fic: True Friends Help You Crucio The Witnesses [cake or death] [amnesty2008]
Title: True Friends Help You Crucio The Witnesses
Author: Tielan
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: none, gen.
Wordcount: 183
Summary: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.
True Friends Help You Crucio The Witnesses
As the slices of cake are placed in front of them, Rodney says, "Death."
Ronon gives him an odd look. "Death?"
Beyond him, understanding is dawning on John's face, along with a struggle to keep a straight expression.
"As in cake or...?" Rodney looks accusingly at John. "You've never shown him Eddie Izzard?"
"I have seen the skit in question," Teyla says, her tone of voice mild. She supposes she should feel angry at their lack of appreciation for her efforts, but the truth is that her cooking attempt does not enthuse her any more than it does them. "And I do not believe this is Church of England, either, Rodney."
Previously eyeing his slice with all the distaste to which he would give a lemon, Rodney looks up, wary of her tone of voice. "So?"
"Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition," says Ronon, grinning as he takes a bite. A moment later the grin is gone, and crumbs are blown everywhere as he chokes.
Later, Teyla reflects that friends eat the cake, but true friends help you clean up the kitchen after Ronon has spat crumbs all over it.
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Author: Tielan
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: none, gen.
Wordcount: 183
Summary: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.
True Friends Help You Crucio The Witnesses
As the slices of cake are placed in front of them, Rodney says, "Death."
Ronon gives him an odd look. "Death?"
Beyond him, understanding is dawning on John's face, along with a struggle to keep a straight expression.
"As in cake or...?" Rodney looks accusingly at John. "You've never shown him Eddie Izzard?"
"I have seen the skit in question," Teyla says, her tone of voice mild. She supposes she should feel angry at their lack of appreciation for her efforts, but the truth is that her cooking attempt does not enthuse her any more than it does them. "And I do not believe this is Church of England, either, Rodney."
Previously eyeing his slice with all the distaste to which he would give a lemon, Rodney looks up, wary of her tone of voice. "So?"
"Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition," says Ronon, grinning as he takes a bite. A moment later the grin is gone, and crumbs are blown everywhere as he chokes.
Later, Teyla reflects that friends eat the cake, but true friends help you clean up the kitchen after Ronon has spat crumbs all over it.
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