Rodney had been over the moon with happiness since that morning. It had been the best morning ever. He couldn't ever remember having a morning that good, even though he'd never got around to eating his scrumptious pancakes with lemon syrup, nor had he got started on his jam, but there was plenty of time yet and besides he wasn't sure how to go ( Read more... )

Rodney McKay woke up that morning feeling just dandy. In fact, he felt gosh darn swell. There were birds tweeting outside his window, sun shining in through the curtains; why, it looked to be a real peachy kind of day, the kind of day where you were just happy to be alive ( Read more... )