And they say drama is dead
I found the Drabble Generator going through my old entries. Thus, a couple of Sheppard/McKay drabbles were created. Very very serious ones, of course.
Introducing,
A Dorky Day To Lick
Rodney stepped triumphantly out into the hairy sunshine, and admired John's ear. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a forceful sight."
John climbed off the ring and walked angstily across the grass to greet his lover. Rodney patted John on the cheek and then tried to lick him happily, but without success.
"That's all right," John said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not glorious," Rodney. "Not as glorious as the time we banged in a puddlejumper."
John nodded longingly. "We were fruity back in those days."
"Our butts were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Rodney said. "Everything seems gay and colorful when you're young."
"Of course," John said. "But now we're wet, we can still have fun. If we go about it dramatically."
"Dramatically?" Rodney said . "But how?"
"With this," John said and held out a green donut. "Just take that withsome water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."
Rodney swallowed the donut at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to lick dramatically. They banged like the kind of pills that made you feel really good - until the day after. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
and
A Ring In Time
On a colorful and green morning, Rodney sat in a puddlejumper. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His ear ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect John to love someone with a wet butt?
Happily, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a fruity forceful fork, all on a summer's day. I wish my John would lick me, in his own hairy way..."
"Do you?" John sat down beside Rodney and put his hand on Rodney's cheek. "I think that could be arranged."
Rodney gasped angstily. "But what about my wet butt?"
"I like it," John said dramatically. "I think it's glorious."
They came together and their kiss was like the kind of pills that made you feel really good - until the day after.
"I love you," Rodney said longingly.
"I love you too," John replied and banged him.
They bought a pig, moved in together, and lived triumphantly ever after.
Introducing,
A Dorky Day To Lick
Rodney stepped triumphantly out into the hairy sunshine, and admired John's ear. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a forceful sight."
John climbed off the ring and walked angstily across the grass to greet his lover. Rodney patted John on the cheek and then tried to lick him happily, but without success.
"That's all right," John said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not glorious," Rodney. "Not as glorious as the time we banged in a puddlejumper."
John nodded longingly. "We were fruity back in those days."
"Our butts were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Rodney said. "Everything seems gay and colorful when you're young."
"Of course," John said. "But now we're wet, we can still have fun. If we go about it dramatically."
"Dramatically?" Rodney said . "But how?"
"With this," John said and held out a green donut. "Just take that withsome water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."
Rodney swallowed the donut at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to lick dramatically. They banged like the kind of pills that made you feel really good - until the day after. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
and
A Ring In Time
On a colorful and green morning, Rodney sat in a puddlejumper. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His ear ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect John to love someone with a wet butt?
Happily, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a fruity forceful fork, all on a summer's day. I wish my John would lick me, in his own hairy way..."
"Do you?" John sat down beside Rodney and put his hand on Rodney's cheek. "I think that could be arranged."
Rodney gasped angstily. "But what about my wet butt?"
"I like it," John said dramatically. "I think it's glorious."
They came together and their kiss was like the kind of pills that made you feel really good - until the day after.
"I love you," Rodney said longingly.
"I love you too," John replied and banged him.
They bought a pig, moved in together, and lived triumphantly ever after.