiramisu. Chris laughs, delighted. "You know the way to my heart, I see."

"Always," Zach says, his smile going soft. He sets the container down on the little table between their chairs, and then digs into his pocket and comes out with--incredibly--two birthday candles and a lighter.

"Asshole," Chris says, and Zach chuckles as he carefully places the candles, then lights them one by one.

"I'm not going to sing, for both of our sakes," Zach says, "but you have to make a wish."

Instead of sitting down on his own chair, Zach sits down next to Chris and reaches across him to pick up the tiramisu, hold it steady for him. Chris closes his eyes, still grinning, and silently makes his wish: More nights like this. More time with Zach. Zach's hand settles on his back, and Chris lets the moment linger for a while, commits it all to memory, then purses his lips and blows.

Zach doesn't move, even when the candles are discarded. They lean shoulder to shoulder and pass one spoon back and forth, taking one sweet bite at a time until they get down to the end.

"Last bite is for the birthday boy," Zach says, scooping it onto the spoon and holding it out.

Chris can feel his face burn. "It's not my birthday yet," he says, but he leans in anyway and closes his lips around the spoon, lets himself savor it. When he looks up, Zach is watching him, his eyes dark, and it seems simple enough to push Zach's hand away, palm the back of his neck, and kiss him.

This is far from the first time he's kissed Zach, but it's been a while, and the last time didn't taste quite so sweet. Last time was a goodbye, Chris thinks. More bitter than sweet. And maybe in an hour or a day or a few days, this kiss will turn into a goodbye too, but for now, he wants to pretend wishes come true.

"Stay here tonight," he says. The empty plastic container goes clattering to the deck as they turn into each other, Chris tugging Zach's belt loop.

"Yeah," Zach breathes, "yes," and licks into Chris's mouth. He tastes like coffee and whipped cream and home.

[tosblogging]

TOS Blogging S1E2: The Man Trap

Other people have undoubtedly done this, but I've decided on a whim to watch my way through all of Star Trek: TOS in order through the rest of this year. And then blog about my thoughts, as one does.

Because I'm going in airdate order, and skipping The Cage (I don't want to have to effectively rewatch it when The Menagerie rolls around), we're starting with Season 1, Episode 2: The Man Trap.

Anyway, kicking it off, we've got Spock temporarily in command...

Uhura's on the console!

It's kind of interesting to me that they'd have a ship like the Enterprise doing routine medical checkups on other Starfleet operatives. The theme song goes big into the whole exploratory five-year-mission thing. It's weird to think that they're doing little side quests along the way for Starfleet while they're out there.

This is such a charming introduction to Kirk as a character, IDC. The first thing he does on screen is pick flowers for McCoy and tease him about visiting his 'old girlfriend'. This is a man who loves love and clearly has close friendships rather than just a professional relationship with his crew. And he's a little silly with it. You can see how tactile he is in the next scene, too, when he claps McCoy on the shoulder.

He has no business being this cute

McCoy's nervous hand gestures... get this man a Xanax!!!!!

I was going to say something about the weird changing appearances thing the lady in this episode has going on, but got immediately distracted by the fact that bringing up your trip to a pleasure planet in front of your commanding officers is kind of crazy

I love the way Kirk smiles when they start getting into the argument with Crater, like he knows McCoy is going to go off about it. He's so unwilling to play games when it comes to people's health.

Kirk is unwilling to let that 'Plum' nickname go! Their dynamic to me feels like old friends except Kirk won't stop flirting with him on the job. Also he's literally always making doe eyes at McCoy with the dopiest smile through the entire first ten minutes of this

McCoy trusting his intuition and experience over the technology of the scanner

First random crew member death and he's not even in a red shirt! I thought that was The Thing!

Everyone in this series is so sweaty

Uhura is so perfect, I adore her so much.

For a (technical) first episode, I feel as though this actually does a decent job telling us what we need to know about Spock - how he differs from the human crew members and his friendship with Kirk, and his logical viewpoint rather than emotional one.

You can really tell how much the death of a crewman affects Kirk here.

Something I've noticed about the conversations in this is how natural they feel. People interrupt and talk over each other frequently

Love the conversation between Kirk and McCoy and the little spat they have. When they talk again a couple scenes later McCoy calls him 'Sir' until Kirk asks if he's in the mood for an apology, then they seem to go back to normal.

The behavior of married men. To me.

I'm sorry Spock bb I forgot you were in the room I was so hyperfocused on Bones

Worth noting that this is the point in which my rooommate kept saying "this is just like Among Us" every time she walked through the living room as this was on

The awkwardly close camera angle as we followed Kirk into the turbolift? I feel like they almost hit Shatner in the face

I feel like those things are too small to properly film in, but what do I know.

JANICE RAND!!! Her hair is insane, no way she's getting up to do that every morning. I also love how casual and friendly she is towards the crew. Less keen on half of the men actively leering at her, though :/

Honestly I don't even like celery but I kind of want one of those celery sticks with the red stuff sticking out of it? It looks fire. Also, the infamous cubes

LOVING the vibes of the botany room. Also Sulu is here!! And LMAO the food was for him and she was just casually snacking on it the whole way here? Love that too

THEY NAME THE PLANTS I am in love with the entire Enterprise crew

Green / Nancy(?) struggling to figure out how the doors worked was a nice touch

Uhura's eye makeup is gorgeous! Everyone's is, honestly

I don't want to say anything but Bones in the black shirt... if I speak...

He was, like, writhing around right before this screencap, I just want y'all to know that

It's kind of absolutely wild that when Nancy is blatantly hitting on him he responds with "you're as bad as Jim Kirk". Like I'm sure it was in the context of pestering him about getting enough sleep but that's still like rule #1 of what not to do when a woman is flirting with you, Leonard

Girl... me too

THE CUT AWAY AND THEN WHEN IT PANS BACK SHE'S MCCOY? Oh shit

Female crew members in pants! Also there's so many mix-and-match type outfits in this scene lol you can really tell it was an early episode

I'm sorry but Spock and Kirk look so awkward crawling around in the dirt

Bugs when you lift up a rock or whatever

The "stone" pillars swaying when Shatner leans on it a little too hard lol

When they refer to the buffalo are they referring to the American buffalo? Were they extinct (or near extinct) when this episode was made? If anyone knows the answer I'd love to know

The fact that Spock is seemingly the only one who actively suspected that McCoy was the imposter is a good look at how much insight he has, but also (IMO) how well he knows him. Sulu and Uhura seemed suspicious when he was on the bridge, earlier, but didn't voice anything.

For a monster of the week type of episode it gives us a surprisingly empathetic view on the monster in question. I also think it's very telling that the technical first episode chose such specific traits to highlight when it comes to the main three. Kirk's devotion towards and friendship with crew, and how seriously he takes his sense of duty. Spock's logic and his view on emotions. McCoy's defense of life, his high emotions and sense of empathy. To end the episode with him asking forgiveness for killing what he knew wasn't Nancy but still held an attachment to all the same is... very pointed, I think. Pretty solemn ending, I felt.

All in all lots of good stuff here. The pacing felt pretty decent though it dragged a little bit once the monster was up on the ship, which was a shame because I thought the whole chameleon gimmick was interesting. The stakes just didn't feel as high as they should have, I think? Really solid introduction to every character, like I said, though I think we were actually missing some of the main cast... Chapel (not necessarily main) and Scotty, I believe? Though I think Scotty is in one (or both?) of the pilots, which I didn't watch, and I know Chekov doesn't show up until later than everybody else. So, interested to see what their introductions are later on.

[indeedcaptain]

All of your WIPs sound amazing, but I feel like I HAVE to ask about this one! 👀👀

unrequited mcspirk hamlet rewrite DEAD DOVE

ohohohoooooo i'm so glad you asked, thank you!!

this idea came entirely from learning that mccoy's middle name is sometimes horatio, and these two facts: 1, i was a theatre kid and an english major so i have Feelings about hamlet, and 2, i read this fanfic (not trek. literally hamlet) in 2014 and never recovered.

in my head it's a AOS-AU gothic space opera. Maybe it counts as a royalty AU, technically.

George Kirk, senior, dies in a horrible accident (warp core?). Jim (absolute train wreck genius, emphasis on train wreck) comes home from the Academy to help deal with the fallout, and starts believing that Winona's new husband (Frank? George's brother? Make that ambiguous AOS canon about who owned the convertible ALL true) killed him because of George's ghost. Bones (in love, just trying to keep jim alive and nearby and that's enough) comes home with him and acts as the ignored voice of reason.

Jim is seeing George's ghost everywhere, Bones is trying to keep him upright and not on fire, Winona is trying to keep her son from destroying her new marriage.

Enter Spock as Ophelia. I personally really like retellings that recontextualize her and try to give her as much agency as possible, so I would do that here too. TBD on what that means. Sarek as Polonius, and then TBD for Laertes.

Jim, Spock, and Bones are the careening-out-of-control three-body-problem center of the story. The biggest change from canon would be making Ophelia and Horatio have their own relationship; maybe both working together to keep Jim from going too far off the deep end, or something else I haven't considered yet.

Chekov and Sulu are Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

the DEAD DOVE in the outline title comes from the fact that I want to follow canon in that Spock and Jim both die and Bones is left to pick up the pieces of his life and this kingdom.

I think the reason I'm dragging my feet on putting real work into this is because I haven't decided or thought about what I would want this all to MEAN. I don't read or write MCD, generally, and if I did, I would want it to be to make a coherent point rather than just make me sad LOL.

Also because I would have to reread/rewatch Hamlet and I just haven't done that, ha ha.

Thanks for the ask!! Maybe next time there's a McSpirk BB I'll bring this back around. XOXOXOX <3

[trarainbowsnake]

Does anyone else stay awake thinking about how Leonard Nimoy got casted as Xehanort for BBS and otherwise until his death? You’re telling me the man who played SPOCK the half Vulcan on TOS Star Trek, one half of the shipping pair for Spirk (Spock/Kirk), the man who was encouraging the housewives of yore to write their fanfics so he would look at them in their little book clubs. You telling me THAT man is Xehanort? Crazy. 

[deepspacedukat]

The Wizard And The Maid

Literally nobody asked for this, but my heart requires it. There’s hardly any Hemmer fanfiction, which imho is a heinous oversight that I’m here to correct. I couldn’t stop imagining this after S1E8 “The Elysian Kingdom,” so here we are.

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

~*~

Hemmer (ST:SNW) x Reader

[A/N: Hemmer my sweet Aenar bb 💙]

Warnings: None, this is just fluff.

~*~

“I know him...but from where?”

The question from someone else’s mind came out of nowhere as Hemmer was thrown into the...well, he hesitated to call it the ‘dungeon,’ despite what the deluded crew members had insisted it should be called. It was just the transporter pad with metal bars around it.

And he wasn’t here alone.

The Lieutenant was familiar with the voice that had asked the question - very familiar. He should be. After all, she was his romantic partner.

“Ensign? Are you alright?” At his question, he felt a tinge of confusion from you.

“W-Who is this...‘Ensign’ you speak of, sir?”

Oh no. Whatever this madness was, it had clearly affected you, too. You’d forgotten who you were, but perhaps you hadn’t forgotten everything. You were clearly aware that you’d seen him somewhere before. Maybe he could use that to bring you back to yourself, somehow.

Taking a slow, careful step toward you, he took in what his senses reported of your condition. Everything seemed normal, except for your mental state and, oddly, your clothing. Everyone, including himself, had been put into bulky, heavy clothing, and you were no exception. What seemed to be a less ornate dress than the ones he’d already observed adorned your body. With a gentle murmur of your name, Hemmer offered you his hand.

Hesitation filled your countenance, but you did take his hand.

“I’m afraid you’ve mistaken me for someone else, sir. My name is Lucy. I’m a chambermaid to Queen Neve.”

You most certainly were not, but you seemed pretty convinced so Hemmer didn’t argue.

“...My apologies, Miss Lucy,” he said with the hint of a smile curling his lips. “If you’re the Queen’s maid, then may I ask why you’re in here?”

“She didn’t like the way I polished her scepter,” you said sounding ashamed. This was absolutely ludicrous. You were an accomplished science officer under the command of Mr. Spock. You shouldn’t be feeling ashamed over some fictional imaginings foisted onto you by whatever was doing this to the crew.

“What a ridiculous reason to punish someone,” he muttered. “Well, at least I know you’re not injured.”

“I appreciate your kindness, sir, but I’m afraid I don’t understand why my well-being would be of any consequence to a great wizard such as yourself.” Hemmer tilted his head curiously.

“What makes you think that I’m a wizard?”

“Well, only wizards wear robes of that style, sir, and the guards who put you in this cell were afraid of you. Who would such well-armed guards fear but a wizard?” Hemmer couldn’t help the little smile that spread across his mouth. You’d always been clever. The Doctor had called him a wizard, as had the crewmen who’d brought him here. “Judging by the way Pollux was behaving, you must be Caster. Sir.”

You felt intrigued and a little nervous as he stepped closer to you.

“Would you like to know a secret, Miss Lucy?” Hemmer asked in a conspiratorial near-whisper with a mischievous smile across his lips. You nodded your head, and he leaned in to whisper in your ear. A little shiver ran through you at his proximity, and although he was aware that he shouldn’t, he relished the reaction he was able to elicit from you. “Caster is not my real name. It’s Hemmer.”

You turned your head and he could feel the wonder in your expression.

“The only other person who knows is King Ridley,” he confided. “You mustn’t tell anyone. Promise?”

“I swear on my life, sir,” you breathed, but Hemmer was still able to detect the slight fear in your voice. That definitely wasn’t what he was going for. Pulling back a little, Hemmer lifted your hand to his lips and laid it carefully over his chest.

“You have nothing to fear from me. I have no desire to harm you. You’re safe with me, I give you my word,” he murmured in the most soothing tone he could manage. Slowly but surely, Hemmer felt the tension melt out of you only to be replaced by curiosity. You’d just begun to open your mouth to speak when the guards returned with a new batch of prisoners.

“Unhand me, you–” Hemmer recognized that voice. Captain Pike. The guard he’d begun to give orders to glared at him, and the Captain changed his tune rather quickly with a nervous laugh. “–Y-You wonderfully skilled soldier! Yes, you are quite strong, aren’t you?”

Well, that wasn’t like the Captain.

The guard tossed him unceremoniously inside with a flick of her cape, and the rest of the guards shoved their charges inside as well. The Doctor, the Captain, and Ortegas were all stuck there with him, and only two of them were of sound mind. Hemmer brought your hand to his lips and excused himself before moving to speak with Doctor M’Benga. 

Despite the rest of the crew being affected by...whatever this was, apparently the Doctor and he were the only ones who hadn’t been mentally altered. The two of them came up with a plan: get to Engineering and use the ship’s scanners to find out what sort of entity was doing this to the Enterprise and its crew.

Now all they had to do was get out of this makeshift prison, but who said he couldn’t have a little fun with it?

“You should be kneeling, maid. Don’t you know you’re in the presence of royalty?” The Captain’s hissed reprimand to you made you drop to your knees.

That simply wouldn’t do. Moving to your side, Hemmer knelt in front of you.

“Miss Lucy, if we are to escape the dungeon, I shall require your assistance,” Hemmer murmured, and he could feel surprise in your expression as you looked at him.

“I’d be happy to, sir, but how could I help? I’m not a wizard.”

“Perhaps not,” he said as he helped you to your feet once more and kept your hands clasped lightly in his, “but you are the only one who can help me. This is a special kind of magic called science. May I have your assistance?”

“Of course, sir,” you replied with a determined look. Brave girl. No, this wasn’t strictly necessary, but when would he get another chance to impress you with wizard powers? Even if you didn’t remember this afterward, it would make a good story for him to tell you someday. Hemmer smiled and led you over to the locked cell door, pulling out a laser cutter. “What do I need to do?”

“Hold my hand,” he said offering you said appendage. “Now, close those lovely eyes of yours and imagine the door open. Doctor, what is something a human magician would say?”

“Abracadabra.”

“‘Abracadabra’...I like it,” he mused quietly. “Everyone else, close your eyes too. Otherwise this will blind you.”

“What about you?” The Captain asked as everyone did as he requested.

“I am a wizard!” Hemmer exclaimed as he sensed you close your eyes. Now for his fun. With his telepathy, he sensed that you were imagining what he’d instructed. He took a slow breath and projected his senses into your mind so that you could perceive things the way he did. A quiet gasp from you was drowned out by the engineer turning on the laser tool and beginning to cut through the thick lock. Amazement poured from your mind into his as you quite literally saw things as he did - through his antennae and telepathy. He’d done that with you once before, and you’d reacted the same way. He supposed that to a species without telepathic abilities, what he did on any given day must resemble the sorcery he was supposed to possess at the moment.

As soon as the door swung open, he turned the cutter off and released his hold on your mind. Your hands were shaking as you opened your eyes and looked up at him. Pike and the rest filtered out of the cell with varied reactions to his ‘magic’ but you remained stationary beside him.

“That...felt familiar,” you breathed, and a glimmer of hope surged through the Aenar’s mind. “It was as though I had done something like that before...or perhaps dreamed it.”

“You have. Do you remember me now?” Hemmer asked as he cupped your cheeks softly in his hands. You shook your head, but he’d found a crack in whatever this thing was that was holding your mind hostage. “I–”

“Hemmer, we need to move,” the Doctor called, and he sighed.

“Coming, Doctor,” he answered, but he turned back to you and kissed your forehead. “Stay close to me. I will do everything I can to protect you...and to help restore your memory.”

--

Several hours later, Hemmer awoke in a set of quarters he didn’t quite recognize. Shaking his head slowly, he noted that he had a rather severe headache and that his memory was surprisingly blank for...for...a few hours, perhaps? What had happened? Where was he?

Something shifted beside him on the bed that had been lying atop, and he felt a familiar mind - yours. Beyond the same disorientation he was experiencing, you, thankfully, didn’t seem to be injured.

“Are you alright?” Hemmer cringed at how rough his voice sounded and felt. Had he swallowed sand at some point?

“I think so,” you replied sounding just as out of it as he did. “I had the strangest dream, Hem. You were some kind of wizard, I think.”

That rang a bell for him rather vaguely.

“How odd. I believe I had the same dream,” he murmured as he helped you to your feet. “Sweetheart, why do I feel like saying ‘abracadabra?’”

[tinderbox210]

La’an Noonien-Singh and Spock  +  dealing with their emotions (and getting advice from their physician/sparring partner)

   Star Trek: Strange New Worlds: s02e01 - The Broken Circle    Star Trek: Strange New Worlds: s02e03 - Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow

[doomedflare]

WHO ARE YOU OF THE STAR TREK TOS CREW?

SPOCK. i'm assuming someone forced you to do this quiz - after all, this is a completely unscientific method of collecting data! you're clever, principled and very brave, but you are an alien on any planet. some fall for your cold exterior, never knowing of the heavy weight you carry in your soul, but those who can look past it fall in love immediately. you have no mercy for yourself. if only you let someone, anyone, into your heart . . .

tagged by: @frfld ( thank u bb <3 ) tagging: @latenightpsych @athlyte @warled @morteuse @facsimila or just steal it and tag me!

[mj0702]

Its so fun talking to you , thank you for responding , what would happen if mapi and bb with Pina and patri spend a day together ? Will Alexia or ingrid or Lucy get a call from police station or fire station to come get them ?

oh you can bet on it... so officially mapí and bb are NOT allowed to spend time alone.. but patri is considered a fairly responsible adult so bb asks if she can go out with her and by "pure accident" they've met first Pina and then two shops down mapí... the four of them play "Rock-paper-scissors-lizard-Spock" about who to call while sitting in a holding cell....