Untitled Ficlet, by KiaraSayre
Rec Category: Team
Categories: Daniel, friendship
Warnings: none
Author on LJ: kiarasayre
Author's Website: _seven_crows / KiaraSayre at AO3
Link: Untitled Ficlet
Why This Must Be Read: This sweet feel-good ficlet is pure S10 teamy goodness, as the team takes post-whumped Daniel (what, there's another kind?) home for food, films, and friendship. 100% guaranteed to leave you with a smile on your face!
Sam and Teal’c are following them in Sam’s car; when they’re just a few blocks away from Daniel’s house, Sam and Teal’c turn left to pick up the pizzas. They’ve got the movie-Teal’c’s only had the Star Wars DVDs for two years and they already look like a five-year-old’s favored possession in terms of wear and tear-and Daniel’s fairly certain that he’s got some (really, really old) six-packs in the fridge, so they’re all set on that front.
Mitchell pulls right up into Daniel’s driveway and parks. Vala, under the guise of being her overly touchy-feely self, loops an arm around Daniel’s waist and helps support him as he gets out of the car; he rolls his eyes, but leans a bit on her. When Daniel fumbles for his keys, Mitchell just steps forward, picks up the stone porcupine next to the door, and takes out the spare from the compartment.
Daniel grimaces. “Is it that obvious?”
Vala raises an eyebrow. “Daniel. Light-years away from here, on the far edges of the galaxy, in cultures and civilizations that are completely unlike your own--still the only purpose of a stone porcupine is to alert robbers and thieves to the presence of a spare key.”
Daniel’s not certain, but he’s pretty sure Mitchell’s snickering.
Categories: Daniel, friendship
Warnings: none
Author on LJ: kiarasayre
Author's Website: _seven_crows / KiaraSayre at AO3
Link: Untitled Ficlet
Why This Must Be Read: This sweet feel-good ficlet is pure S10 teamy goodness, as the team takes post-whumped Daniel (what, there's another kind?) home for food, films, and friendship. 100% guaranteed to leave you with a smile on your face!
Sam and Teal’c are following them in Sam’s car; when they’re just a few blocks away from Daniel’s house, Sam and Teal’c turn left to pick up the pizzas. They’ve got the movie-Teal’c’s only had the Star Wars DVDs for two years and they already look like a five-year-old’s favored possession in terms of wear and tear-and Daniel’s fairly certain that he’s got some (really, really old) six-packs in the fridge, so they’re all set on that front.
Mitchell pulls right up into Daniel’s driveway and parks. Vala, under the guise of being her overly touchy-feely self, loops an arm around Daniel’s waist and helps support him as he gets out of the car; he rolls his eyes, but leans a bit on her. When Daniel fumbles for his keys, Mitchell just steps forward, picks up the stone porcupine next to the door, and takes out the spare from the compartment.
Daniel grimaces. “Is it that obvious?”
Vala raises an eyebrow. “Daniel. Light-years away from here, on the far edges of the galaxy, in cultures and civilizations that are completely unlike your own--still the only purpose of a stone porcupine is to alert robbers and thieves to the presence of a spare key.”
Daniel’s not certain, but he’s pretty sure Mitchell’s snickering.