SGA FIC: John Sheppard: Relationship Guru (1/1) PG
Hey guys! I fail at the getting back to people, so here goes.
Marine! I had loads of fun in Paris, and it was a total bummer I didn't get to see you, but a good time was still had by all., Happy soon oncoming birthday, in case I forget, or miss. I apologise in advance for it. OR possibly belatedly- I lost the internet for a week and it was not fun. I hope you like this- you're a Star Gate geek too, aren't you?
Tawg, man, good to have you back! I missed you! *hug*
And now, the story"
Title: John Sheppard: Relationship Guru
author: infraredphaeton
summary: Rodney requires some advice. John is probably not the person he should be asking.
notes: This is GEN. Keller is mentioned because I needed someone to ask about, not because I'm a Rodney/Keller shipper. I'm a McShep fan. But this is GEN. Most things I write are.
“So I have a problem,” Rodney said, skating his tray along the table and sitting down opposite John. He immediately began to shovel some kind of beef casserole into his mouth, cracking the seal on his soda with his free hand.
“Mm?” John enquired, around a mouthful of sandwich, doing that weird inquisitive eyebrow lift he’d perfected around two months into their friendship. He swallowed, “What problem?”
”See, I can’t ask Teyla, because she’ll just say I need to be honest, and Ronon will probably tell me to present her with a dead animal I have slain myself- and that kind of advice, I can get from my cat- and I’m certainly not asking Zelenka. He’ll just start talking about how he never had relationships when he was young because they were so poor.” Rodney twirled a hand in some kind of demonstrative gesture. John’s eyes widened slightly in panic at the word relationships.
“Go on.”
“I want to ask Jennifer out.”
“Uh huh.”
“Any ideas on how I can do that? I mean, I’m still not exactly certain how I convinced Katie to go out with me, and Keller- I mean, Jennifer- is a lot less easy to talk to.” Rodney took a large slurp of soda, and John’s brows knitted together meditatively. He looked a bit like a cow chewing cud. Or one of Rodney’s new scientists presented with something that took actual brainpower. John twisted open his water bottle.
“She hasn’t asked you out, then?”
“Obviously not, Sheppard, or I wouldn’t need to ask you for advice. I’d be sitting with her eating lunch, not watching you give your water an Indian burn.” Rodney nodded at where Sheppard’s hands twisted around the body of the bottle,
“It’s not high school, you know. Sometimes you just have to take a chance.” John came out with eventually, and then nodded as if he’d revealed some new wisdom of the Buddha.
“Take a chance? Your advice is take a chance?”
“Mm.” John nodded, and picked up his sandwich again. He flicked it open with his thumb, “The not-tuna tastes kinda weird.” He added, frowning.
“Oh yeah. That’s so helpful. John Sheppard: relationship guru. I can see why I came to you for help. You’ve probably never had to work for a date in your life!” Rodney complained, as John rewrapped the sandwich and shrugged innocently.
“Girls usually ask me. You want my pudding?”
Rodney glared at his casserole, before looking up at John, who took a calm sip of water.
“Yes. But this doesn’t mean you’re off the hook! Give me another option.”
John took a minute to think again. Rodney took a minute to eat John’s pudding- butterscotch, which was Rodney’s favourite.
“Have you tried leaning on something?”
Rodney scowled, and picked up his now empty tray.
“Oh yeah. You’re great. You should write a book! ‘Fifty Ways To Fail At Relationships’.”
John’s eyes widened in panic at the word relationships.
Marine! I had loads of fun in Paris, and it was a total bummer I didn't get to see you, but a good time was still had by all., Happy soon oncoming birthday, in case I forget, or miss. I apologise in advance for it. OR possibly belatedly- I lost the internet for a week and it was not fun. I hope you like this- you're a Star Gate geek too, aren't you?
Tawg, man, good to have you back! I missed you! *hug*
And now, the story"
Title: John Sheppard: Relationship Guru
author: infraredphaeton
summary: Rodney requires some advice. John is probably not the person he should be asking.
notes: This is GEN. Keller is mentioned because I needed someone to ask about, not because I'm a Rodney/Keller shipper. I'm a McShep fan. But this is GEN. Most things I write are.
“So I have a problem,” Rodney said, skating his tray along the table and sitting down opposite John. He immediately began to shovel some kind of beef casserole into his mouth, cracking the seal on his soda with his free hand.
“Mm?” John enquired, around a mouthful of sandwich, doing that weird inquisitive eyebrow lift he’d perfected around two months into their friendship. He swallowed, “What problem?”
”See, I can’t ask Teyla, because she’ll just say I need to be honest, and Ronon will probably tell me to present her with a dead animal I have slain myself- and that kind of advice, I can get from my cat- and I’m certainly not asking Zelenka. He’ll just start talking about how he never had relationships when he was young because they were so poor.” Rodney twirled a hand in some kind of demonstrative gesture. John’s eyes widened slightly in panic at the word relationships.
“Go on.”
“I want to ask Jennifer out.”
“Uh huh.”
“Any ideas on how I can do that? I mean, I’m still not exactly certain how I convinced Katie to go out with me, and Keller- I mean, Jennifer- is a lot less easy to talk to.” Rodney took a large slurp of soda, and John’s brows knitted together meditatively. He looked a bit like a cow chewing cud. Or one of Rodney’s new scientists presented with something that took actual brainpower. John twisted open his water bottle.
“She hasn’t asked you out, then?”
“Obviously not, Sheppard, or I wouldn’t need to ask you for advice. I’d be sitting with her eating lunch, not watching you give your water an Indian burn.” Rodney nodded at where Sheppard’s hands twisted around the body of the bottle,
“It’s not high school, you know. Sometimes you just have to take a chance.” John came out with eventually, and then nodded as if he’d revealed some new wisdom of the Buddha.
“Take a chance? Your advice is take a chance?”
“Mm.” John nodded, and picked up his sandwich again. He flicked it open with his thumb, “The not-tuna tastes kinda weird.” He added, frowning.
“Oh yeah. That’s so helpful. John Sheppard: relationship guru. I can see why I came to you for help. You’ve probably never had to work for a date in your life!” Rodney complained, as John rewrapped the sandwich and shrugged innocently.
“Girls usually ask me. You want my pudding?”
Rodney glared at his casserole, before looking up at John, who took a calm sip of water.
“Yes. But this doesn’t mean you’re off the hook! Give me another option.”
John took a minute to think again. Rodney took a minute to eat John’s pudding- butterscotch, which was Rodney’s favourite.
“Have you tried leaning on something?”
Rodney scowled, and picked up his now empty tray.
“Oh yeah. You’re great. You should write a book! ‘Fifty Ways To Fail At Relationships’.”
John’s eyes widened in panic at the word relationships.