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“What are you doing with those sharp scissors, Spock? Sulu takes care of Fred when he needs to be beautified.”
“I have been reading up on plant propagation, Leonard,” Spock said proudly. “I am going to create offspring for Minthe and Fred.”
“I’m not sure if I’m liking this,” McCoy said cautiously. “Just what are you planning on doing?”
“Grafting some of Minthe’s leaves to Fred’s fronds and some of Fred’s fronds to one of Minthe’s stems.”
“Are you crazy?!” You’ll create monsters! They’ll be half-breeds! Life is rough for half-breeds!”
“I know,” Spock said with shame. “I am one.”