fic meme! high on painkillers fic meme!

[pocky_slash]

Okay, so this is how this is going to go.

1. I am high on painkillers
2. For the next two days I will do this meme
3. Comment with a fandom and/or pairing
4. Including a prompt (word, theme, quote, lyric, etc)
5. I will write you at least two sentences of fic based on pairing + prompt
6. I will do so while high on painkillersGuys, this is going to

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[pocky_slash]

"Look," John said, leaning his head back on the lab table, "It's not that I don't like you." He really didn't like talking about, you know, feelings and stuff, but Katie was a talker and she wouldn't stop asking him questions. He really just wanted to lean back and enjoy, you know?

"It seems like you don't like me," Katie said, from her spot curled up on the floor. "You're always... avoiding me and being so... distant and cold."

"It's his big gay love for McKay," Zelenka muttered. He inhaled deeply, breathing in the fumes that were left over from the brief fire in greenhouse five, the greenhouse that contained certain purely medicinal plants, the greenhouse they were currently trapped in until Rodney could figure out how to convince Atlantis that there was no threat within it.

"Shut up," John muttered half-heartedly. He really just wanted to relax. The room was all... warm. And fuzzy. And he missed pizza all of a sudden.

"Is true," Zelenka muttered. He curled up against John's side, head pillowed on John's arm. "You and McKay, you drive us crazy with your bickering and your finishing each other's thoughts in your heads. We tell him, 'McKay,' we tell him, 'Just jump the Colonel already!' And he gets all red and mutters into his coffee all morning." He poked John's arm. "Your arm is boney. Wake me before McKay gets inside. He'll have me killed if he thinks I am touching you inappropriately."

"But Rodney's not gay!" Katie insisted. "He... he kissed me once!"

"Cadman," Parrish muttered. He took a deep breath as well, and John soon followed. It was too bad they had put that fire out. He had a feeling the contact high would be wearing off soon and would just leave him with a headache and a whining Katie Brown.

"It's not... you know." John gestured vaguely. "Like that. We're just. You know. Whatever. He's McKay."

But Katie seemed to be sleeping again, if the soft exhalations on the ground next to him were anything to go by. Seemed like a good idea, actually. Everything was so... and sleeping would be nice and... you know. Soft. Warm.

"Big gay love," Zelenka muttered from the vicinity of his elbow. "She had to find out sometime."

"It wouldn't have worked out anyway," John muttered, leaning his head back and taking a deep breath, letting it out with a tiny smile as the air seemed to curl pleasantly around his head. "Rodney likes veal too much."

Zelenka might have added, "And cock," but the little baby deer suddenly prancing through his vision were enough to shuttle John off to sleep.

[quackerscooper]

That's hilarious. I think this is my favorite part:

"Rodney likes veal too much."

That's just such a non-sequiter. Unless you're implying that Katie is one of those weepy vegetarians. Which, actually, seems to fit her very well, now that I think about it...

[pocky_slash]

YES. Yes, that is exactly exactly it. alex and I talk about it a lot, how, you know, she's probably a crazy veggie and will hate Rodney forever the first time he eats chicken in front of her. AND IT WILL BE TRAGIC except not.