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Challenge: Author Favorites: 100 Ways: Prompt 68

Posted on 2011.05.13 at 20:45
Current Location: My Dorm
Current Mood: awakeawake
Current Music: Micheal - Franz Ferdinand
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NAME: My Hero
RATING: PG-13
FANDOM: Star Trek Reboot
CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS: Pavel Chekov, Montgomery Scott, douche bag!CUPCAKE (here as douche bag!Greg Harris), Christopher Pike, others| pre-slash Chekov/Scotty, Hikaru/Uhura, Cupcake/Chapel
GENRES: Romance/Drama/Angst
SUMMARY: The one known as Cupcake bullies Chekov constantly. Cue a little courage from his silent admirer.
PROMPT: 68: Hero
WARNINGS: No accents (gasp!), slash (gasp!), swearing (gasp!), physical & emotional abuse (gasp!), bullying (gasp!), and fluff (gasp!).
AU: High school setting, everyone’s about sophomore/junior level. Cupcake is more of a douche bag.

Note: I like calling people douche bags WAAAAAY too much. And I think Uhura is becoming too much of a moral light. Who cares, actually? And Gaila. Just… Gaila.

Don’t be hatin’ on my gay boys. Just sayin’.



Does it really matter? The fact that I’m one of the only kids out of the closet here? –Pavel

I guess not… but if you’re friends with me AND gay… There are some people who don’t like combinations like those. You’re my friend, Pav. I got your back… well… while I’m expelled, no. You get the point, I hope. –Kirk

Yes. I do. I already get enough crap for… being me. You’re not here to kick HIS ass. –Pavel

Sorry man. I’ll be back in a week or two. Principal Pike still doesn’t have the exact dates. –Kirk

The universe will end with you away. –Pavel

Miss you too, buddy –Kirk

Obviously the older boy had to stop texting, and Pavel Chekov had no other words to say. He stared at his phone for the longest time before he shrugged off the ominous feeling and looked up—only to look at the bulldog-like face of one Greg Harris.

“Hey fag,” he said gruffly, shoving Chekov against the wall. “Everyone and their mother says you’re a pussy and that your boyfriend is that fuckwad James.”

Why, why, why did Kirk had to save him from Greg that first time when he transferred? He was doing just fine with being thrown into dumpsters and the other small feats taken by Greg and his friends. Then Kirk had to come in to ‘rescue the damsel’ and all went to hell. Now Pavel was shoved into the lockers, the walls, and he almost always got food spilled on his shirt in the lunchroom when they flipped his tray up. He had taken to taking an extra shirt to school, and his back and butt were constantly sore (and not in the good way).

The other gays: a mousy science nerd by the name of Scotty and a loud mouthed, curly-haired beauty by the name of Gaila, were pretty much safe from all this, and only got the dumpster dives and little things. And Gaila wouldn’t even have any of it. She was just tough like that. But because Kirk had saved Pavel and had gotten into the fight of a lifetime with Greg (giving him his ‘affectionate’ nickname), Cupcake and his cronies had ratcheted up the abuse a couple notches for the small-framed boy.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Pavel said. “He’s had his eye on your girlfriend, Christine, for a while now…”

“Don’t think I don’t know that, Chekov?” Greg asked, adding pressure to Pavel’s neck.

The littler male gulped as he thought the worst was about to happen. When it didn’t he opened his eyes and saw that he had been lowered and that Cupcake was walking away. Pavel put a hand to his throat and shook his head, walking stiffly to his next class.



I saw him again today. Cupcake scared him pretty bad. –Nyota

He’s always that way. –Scotty

You should do something. You like the boy, don’t you? Be a knight in shining armor next time, NOT a bystander. This abuse has gone on quite enough. –Nyota

I don’t know what to do. –Scotty

You got a camera on your phone, right? Take some footage the next time it happens and get the bastard expelled! Principal Pike only needs proof! –Nyota

Scotty stared at the last text from his friend. Why had he never thought of it before? Thank goodness for her. Nyota Uhura was a cheerleader at the school: top gun at his public high school. But she was a good friend, and she supported Scotty’s sexuality and everything else about him.

Scotty was a physics nerd, and though he never hung out with Chekov, he had a big crush on the other boy. They were in higher level physics together, and Chekov had some pretty wild ideas that made a lot of sense to Scotty, even if the science teacher, Mr. Archer, didn’t think they were quite sound.

But since Kirk had come and swept up the place, Chekov had more abuse than Scotty did. He had tried to talk to Gaila about it, but the curly haired beauty only ever beat down their attackers. She was an ace lacrosse player and when she wasn’t playing lacrosse she was teaching younger children self-defense. She had suggested Scotty get to know Chekov and bring him to one of her classes, but Scotty was too shy around the other boy to really do anything.

So this idea to record the next attack and send it to Principal Pike was the next best thing. Scotty just had to watch out for another Cupcake/Pavel moment. No telling when that would happen.



There had been nothing from Cupcake for a week. He had been out of school due to some sickness, and then there was one day where they all had no school. Pavel often hung out with Gaila then, and sometimes Uhura would join them, her sweetie pie of a boyfriend following the three like a puppy. Hikaru Sulu. If only he was gay, Pavel often wished.

But Monday was a new day, and Cupcake was back. He mostly glared at Chekov. Kirk still wasn’t back to stay behind Pavel and growl back menacingly. But Pavel was all right with that.

Until lunchtime.

Chekov had taken to making a lunch at home thanks to the millions of times he had had his lunch all over his shirt. He was tired of his favorite shirts getting ruined. He was sitting with Gaila, who was his other constant when Kirk wasn’t around. Sometimes Kirk’s friend Leonard would join them, but not always. He was the president of the science club, so he always had something more interesting to do than hang out with friends.

But suddenly his chair was yanked out from under him.

From the other side of the cafeteria, Scotty’s head perked when Nyota sent him a text.

HE just yanked the poor boy’s chair out from under him! –Nyota

Scotty turned on the record button and went to hide behind one of the pillars. He hated to have to watch, but if it was to save Pavel, he’d do it.

“Get up, faggot,” Cupcake growled.

Pavel obeyed, fearing the worst if he didn’t.

“You know what your little boyfriend did this weekend?” Cupcake asked, shoving Pavel backwards. When Pavel didn’t answer, Cupcake shoved him again, this time making the younger boy fall over an empty bench. No one moved to help him. Nyota and Hikaru were preparing themselves, and Gaila was seething and clenching her hands. Scotty was holding his breath, looking through at the footage he was getting on the phone as if that would be lighter than what was actually going on. It seemed smaller on the screen than in real life.

“Wh-What?” Pavel asked, curling up and holding his knee.

“He flattened two of my tires and got it taken away from me,” Cupcake seethed, leaning over the bench and too close to Pavel for his general comfort.

“I… had nothing to do with it,” Pavel whimpered, his face twitching away from Cupcake instinctively.

“I know you didn’t. Too bad you’re friends with him, and he’s not here for me to properly give him my thanks,” Cupcake said, grabbing Chekov’s shirt and picking him up only to shove him into Gaila and pick him up again.

That was the last straw for the curly haired beauty, “All right, asshole. He suffered enough abuse from you. Bruises on his back from being shoved into lockers, the extra shirts and pants from all the times you through him in the dumpster and tipped his tray up? Now your taking out what another asshole does to you on him when he didn’t do anything? I ought to get you expelled!” Gaila shouted, standing up and pulling Chekov’s arm in to her so that she was gripping it tightly, glaring at Cupcake.

Cupcake grinned and his face came mere inches away from hers, “You forget I practically own this school, you little dyke.”

Gaila made to shove the bigger boy, but Scotty had stepped up, taking off the record function. “As a director would say: ‘That’s a wrap.’”

“You got that on tape?” Chekov squeaked.

Scotty smiled at him and looked at Cupcake one last time before he broke out into a run toward the principal’s office, a look of terrified glee on his face. Cupcake took only a second before he tore off after the speedy little brunet. Chekov and Gaila looked at each other, then tore off after them, only to be joined by the rest of the school mere seconds later.



Cupcake was expelled. Mr. Pike took one look at Scotty’s footage and called the bully’s parents, pulled him off the football team, and told him to get some serious therapy. He apologized to Chekov personally, and told him he would head the GSA if they still couldn’t find an advisor. Gaila pushed in on that, and Chekov took his leave.

Scotty was waiting for him outside, watching as a pissed off Cupcake left with his slight mother and burly father. Like father like son, Scotty thought.

“Hey Scotty?” Pavel asked, startling the other boy a little.

“What?”

“Thanks.”

Scotty blinked. “He was going too far. Just because you’re friends with James and all. And also because your gay.”

“Gaila and you too, right? So just because one guy decides to stick up for the littlest gay, Harris goes berserk,” Pavel said, slipping his hands into his jeans pocket.

“Harris needs some major therapy, that’s for sure. His parents are so embarrassed that he was so homophobic, which is odd. They have slews of homosexual friends as well as heterosexual,” Scotty mused, looking at Pavel in his skin-tight jeans.

He looked away quickly, and the movement made Pavel stop and watch the other boy for a brief moment. “Why’d you do it? I mean, Gaila would’ve kicked his ass into another dimension. But you… You stopped my abuse for good…”

Scotty blushed. “Well… I’ve… kind of had a crush on you. Since we met last year and you… came out.”

Pavel blinked, blushing as well. “Oh.”

They stood there for a moment, not looking at each other, but not wanting to leave each, either. Classes were resuming, but the teachers knew that Chekov, Scotty, and Gaila were talking with the Principal about… something important. Plans for a new age were starting in the Principal’s office. Something else was forming outside in the hall.

Pavel finally took his hands out of his pockets. He gently pried Scotty’s hands out of the tight hold they were in: crossed in front of his chest nervously. Scotty looked down at him with surprise in his brown eyes. Pavel smiled warmly as he laced their fingers together and held both hands between them. Scotty’s blushed deepened. “Thank you again, Montgomery Scott.”

Scotty smiled back, his cheeks still red, “I’d… I’d have thought of something sooner but…”

“You did something. That’s all that matters,” Pavel interrupted. “You’re my hero.”

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