The Birthday Blues: 7 Year Itch

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Title: The Birthday Blues: 7 Year Itch
Author(s): Monica Voile
Date(s): 1986
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Genre: slash
Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series
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The Birthday Blues: 7 Year Itch is a K/S story by Monica Voile.

It was published in the print zine Daring Attempt #5.

Reactions and Reviews

Warning: this review reveals the punch line to a comedic story line! I love this author's work, no matter what pen name she's using this day. Especially, something about her humorous stories really tickles my funny bone.

In The Birthday Blues -- 7 Year Itch, it's Kirk's birthday, and while he and McCoy wait for Spock to appear at the apartment so they can go out and celebrate, Bones teases Kirk that his lover of many years is being unfaithful. Seems he's been observed talking to a lady of the evening! Kirk doesn't believe him, quite, and so he and Spock concoct a story to trick the doctor in retaliation: that Spock's birthday gift to the captain is a session with a prostitute named Ann McKim. Bones falls for it, and they spend a pleasant evening teasing, and McCoy plots lectures on marital fidelity to be delivered at the most opportune moment.

Later the gift is actually delivered to the apartment in a big box, and there's a really silly line: McCoy was still gaping! 'They deliver them gift-wrapped now?"

The gift is an antique model of a ship named the Ann McKim. Gotcha, Bones!

The story ends with a short, patented Voile sex scene: lots of talking with romantic silly stuff, effortlessly written.

Love it when Spock admits, "I am sometimes jealous and your ego needs no bolstering." He has no illusions.

I like this story for its casual air among the three men, the way Kirk expects a kiss when Spock arrives, the way I can just hear Bones saying sarcastically, referring to Spock, "He's just plain wonderful, ain't he, Jim?", and the way Kirk winces when Spock withdraws after sex. It all just feels real to me, despite the silliness of it. [1]

References

  1. ^ from The K/S Press #14