Camping by the Moonlight

by spockish_girl
This story was originally posted in the LJ community "tosfic".

I looked up at the night sky, getting comfortable in my sleeping bag. Then I look back at him. I wonder if he is enjoying himself. He hasn't said a word. I get worried. Maybe I should have brought more water, then we wouldn't have to go to the stream for it. Who knows it might not even be clean. He might get sick. The food-I didn't bring much for him. He never eats much. So I thought it would be enough. But, he finished it so quickly-he must be still hungry. I didn't know he was allergic to strawberry tarts. Gosh, what if the reaction is worse than he said. What if he awakes in the night unable to breathe, and he can't even tell me. I'm not a doctor. What if I treated him the wrong way? What if I gave him the wrong dosage? What will happen to him?

I wanted this trip to be perfect. For everything to go smoothly. I wanted to impress him. It's his first time here, at my special camping place. He said his planet doesn't have a moon. Well, when I was a child, this was the best place to see my planet's moon. I wanted him to be able to see it. In the best way, with a friend laying next to a campfire. But, it hadn't turned out the way I wanted. This night had gone from bad to worse. And now I waited in eager anticipation. To see his reaction, but so far I had seen none. Was he frustrated with me for ruining is evening? Of course he'd never admit to having such emotions. But I knew they were there.

His voice interrupted my thoughts. And relieved my anxiety.

"Jim, this night is perfect. Do not worry."

I smiled and knew he was content and that he was for the sake of my human feelings. I took my finger and traced the outline of his ear. That beloved pointed ear.

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