[Stargate: Drabble] "Show a Little Leg" [Daniel/Vala, G]
Title: Show a Little Leg
Prompt: writerverse challenge #27 do the shuffle
Song: “Express” (from Burlesque)
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1
Pairings: implied Daniel Jackson/Vala Mal Doran
Summary: Daniel and Vala end up going to a show.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Show a Little Leg
“No, Vala,” said Daniel.
She didn’t appear to hear him. “And this is a real, acceptable form of entertainment on your planet?” Vala continued. “Women wearing… well, not very much at all, sing and dance for an audience?”
“Yes,” said Daniel. “Well, no, that could describe a wide range of- this is more art, more about the music. Places where the dancers remove their clothing… um…”
“Really, darling?” Vala purred. “Have you been to one of those?”
“No,” said Daniel, “and I’m not going to this one. Come on, Vala.”
She pouted. “Daniel, you promised to show me examples of Earth art and culture and this, by your own words, is exactly that. I have my own currency now, you know. It’ll be my treat.”
“I- what?” said Daniel, and he was never quite sure how he’d found himself at the small café table, sipping a fruity drink and watching Vala watch a show of burlesque dancers.
THE END
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Prompt: writerverse challenge #27 do the shuffle
Song: “Express” (from Burlesque)
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1
Pairings: implied Daniel Jackson/Vala Mal Doran
Summary: Daniel and Vala end up going to a show.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Show a Little Leg
“No, Vala,” said Daniel.
She didn’t appear to hear him. “And this is a real, acceptable form of entertainment on your planet?” Vala continued. “Women wearing… well, not very much at all, sing and dance for an audience?”
“Yes,” said Daniel. “Well, no, that could describe a wide range of- this is more art, more about the music. Places where the dancers remove their clothing… um…”
“Really, darling?” Vala purred. “Have you been to one of those?”
“No,” said Daniel, “and I’m not going to this one. Come on, Vala.”
She pouted. “Daniel, you promised to show me examples of Earth art and culture and this, by your own words, is exactly that. I have my own currency now, you know. It’ll be my treat.”
“I- what?” said Daniel, and he was never quite sure how he’d found himself at the small café table, sipping a fruity drink and watching Vala watch a show of burlesque dancers.
THE END
Current Mood:
blah