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TITLE: The Spoils of War
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
PAIRING(S): None
COMPLETE: Yes, one-shot
LENGTH: 300 words
MOOD/RATING: Humor, G
CROSSPOSTED: khriskin, atlantisfic, stargate_fanfic.
SUMMARY/NOTES: All's fair in love and war...
For a moment Ronon simply stared at the offering, then poked it experimentally with his fork. It wobbled. He silently raised an eyebrow at Sheppard.
"Yes, it's food. Now eat." Sheppard gestured absently with his knife, mouth full of cow-thing. It was amazing what they could do with cow-thing. Now if they could only find a A1-thing somewhere. He became lost in musings of A1 trees littering a countryside, little purple people wandering around with buckets and tree-taps.
Ronon poked the florescent green object again and squinted at McKay, who was obviously enjoying his lack of enthusiasm.
"It's boiled horse hooves and sugar," the scientist took another bite of his own mound with relish. Ronon immediately pushed the tray away and glared accusingly at Sheppard. Practical jokes were one thing, but this was food.
"It is not." Sheppard paused, "At least I don't think it is." He eyed his own reddish mound thoughtfully.
"That's a myth Rodney, and you know it," Dr. Zelenka leaned over from an adjacent table. "It's hides and bones, not hooves."
Ronon gave Zelenka an ominously blank look and the scientist retreated to the safety of his own table.
"Look, just don't think about it." Sheppard shrugged, "It's good, really."
Ronon looked at the tray, then looked at note-quite-laughing McKay. Then back at the tray. With a muted snarl he abruptly stood up and left the table, leaving the offending dessert to wobble in his wake.
"Ha!" McKay swooped in and liberated the abandoned jell-o squares.
"You know, there's plenty more in the kitchen," Sheppard gave the scientist a perplexed look.
"Mmm," Rodney ignored him, and relished in his hard-won spoils.
- * - * - * -
Two tables over, Teyla looked down at her own green cubes, then exchanged confused looks with her Athosian tablemates. That cinched it, the Tauri were weird.
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FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
PAIRING(S): None
COMPLETE: Yes, one-shot
LENGTH: 300 words
MOOD/RATING: Humor, G
CROSSPOSTED: khriskin, atlantisfic, stargate_fanfic.
SUMMARY/NOTES: All's fair in love and war...
For a moment Ronon simply stared at the offering, then poked it experimentally with his fork. It wobbled. He silently raised an eyebrow at Sheppard.
"Yes, it's food. Now eat." Sheppard gestured absently with his knife, mouth full of cow-thing. It was amazing what they could do with cow-thing. Now if they could only find a A1-thing somewhere. He became lost in musings of A1 trees littering a countryside, little purple people wandering around with buckets and tree-taps.
Ronon poked the florescent green object again and squinted at McKay, who was obviously enjoying his lack of enthusiasm.
"It's boiled horse hooves and sugar," the scientist took another bite of his own mound with relish. Ronon immediately pushed the tray away and glared accusingly at Sheppard. Practical jokes were one thing, but this was food.
"It is not." Sheppard paused, "At least I don't think it is." He eyed his own reddish mound thoughtfully.
"That's a myth Rodney, and you know it," Dr. Zelenka leaned over from an adjacent table. "It's hides and bones, not hooves."
Ronon gave Zelenka an ominously blank look and the scientist retreated to the safety of his own table.
"Look, just don't think about it." Sheppard shrugged, "It's good, really."
Ronon looked at the tray, then looked at note-quite-laughing McKay. Then back at the tray. With a muted snarl he abruptly stood up and left the table, leaving the offending dessert to wobble in his wake.
"Ha!" McKay swooped in and liberated the abandoned jell-o squares.
"You know, there's plenty more in the kitchen," Sheppard gave the scientist a perplexed look.
"Mmm," Rodney ignored him, and relished in his hard-won spoils.
- * - * - * -
Two tables over, Teyla looked down at her own green cubes, then exchanged confused looks with her Athosian tablemates. That cinched it, the Tauri were weird.
"STARGATE ATLANTIS" and other related entities are owned, (TM) and © by MGM TELEVISION and DOUBLE SECRET PRODUCTION in association with GEKKO FILMS and THE SCIFI CHANNEL. All rights reserved. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.
(Looking for more fanfic/fantasy/scifi/poetry/etc to read? Then check out The Unforgotten Country! http://www.martha.net/unforgotten)
Technorati tags: writing | fiction | fantasy | science fiction | the unforgotten country