022. Enemies; White Wedding.
Title: White Wedding
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Amelia Banks, Chuck, Richard Woolsey, Ronon Dex
Prompt: 022. Enemies
Word Count: ~975
Rating: G.
Summary: It’s not her brother getting married that makes her upset - it’s who he’s marrying. But she has a plan.
Notes: LDT. I don't know if this is a testament to my laziness or just a different way of telling the story but I kinda like it. So here you go. :D
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“I need to find a guy that will make her so extremely jealous that she won’t be able to help herself.”
“What about me?”
“Don’t be silly, Chuck.”
“...”
“I mean, not that you aren’t good looking... or intelligent... and funny sometimes. But I need a real head turner. She isn’t stupid.”
“How about Col. Sheppard, he always seems to have girls... especially alien girls...”
“She’s not an alien, Chuck.”
“Not exactly. But from what you’ve told me, she’s a monster. And that’s close.”
“Haha, very funny.”
“I’m serious, Amelia.”
“...”
“Okay, don’t give me that look. I’m lost. It’s not exactly like I sit around behind this console each day only to contemplate who you should take to your brother’s wedding to make your future sister-in-law so jealous that she will hopefully go insane.”
“Okay, when you put it like that...”
“What makes you think she’ll fall for this anyway?”
“Michelle couldn’t stand me when we were in high school together, even though we were supposedly good friends. I was always the smarter one, the prettier one, the...”
“Yeah I get it. Modest, too, I see.”
“Well, she always wanted what I had. And now that includes my brother, apparently. I need to show Wayne exactly what she’s like before he gets himself into trouble.”
“And what would she be like exactly?”
“A stuck up, nosy little bi...”
“Morning, Mr Woolsey.”
“Good morning, Chuck. Hello, Amelia.”
“Morning, Mr Woolsey. Going for your breakfast, I see, sir.”
“Yes, I am. Would you like me to get anything for you down there?”
“Oh, no thank you.”
“Ok then, carry on.”
“...”
“Do you think he heard?”
“Nah. Go on.”
“Bitch who can’t keep it to herself if it means I have one up on her.”
“Umm...”
“Trust me; she can’t stand me being better than her. And besides, a little healthy competition never hurt anyone.”
“Except maybe your brother.”
“...”
“Sounds like he loves her, Amelia.”
“Yeah, I suppose.”
“You suppose? Ha, you know it’ll kill him. And with you not around, she doesn’t have anyone to compete with anymore. I’m sure when she started dating Wayne after you left she changed her ways and she’s probably a lovely person now.”
“...”
“What? You’re giving me that look again.”
“It’s just... that’s what my dad said about her.”
“See, it’s all good.”
“Yeah, I suppose.”
“Don’t sound so down. Are you sure it’s not you who is creating this little competition.”
“What? Don’t be ridiculous!”
“She is getting married before you...”
“Yeah, so?”
“And you said so yourself that Wayne was a good guy...”
“Yeah?”
“Maybe you’re jealous of her having someone like that in her life.”
“Pfft. As if.”
“Fine, but don’t say I didn’t say it first. If you fall flat on your face back on Earth then I get the right to say I told you so.”
“Oh god, okay. But no I-told-you-so dancing, alright?”
“Aw, come on.”
“No! If it doesn’t work, I’ll be humiliated enough as it is. I don’t need your dancing to make it worse. Just a simple ‘I told you so’ and that’s it, deal?”
“...”
“...”
“Oh, fine.”
“Good. Now, back to the guy...”
“I thought you were a bridesmaid anyway, wouldn’t be kind of awkward for the guy you’re bringing.”
“No, not at all. No one can know what he does for a living... Or how we met... but I’m sure we can work something out. Besides, I’m only a bridesmaid for Wayne’s sake. The least they could do is let me take a date.”
“You can take Woolsey.”
“Don’t snort like that, it’s very unattractive.”
“Sorry. Just trying to picture you with him is... laughable to say the least.”
“What about Major Lorne?”
“Nah, heard he’s dating someone.”
“Who? Wait, I heard he was gay.”
“Ha, people will believe anything.”
“I know, right.”
“What about Dr McKay?”
“He’s dating Dr Keller... stop it, please be serious, Chuck.”
“Okay, okay. What about Ro... Hello Mr Woolsey.”
“Hello, hard at work, I see.”
“Oh yes, lots to do today, Sir.”
“Good work, good work.”
“Well, have a good morning, Mr Woolsey.”
“Thank you, Amelia. I’ll see you two later.”
“...”
“Who were you going to say, Chuck?”
“What about Ronon?”
“Ronon Dex? My sparring teacher, Ronon? Alien, Ronon?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Oh my... Chuck, you’re brilliant!”
“... Where are you going?”
“... To find Ronon.”
“Well, good luck.”
“...”
“Fine, don’t say bye. I’ll just cover you’re shift for you until you get back. Thanks, Chuck. Oh, no problem, Amelia. Geez, what is with women. And people think guys are competitive. Well, no sir. They obviously haven’t met Sergeant Amelia Banks, then, have they? That woman could win a staring competition with a wall, for goodness sakes. Wouldn’t be surprised if she had actually tried to do that, actually...”
“Are you talking to yourself again, Chuck?”
“Amelia! That was quick.”
“Yeah, he was just in the briefing room with some of the other soldiers.”
“So what did he say?”
“He said yes, of course. He actually seemed pretty excited about it.”
“What did you tell him about it?”
“Just that it was a game... a complex and different game. That got his attention. Then I told him it was for my brother’s wedding and it didn’t seem to faze him so I asked if he wanted to be my partner for the week and he said it was cool.”
“Wow.”
“I know, right.”
“Yeah... nice work.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty awesome.”
“...”
“Michelle will have no idea what hit her.”
“You can’t stop smiling, Amelia.”
“I have no reason not to. I just got the sexiest man in two galaxies to accompany me to a wedding. I am the envy of all women everywhere. And they don’t even know it.”
“God help them all.”
“’Cause I certainly won’t.”
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