fic: Human Ego [PG, Stargate Atlantis]
Title: Human Ego
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Minor ones for Be All My Sins Remember'd.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis. I am not that awesome.
Summary: Todd is ever so grateful that he's no longer a captive of the Lanteans. Tag to BAMSR.
Notes: BAMSR is going to be the episode that lauches a thousand fics, methinks. *glares at the plotbunnies lining up around the block* Inspired by Todd the Wraith's eyeroll during his scene with McKay.
Human Ego
The thing Todd hated most about his time with the Lanteans was not the starvation and his constant bondage. He had survived many years with the Genii and the Lanteans were not as cruel as they had been, even to Wraith.
It was not the ridiculous name John Sheppard had given him, like he was Sheppard’s little pet. He had faced worse insults in his time.
The loss of his Hive was depressing, but not surprising. The Lanteans’ trigger happy reputation was well-known in the Wraith communities and his Queen had not been well liked among the others. The Hive that had followed his to Atlantis had been a thorn in their side for years.
The separation from his kind was slightly more bearable this time, with the human Abomination’s mental presence a comfort during his darkest hours.
Even the Runner, constantly fingering his gun, threatening him, and waiting for the day when he could finally pull the trigger, could be borne. Todd had learned to ignore him with time.
No, what Todd hated most about his time with the Lanteans was Doctor Rodney McKay’s bragging sessions.
Whenever the Doctor had his authority challenged or when he hit a roadblock in their project, he would wax poetic about every major feat of science he had accomplished during his time in Atlantis. Todd recognized the tactics for what they were - bait for what the humans so often called a “pissing match” - and did not bother to lower himself to Doctor McKay’s level and boast of his own accomplishments.
Even now, with the new Hive and far from Atlantis, the Doctor’s eager and grating voice is still clear in his mind.
“Did I ever tell you about the time I blew up a solar system? Well, seven eighths of it if we want to be exact and it was unpopulated, so it’s probably nothing like the damage you’ve done. If I can manage to do that, I think I can manage this tricky bit of code. And then there was this time when I got trapped underwater…”
Todd would be glad never to meet the Lanteans again if only to spare himself from the Doctor’s ego.
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*runs off to work on more BAMSR fic*