The Miracle Of The Donkey
Title: The Miracle Of The Donkey
Author: Claudiasharon feat. http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
Pairing: Sam/Rodney
Fandom: SG-1/SGA
Summary: Donkeys bring us closer together.
Rating: PG
A/N: I needed a prompt to write a Jack/Sam fic so I went to Halrloprillalar for easiness and it turned into a Sam/Rodney because I realized I had never written one before.
Rodney hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a cat fishing for food. He loathed it.
Every December, Rodney would feel himself getting all bashful inside. He refused to put up a Christmas mail, he snapped at anyone damp enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Rodney had to go to the mall to buy a guttural frog. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing arguably around and so much Christmas music blaring Star Treky, he thought his forehead would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an erect woman collecting for charity. Rodney never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the erect woman dropped his bells and ran at the store. There was an exotic donkey right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the erect woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Rodney rushed out and happily pushed them both out of the way. There was a afraid bang and then everything went dark.
When Rodney woke up, he was in a combative room. There was a Christmas mail in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rodney's lip hurt. A lot.
The erect woman came into the room. "I'm so deep!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Sam. You saved me from the truck. But your lip is broken."
Rodney hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas mail up and his lip was broken, he felt quite foamy, especially when he looked at Sam.
"Your lip must hurt hornily," Sam said. "I think this will help." And she vomited Rodney several times.
Now Rodney felt very foamy indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Sam. "I love you," he said, and kissed Sam huskily.
"I love you too," said Sam. Just then, the donkey ran into the room and nuzzled Rodney's nose. "I brought him home with us," Sam said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Rodney said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
His kissed Sam with his broken lip. That must've hurt.
I feel foamy inside when I look at Chris. xD
-Jack McWeir
I feel:
creative
Author: Claudiasharon feat. http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
Pairing: Sam/Rodney
Fandom: SG-1/SGA
Summary: Donkeys bring us closer together.
Rating: PG
A/N: I needed a prompt to write a Jack/Sam fic so I went to Halrloprillalar for easiness and it turned into a Sam/Rodney because I realized I had never written one before.
Rodney hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a cat fishing for food. He loathed it.
Every December, Rodney would feel himself getting all bashful inside. He refused to put up a Christmas mail, he snapped at anyone damp enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Rodney had to go to the mall to buy a guttural frog. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing arguably around and so much Christmas music blaring Star Treky, he thought his forehead would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an erect woman collecting for charity. Rodney never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the erect woman dropped his bells and ran at the store. There was an exotic donkey right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the erect woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Rodney rushed out and happily pushed them both out of the way. There was a afraid bang and then everything went dark.
When Rodney woke up, he was in a combative room. There was a Christmas mail in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rodney's lip hurt. A lot.
The erect woman came into the room. "I'm so deep!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Sam. You saved me from the truck. But your lip is broken."
Rodney hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas mail up and his lip was broken, he felt quite foamy, especially when he looked at Sam.
"Your lip must hurt hornily," Sam said. "I think this will help." And she vomited Rodney several times.
Now Rodney felt very foamy indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Sam. "I love you," he said, and kissed Sam huskily.
"I love you too," said Sam. Just then, the donkey ran into the room and nuzzled Rodney's nose. "I brought him home with us," Sam said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Rodney said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
His kissed Sam with his broken lip. That must've hurt.
I feel foamy inside when I look at Chris. xD
-Jack McWeir
I feel:
creative