Fic - "High School"
Here is part 21 of Alpha and Omega. Now clearly this will being going AU soon but until then.... also posted at fanfic100
Title - "High School"
Fandom - Battlestar Galactica
Characters - Kara Thrace/Felix Gaeta
Prompt - Friends 021
Word Count - 471
Summary - Sometimes its like high school on the ship
She glared at Racetrack and Kat. “ You what?”
Racetrack had the good grace to look down, but Kat merely tossed her head back in that obnoxious way she had. “ Look, Starbuck, we don’t want Gaeta in the game tonight. He’s your friend, not ours, and we’re tired of having to watch every frakking thing we say.”
“This is the pilot game,” Racetrack said after a moment, “ He’s not a pilot, and come on, it’s not like you’re frakking him. We all know about Gaeta.” Kat snorted in agreement.
Kara seethed. She knew what it was, a challenge. Kat was behind it of course. Kat had been riding her for weeks since the battle with the resurrection ship. She knew how to handle such a challenge as well. She just didn’t much like what she had to do.
“ If you don’t want him at the game, tell him yourself.” She said it easily. “ I’m not doing it. I don’t have a problem with non pilots like him, or Petty Officer Dualla or any of the other people who show up to the games who aren’t pilots.” She waited a moment. “ You are planning to making it pilots only right? That’s the whole point?”
She smirked as they both nodded. “ Then trot on down to the CIC, look him in the face and tell him he’s not welcome.”
“Well, you’re his friend,” Kat said after a moment.
It was just as Kara thought. A petty little power play that she was not only expected to go along with, but also to actively participate in. But they weren’t fourteen and it wasn’t high school.
“ Wait a minute,” Helo walked over to where the three of them were standing. He seemed amused. And annoyed. “ Are we really considering telling Gaeta not to play? The guy who always shares ambrosia and loses all of the time? Frak that, I wish he played more often. I’m not ok with the pilots only plan. Without the CIC people playing, it’s just a few of us anyway.” He spoke loudly enough to bring everyone in the barracks into the conversation. Kara was pleased to see that the majority opinion was against banning the inclusion of others in the pyramid games.
“Thanks,” she said quietly to Helo, after the conversation.
He shrugged. “ Kat’s being a bitch and she could care less whether Gaeta plays or not, she just wants to mess with you.” He smiled at her. “ It’s not like I don’t have weird friends these days. If you want to hang around the ship straight arrow… well… it’s not like you’re frakking a Cylon.”
She gave him a friendly hug. Helo had hardly been treated well since his return. “ You’re a good friend, Helo.”
Title - "High School"
Fandom - Battlestar Galactica
Characters - Kara Thrace/Felix Gaeta
Prompt - Friends 021
Word Count - 471
Summary - Sometimes its like high school on the ship
She glared at Racetrack and Kat. “ You what?”
Racetrack had the good grace to look down, but Kat merely tossed her head back in that obnoxious way she had. “ Look, Starbuck, we don’t want Gaeta in the game tonight. He’s your friend, not ours, and we’re tired of having to watch every frakking thing we say.”
“This is the pilot game,” Racetrack said after a moment, “ He’s not a pilot, and come on, it’s not like you’re frakking him. We all know about Gaeta.” Kat snorted in agreement.
Kara seethed. She knew what it was, a challenge. Kat was behind it of course. Kat had been riding her for weeks since the battle with the resurrection ship. She knew how to handle such a challenge as well. She just didn’t much like what she had to do.
“ If you don’t want him at the game, tell him yourself.” She said it easily. “ I’m not doing it. I don’t have a problem with non pilots like him, or Petty Officer Dualla or any of the other people who show up to the games who aren’t pilots.” She waited a moment. “ You are planning to making it pilots only right? That’s the whole point?”
She smirked as they both nodded. “ Then trot on down to the CIC, look him in the face and tell him he’s not welcome.”
“Well, you’re his friend,” Kat said after a moment.
It was just as Kara thought. A petty little power play that she was not only expected to go along with, but also to actively participate in. But they weren’t fourteen and it wasn’t high school.
“ Wait a minute,” Helo walked over to where the three of them were standing. He seemed amused. And annoyed. “ Are we really considering telling Gaeta not to play? The guy who always shares ambrosia and loses all of the time? Frak that, I wish he played more often. I’m not ok with the pilots only plan. Without the CIC people playing, it’s just a few of us anyway.” He spoke loudly enough to bring everyone in the barracks into the conversation. Kara was pleased to see that the majority opinion was against banning the inclusion of others in the pyramid games.
“Thanks,” she said quietly to Helo, after the conversation.
He shrugged. “ Kat’s being a bitch and she could care less whether Gaeta plays or not, she just wants to mess with you.” He smiled at her. “ It’s not like I don’t have weird friends these days. If you want to hang around the ship straight arrow… well… it’s not like you’re frakking a Cylon.”
She gave him a friendly hug. Helo had hardly been treated well since his return. “ You’re a good friend, Helo.”