More SGA not-fic
It's kind of sad, but now whenever I see Rodney I immediately think McKay. So when I saw a review for Rodney's Oyster House you can bet my mind went straight to SGA.
Roughly 500 words, John/Rodney pre-slash, with warnings for stilted dialogue, abuse of brackets and commas, and run-on sentences.
After their parents die Rodney and Jeannie get into a fight over who has to run the family business. Since Jeannie's busy doing top-secret government work and Rodney's not quite good enough (yet) to play Carnegie Hall and his bad reputation keeps him from getting jobs, he gets stuck with the place. It's a steady source of income (which he needs) but it also holds the threat of lemony death (which he really, really doesn't), since everyone insists on eating their oysters on the half shell with lemon. Rodney doesn't understand why, since he makes plenty of other toppings that perfectly accentuate their natural taste. He'd tried leaving out the lemons entirely, but neither Evan's charm or Laura's intimidation could handle all the upset customers. And Rodney really did need the money. So he gets his sous-chef Chuck to handle all the lemons.
...
Then one day his shipment of seafood comes in really late. Strange, because Teyla usually runs things pretty smoothly. When the shipment finally arrives it's not Ronon but a new guy, an American, wasting Rodney's precious time with his lazy drawl and his swagger and his leaning on things. Rodney gives John a twelve-minute lecture for being late before he'll sign for the delivery, and after that John arrives more or less on time.
Rodney starts to warm up to him, especially after the day where John comes in looking especially tired and ten years older than he usually does (which is five years above his actual age). He starts inviting John to stay for breakfast. There's bread from Beckett's bakery across the street, coffee, and hot clam chowder. Eventually John starts dropping by for more than just brunch. It gets him out of his empty little house, plus he gets to ride the ferry.
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It's Tuesday and between mealtimes, and the restaurant is almost empty. John is sitting at the bar eating oysters while Rodney shucks clams for the next batch of chowder.
"You know, oysters are supposed to be an aphrodisiac," John states out of the blue, eyebrows dancing on his forehead.
Without looking up from his work Rodney says, "This might surprise you but I think I've heard something about that before."
John smirks. "So is it true?"
Rodney fixes him with a glare. "You're the one eating them, why don't you tell me? Do you have an inappropriate erection? Getting an urge to molest me?"
"I-"
"Didn't think so."
"Actually I-" John starts again, only to be cut off by Cadman's loud arrival.
...
There will be much drama about Ms. Weir's visit. Zelenka even buys new tablecloths to impress her. Rodney doesn't know why. It's a restaurant. Who cares about the tablecloths, as long as they're clean? Elizabeth's reviews have been known to make or break careers. Rodney will panic because he's better at cooking than he ever was with the piano, and he really doesn't want the restaurant to fail now. John will have vague backstory about how he decided to leave his old life and buy a boat up in Canada. The review is printed in Food and Wine, filled with praise of Rodney's unorthodox use of seasonings and sauces, and the restaurant becomes so successful that Kaleb decides to open up a branch in Toronto.
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I also wanted to come up with some kind of joke about John eating at the Captain's table which is, according to the website, Rodney's office.
I love how SGA fandom inspires me to do all kinds of weird things. I have a cyborg not-quite-a-fic in the works, but so far I have lots of description, a tiny bit of dialogue and no plot :(
Roughly 500 words, John/Rodney pre-slash, with warnings for stilted dialogue, abuse of brackets and commas, and run-on sentences.
After their parents die Rodney and Jeannie get into a fight over who has to run the family business. Since Jeannie's busy doing top-secret government work and Rodney's not quite good enough (yet) to play Carnegie Hall and his bad reputation keeps him from getting jobs, he gets stuck with the place. It's a steady source of income (which he needs) but it also holds the threat of lemony death (which he really, really doesn't), since everyone insists on eating their oysters on the half shell with lemon. Rodney doesn't understand why, since he makes plenty of other toppings that perfectly accentuate their natural taste. He'd tried leaving out the lemons entirely, but neither Evan's charm or Laura's intimidation could handle all the upset customers. And Rodney really did need the money. So he gets his sous-chef Chuck to handle all the lemons.
...
Then one day his shipment of seafood comes in really late. Strange, because Teyla usually runs things pretty smoothly. When the shipment finally arrives it's not Ronon but a new guy, an American, wasting Rodney's precious time with his lazy drawl and his swagger and his leaning on things. Rodney gives John a twelve-minute lecture for being late before he'll sign for the delivery, and after that John arrives more or less on time.
Rodney starts to warm up to him, especially after the day where John comes in looking especially tired and ten years older than he usually does (which is five years above his actual age). He starts inviting John to stay for breakfast. There's bread from Beckett's bakery across the street, coffee, and hot clam chowder. Eventually John starts dropping by for more than just brunch. It gets him out of his empty little house, plus he gets to ride the ferry.
...
It's Tuesday and between mealtimes, and the restaurant is almost empty. John is sitting at the bar eating oysters while Rodney shucks clams for the next batch of chowder.
"You know, oysters are supposed to be an aphrodisiac," John states out of the blue, eyebrows dancing on his forehead.
Without looking up from his work Rodney says, "This might surprise you but I think I've heard something about that before."
John smirks. "So is it true?"
Rodney fixes him with a glare. "You're the one eating them, why don't you tell me? Do you have an inappropriate erection? Getting an urge to molest me?"
"I-"
"Didn't think so."
"Actually I-" John starts again, only to be cut off by Cadman's loud arrival.
...
There will be much drama about Ms. Weir's visit. Zelenka even buys new tablecloths to impress her. Rodney doesn't know why. It's a restaurant. Who cares about the tablecloths, as long as they're clean? Elizabeth's reviews have been known to make or break careers. Rodney will panic because he's better at cooking than he ever was with the piano, and he really doesn't want the restaurant to fail now. John will have vague backstory about how he decided to leave his old life and buy a boat up in Canada. The review is printed in Food and Wine, filled with praise of Rodney's unorthodox use of seasonings and sauces, and the restaurant becomes so successful that Kaleb decides to open up a branch in Toronto.
...
I also wanted to come up with some kind of joke about John eating at the Captain's table which is, according to the website, Rodney's office.
I love how SGA fandom inspires me to do all kinds of weird things. I have a cyborg not-quite-a-fic in the works, but so far I have lots of description, a tiny bit of dialogue and no plot :(