Drabble Post
I'm still accepting drabbles if anybody wants to ask for one.
For kimberlyfdr who wanted McShep something with the theme of family."
John sighed as he walked into the living room. The arguement between Jeannie and Rodney was expected, but he hadn't been prepared for Kaleb and his parents. Apparently, Rodney wasn't the only one angry about Kaleb's profession. John had escaped from the kitchen unscathed but he had a bad feeling that Rodney would be bellowing for him any minute now.
“Hi, Uncle Rodney's friend.” Madison was sitting at the coffee table colouring. “Do you have a real name? 'Cause Mommy never said it.”
“John,” he replied, lowering himself to the floor beside her.
“Hi, Mr. John.”
“Hi, Madison.” John watched as pink water was added underneath a blue sun. “That's pretty.”
“Thank you. Do you wanna colour?” Without waiting for a response, Madison gave him a piece of paper and moved the Crayolas between them.
“Thanks.” He looked at the blank paper for a moment before selecting a crayon. “You know, a blue sun would be hotter than our yellow sun.”
“Yep,” Madison said as she began drawing purple fish. “That's why the ocean is pink; it's sunburned.”
“That's... very smart,” John admitted. “I never would've thought of something like that when I was your age.”
“What colour should the whale be?”
“Green.”
“That's my favourite colour.” They drew on in silence for a few moments. “Why is Uncle Rodney mad at Mommy?” John mentally slapped himself; he should've been prepared for this.
“I don't think he's actually angry. Rodney just yells at people so that they know he loves them.” Madison nodded and added some birds.
“Are Gram and Pop-pop loving at Daddy right now?”
“Um...” John flailed about for the right answer. “Your grandparents love your dad and you and that's why they're angry. They think he's not living up to his ability and that it might hurt you.” Madison nodded. The silence stretched as the couple tried to block out the din from the kitchen.
“Adults are complicated,” Madison said wisely.
“It's part of growing up.”
“Is that why you and Uncle Rodney aren't married yet?” John's immediate reaction was to start cursing. Fortunately, he kept a handle on himself.
“In a nutshell, yes. My boss would fire me if I married Rodney.” John hoped that Madison would accept it and not ask questions.
“Why would they do that?” She was obviously a McKay.
“Well...”
“What are you guys doing in here?” John was saved by the Jeannie.
“Colouring!” Madison announced. “And Mr. John is explaining why Uncle Rodney loves through yelling.”
“That's not exactly what I said,” John admitted with a sheepish smile. “I made this for you.” He shoved his drawing at Rodney. The scientist looked at it and rolled his eyes.
“You're a twelve year old girl. With pigtails and knee socks.” Then, he leaned over and kissed John on the forehead. “Good thing I like you so much or I'd have to send you back to boarding school.” Madison gave John another piece of paper and the two continued drawing as Jeannie and Rodney sat down on the couch. Jeannie snatched the drawing from her brother and burst out laughing at the sight of John Sheppard's heart.
For scap3goat who wanted " twins? Or maybe twins. I would be happy about something with the twins, too. Eventually I'd also accept porn. ;P Something with sushi or a flooded bathroom?" I kinda managed all of that except the porn...
Metal screeched upon metal and water flooded in. The Doctor started and sat up. For a moment, he had been convinced that he'd awoken aboard the Titanic. Again. However, Jack stirred beside him and the shadows resolved into their bedroom.
“Your turn. Bottle in the 'fridge,” Jack said, rolling over. It was a reminant from the days when the twins were still babies. There was a splash from somewhere and the Doctor sighed. He slid out of bed, put on his dressing gown, and ventured out into the dark hallways.
The sounds led him through darkness to a little-used bathroom. The Doctor stood at the door a moment before, swinging it open.
Rose and Jonas jerked to a stop and stared at their da in shock. At least an inch of water stood on the floor and both twins were soaked. They looked guilty.
“What's going on in here?” the Doctor demanded.
“Nothing, Da,” Rose replied immediately. The Doctor shook his head. It was going to be one of those things. Even at six, the twins were master mischief makers. They could plan out every detail perfectly and perpetrate some bit of mischief for months at a time. Upon being caught, they could even deny their plans and continue on without their parents knowledge.
So long as Jonas wasn't directly questioned.
He was a quiet and sensitive boy who hated the psychic unrest brought by lying to his parents. And his parents used it against him the way only a parent could.
All of the Time Lords were minimally psychic and Jack had been surrounded by them long enough to have picked up some tips on figuring out how people felt, but Jonas was psychic on a whole 'nother level.
Feeling a little guilty, the Doctor concentrated on how he felt when they lied to him. “A blind fool could see something was going on here. And your da is not a blind fool.” Rose and Jonas shared a glance. “Now, do either of you want to tell me what's really going on? Jonas?”
“It was her idea!” the boy yelled, pointing at Rose. Rose gasped and stomped her foot. “We just wanted a pet and she thought it would be really cool so...”
The Doctor strode around the yelling children and looked into the bathtub. “Is this a pleiosaur?”
Silence fell behind him.
“Yes.”
“You've been keeping this hidden in here since our last visit?”
“Yes.”
"That was two months ago."
“What's going on?” Jack asked, sleepily from the doorway.
“Your children have been keeping a pleiosaur in the bathtub,” the Doctor responded.
“Cool. What's a pleiosaur?” Jack asked.
“Why aren't you angry about this?” the Doctor asked, turning to face the other man.
“Sounds like the sort of thing you would've done as a child.”
“No. I was remarkably well-behaved up until I started stealing things,” the Doctor replied. “What are we going to do with this?”
“Let us keep it.” A glare from the Doctor kept Rose from pursuing that thread any further.
“Huh,” Jack said as he joined his husband. “It looks a bit like Nessie.” Slowly, the Doctor turned to his husband.
“You're a genius!” he replied before kissing him and running off.
“I know, but what did I say?” Jack called after him. There was no response so he turned to look at his kids. “Jonas?”
“I think he wants to put Duckie in the loch.”
For ria_kukalaka who wanted "a little Kav/Lorne cuddling." The movie they're watching is Knocked Up. Also, this is part of the Master Plan universe. It takes place in the future from where the fics are at the moment.
“I thought you said this was a romantic comedy.”
“The box says it is,” Lorne replied.
“So far it's been Ken Miller getting high and Wash telling Isabel she needs to lose weight,” Kavanagh said as he snuggled against the major. “When's the romance going to start?”
“You know, actors have real names,” Lorne said. “In this case, Seth Rogen, Alan Tudyk, and Katherine Heigl. And should I be worried that you watch Grey's Anatomy?”
“First, I've never seen it. I'm talking about Isabel from Roswell. Second, I think I should be worried that you know actors' names.” Lorne ran his fingers through the scientist's hair fondly.
“Lots of people know actors' names.” He pointed at the screen. “Hey! You see the hot guy with the beard?”
“Despite the fact that two people in this scene have beards, yes, I see the hot one,” Kavanagh replied.
“He's Martin Starr. I didn't know he was in this!”
“Who's Martin Starr?” Kavanagh asked. Lorne looked down at him with an affectionate look that declared he thought Kavanagh an idiot.
“He was one of my first TV boy crushes. And the guy who played Bill on Freaks and Geeks.”
“Nice to see your tastes haven't changed much.” Kavanagh studied the guy. “I can kinda see it, but I wouldn't have known if you hadn't said anything. He grew up.” They sat comfortably and watched in silence for a bit. “I wonder how old he is now.”
“Top of my head, I'd say about twenty-five or twenty-six,” Lorne said. Kavanagh nodded and shifted so that his head was in Lorne's lap. They sat like that for a while the silence broken only by the sounds of laughter and Lorne occasionally pointing out actors.
Suddenly, Kavanagh burst out into laughter. “I swear if you ever tell me you're pregnant I'll respond the same way.” Lorne wrinkled his nose.
“I guess, it's a good thing I can't get pregnant then.”
“Well, we can still try,” Kavanagh replied, kissing the other man. Lorne gave a happy little moan. Then, the scientist pulled away. “After the movie.”
“Yeah, this is alot better than I thought it'd be,” Lorne replied as they settled in.
“I love you.”
“I know.”
And the silly, little sequel that doesn't count as part of the universe.
Kav: Why am I here? You know I'm a very busy--
Lorne: Just sit down!
Kav: Hmpf. *sits*
Lorne: *sighs* I'm pregnant.
Kav: Fuck off.
Lorne: WHAT?
Kav: I told you I was going to do that. *rubs face* How the hell did you get pregnant?
Lorne: I'm not. I just wanted to see what you would do. THE END.
And missyvortexdv's drabble turning into a very odd, very depressing full blown fic. So it's not here.
For kimberlyfdr who wanted McShep something with the theme of family."
John sighed as he walked into the living room. The arguement between Jeannie and Rodney was expected, but he hadn't been prepared for Kaleb and his parents. Apparently, Rodney wasn't the only one angry about Kaleb's profession. John had escaped from the kitchen unscathed but he had a bad feeling that Rodney would be bellowing for him any minute now.
“Hi, Uncle Rodney's friend.” Madison was sitting at the coffee table colouring. “Do you have a real name? 'Cause Mommy never said it.”
“John,” he replied, lowering himself to the floor beside her.
“Hi, Mr. John.”
“Hi, Madison.” John watched as pink water was added underneath a blue sun. “That's pretty.”
“Thank you. Do you wanna colour?” Without waiting for a response, Madison gave him a piece of paper and moved the Crayolas between them.
“Thanks.” He looked at the blank paper for a moment before selecting a crayon. “You know, a blue sun would be hotter than our yellow sun.”
“Yep,” Madison said as she began drawing purple fish. “That's why the ocean is pink; it's sunburned.”
“That's... very smart,” John admitted. “I never would've thought of something like that when I was your age.”
“What colour should the whale be?”
“Green.”
“That's my favourite colour.” They drew on in silence for a few moments. “Why is Uncle Rodney mad at Mommy?” John mentally slapped himself; he should've been prepared for this.
“I don't think he's actually angry. Rodney just yells at people so that they know he loves them.” Madison nodded and added some birds.
“Are Gram and Pop-pop loving at Daddy right now?”
“Um...” John flailed about for the right answer. “Your grandparents love your dad and you and that's why they're angry. They think he's not living up to his ability and that it might hurt you.” Madison nodded. The silence stretched as the couple tried to block out the din from the kitchen.
“Adults are complicated,” Madison said wisely.
“It's part of growing up.”
“Is that why you and Uncle Rodney aren't married yet?” John's immediate reaction was to start cursing. Fortunately, he kept a handle on himself.
“In a nutshell, yes. My boss would fire me if I married Rodney.” John hoped that Madison would accept it and not ask questions.
“Why would they do that?” She was obviously a McKay.
“Well...”
“What are you guys doing in here?” John was saved by the Jeannie.
“Colouring!” Madison announced. “And Mr. John is explaining why Uncle Rodney loves through yelling.”
“That's not exactly what I said,” John admitted with a sheepish smile. “I made this for you.” He shoved his drawing at Rodney. The scientist looked at it and rolled his eyes.
“You're a twelve year old girl. With pigtails and knee socks.” Then, he leaned over and kissed John on the forehead. “Good thing I like you so much or I'd have to send you back to boarding school.” Madison gave John another piece of paper and the two continued drawing as Jeannie and Rodney sat down on the couch. Jeannie snatched the drawing from her brother and burst out laughing at the sight of John Sheppard's heart.
For scap3goat who wanted " twins? Or maybe twins. I would be happy about something with the twins, too. Eventually I'd also accept porn. ;P Something with sushi or a flooded bathroom?" I kinda managed all of that except the porn...
Metal screeched upon metal and water flooded in. The Doctor started and sat up. For a moment, he had been convinced that he'd awoken aboard the Titanic. Again. However, Jack stirred beside him and the shadows resolved into their bedroom.
“Your turn. Bottle in the 'fridge,” Jack said, rolling over. It was a reminant from the days when the twins were still babies. There was a splash from somewhere and the Doctor sighed. He slid out of bed, put on his dressing gown, and ventured out into the dark hallways.
The sounds led him through darkness to a little-used bathroom. The Doctor stood at the door a moment before, swinging it open.
Rose and Jonas jerked to a stop and stared at their da in shock. At least an inch of water stood on the floor and both twins were soaked. They looked guilty.
“What's going on in here?” the Doctor demanded.
“Nothing, Da,” Rose replied immediately. The Doctor shook his head. It was going to be one of those things. Even at six, the twins were master mischief makers. They could plan out every detail perfectly and perpetrate some bit of mischief for months at a time. Upon being caught, they could even deny their plans and continue on without their parents knowledge.
So long as Jonas wasn't directly questioned.
He was a quiet and sensitive boy who hated the psychic unrest brought by lying to his parents. And his parents used it against him the way only a parent could.
All of the Time Lords were minimally psychic and Jack had been surrounded by them long enough to have picked up some tips on figuring out how people felt, but Jonas was psychic on a whole 'nother level.
Feeling a little guilty, the Doctor concentrated on how he felt when they lied to him. “A blind fool could see something was going on here. And your da is not a blind fool.” Rose and Jonas shared a glance. “Now, do either of you want to tell me what's really going on? Jonas?”
“It was her idea!” the boy yelled, pointing at Rose. Rose gasped and stomped her foot. “We just wanted a pet and she thought it would be really cool so...”
The Doctor strode around the yelling children and looked into the bathtub. “Is this a pleiosaur?”
Silence fell behind him.
“Yes.”
“You've been keeping this hidden in here since our last visit?”
“Yes.”
"That was two months ago."
“What's going on?” Jack asked, sleepily from the doorway.
“Your children have been keeping a pleiosaur in the bathtub,” the Doctor responded.
“Cool. What's a pleiosaur?” Jack asked.
“Why aren't you angry about this?” the Doctor asked, turning to face the other man.
“Sounds like the sort of thing you would've done as a child.”
“No. I was remarkably well-behaved up until I started stealing things,” the Doctor replied. “What are we going to do with this?”
“Let us keep it.” A glare from the Doctor kept Rose from pursuing that thread any further.
“Huh,” Jack said as he joined his husband. “It looks a bit like Nessie.” Slowly, the Doctor turned to his husband.
“You're a genius!” he replied before kissing him and running off.
“I know, but what did I say?” Jack called after him. There was no response so he turned to look at his kids. “Jonas?”
“I think he wants to put Duckie in the loch.”
For ria_kukalaka who wanted "a little Kav/Lorne cuddling." The movie they're watching is Knocked Up. Also, this is part of the Master Plan universe. It takes place in the future from where the fics are at the moment.
“I thought you said this was a romantic comedy.”
“The box says it is,” Lorne replied.
“So far it's been Ken Miller getting high and Wash telling Isabel she needs to lose weight,” Kavanagh said as he snuggled against the major. “When's the romance going to start?”
“You know, actors have real names,” Lorne said. “In this case, Seth Rogen, Alan Tudyk, and Katherine Heigl. And should I be worried that you watch Grey's Anatomy?”
“First, I've never seen it. I'm talking about Isabel from Roswell. Second, I think I should be worried that you know actors' names.” Lorne ran his fingers through the scientist's hair fondly.
“Lots of people know actors' names.” He pointed at the screen. “Hey! You see the hot guy with the beard?”
“Despite the fact that two people in this scene have beards, yes, I see the hot one,” Kavanagh replied.
“He's Martin Starr. I didn't know he was in this!”
“Who's Martin Starr?” Kavanagh asked. Lorne looked down at him with an affectionate look that declared he thought Kavanagh an idiot.
“He was one of my first TV boy crushes. And the guy who played Bill on Freaks and Geeks.”
“Nice to see your tastes haven't changed much.” Kavanagh studied the guy. “I can kinda see it, but I wouldn't have known if you hadn't said anything. He grew up.” They sat comfortably and watched in silence for a bit. “I wonder how old he is now.”
“Top of my head, I'd say about twenty-five or twenty-six,” Lorne said. Kavanagh nodded and shifted so that his head was in Lorne's lap. They sat like that for a while the silence broken only by the sounds of laughter and Lorne occasionally pointing out actors.
Suddenly, Kavanagh burst out into laughter. “I swear if you ever tell me you're pregnant I'll respond the same way.” Lorne wrinkled his nose.
“I guess, it's a good thing I can't get pregnant then.”
“Well, we can still try,” Kavanagh replied, kissing the other man. Lorne gave a happy little moan. Then, the scientist pulled away. “After the movie.”
“Yeah, this is alot better than I thought it'd be,” Lorne replied as they settled in.
“I love you.”
“I know.”
And the silly, little sequel that doesn't count as part of the universe.
Kav: Why am I here? You know I'm a very busy--
Lorne: Just sit down!
Kav: Hmpf. *sits*
Lorne: *sighs* I'm pregnant.
Kav: Fuck off.
Lorne: WHAT?
Kav: I told you I was going to do that. *rubs face* How the hell did you get pregnant?
Lorne: I'm not. I just wanted to see what you would do. THE END.
And missyvortexdv's drabble turning into a very odd, very depressing full blown fic. So it's not here.