[Stargate: Drabble] "Who Gather Here" [SG-22, G]
Title: Who Gather Here
Your Song: writerverse challenge #05 do the shuffle, “Bless Us All” (from The Muppet Christmas Carol)
Word Count: 167
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 spends Christmas together.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Who Gather Here
The tree was crooked. The garland on the stairs was a paper chain made from old magazines. The lights were still a bit tangled, and not one of the stockings was hanging straight.
It was perfect.
“Our first Christmas!” said Levi, sounding more like a little kid than a PhD doctor.
Gryff smiled. “It’s not quite Christmas yet, Lee. Not until tomorrow.”
“Oh, the cookies!” said Jason. He ducked into the kitchen and came back with a plate and a glass to set on the mantle.
“Then we’re all set,” announced Toby. “We’d better go to bed so Santa can come.”
“Hey, Gryff?” said Levi, slowly. “Do you think we could, you know, since it’s Christmas…?”
“All sleep in my room?” she asked, smiling. “Sure.”
He grinned and kissed her cheek. “Merry Christmas!” he said, heading up to his own room for his pajamas.
“And anyone who wakes me before dawn is toast,” she added.
Jason and Toby laughed. “And good will toward men,” the Marine joked.
THE END
Current Mood:
cynical
Your Song: writerverse challenge #05 do the shuffle, “Bless Us All” (from The Muppet Christmas Carol)
Word Count: 167
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 spends Christmas together.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Who Gather Here
The tree was crooked. The garland on the stairs was a paper chain made from old magazines. The lights were still a bit tangled, and not one of the stockings was hanging straight.
It was perfect.
“Our first Christmas!” said Levi, sounding more like a little kid than a PhD doctor.
Gryff smiled. “It’s not quite Christmas yet, Lee. Not until tomorrow.”
“Oh, the cookies!” said Jason. He ducked into the kitchen and came back with a plate and a glass to set on the mantle.
“Then we’re all set,” announced Toby. “We’d better go to bed so Santa can come.”
“Hey, Gryff?” said Levi, slowly. “Do you think we could, you know, since it’s Christmas…?”
“All sleep in my room?” she asked, smiling. “Sure.”
He grinned and kissed her cheek. “Merry Christmas!” he said, heading up to his own room for his pajamas.
“And anyone who wakes me before dawn is toast,” she added.
Jason and Toby laughed. “And good will toward men,” the Marine joked.
THE END
Current Mood:
cynical