Table ficlet 'Onions' (G) by Anneko
Author: Anneko
Title: Onions
Rating: G
Summary: It was a success. Sort of.
Author's Note: Enjoy
Disclaimer: John and Rodney belong to each other-- and various people and corporations, but not to me.
Feedback: gives me a lovely day.
Rodney did not consider it an unqualified win.
"We're giving these people medecine, technology, aid... And what is it, exactly, we're getting in return?" He railed.
"Come on, Rodney, they're doing the best they can for us. Besides, we'd be helping them even if they couldn't give us anything."
"Onions." His eyes narrowed. "A 'jumper full of onions."
It was a lot... Atlantis' latest trading partners didn't have much variety as far as crops went, but what they had, they had plenty of. And now, the entire team was crowded up to the front of the 'jumper to allow room for the many, *many* baskets of what really, really resembled onions.
John had to admit-- to himself, he would never let Rodney find out-- that he wasn't overly pleased with it, either. It would take forever to get the smell out...
Still, it would add a little flavour to the food. In the end, that would make Rodney happy. And when Rodney was happy, he found ways to make John pretty happy as well.
Really, they could do worse than onions.
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FIN
=^_^=
Anneko
Title: Onions
Rating: G
Summary: It was a success. Sort of.
Author's Note: Enjoy
Disclaimer: John and Rodney belong to each other-- and various people and corporations, but not to me.
Feedback: gives me a lovely day.
Rodney did not consider it an unqualified win.
"We're giving these people medecine, technology, aid... And what is it, exactly, we're getting in return?" He railed.
"Come on, Rodney, they're doing the best they can for us. Besides, we'd be helping them even if they couldn't give us anything."
"Onions." His eyes narrowed. "A 'jumper full of onions."
It was a lot... Atlantis' latest trading partners didn't have much variety as far as crops went, but what they had, they had plenty of. And now, the entire team was crowded up to the front of the 'jumper to allow room for the many, *many* baskets of what really, really resembled onions.
John had to admit-- to himself, he would never let Rodney find out-- that he wasn't overly pleased with it, either. It would take forever to get the smell out...
Still, it would add a little flavour to the food. In the end, that would make Rodney happy. And when Rodney was happy, he found ways to make John pretty happy as well.
Really, they could do worse than onions.
---/-/---
FIN
=^_^=
Anneko