SGA Fic: What Happens in the Clubhouse

[skoosiepants]

Title: What Happens in the Clubhouse
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ~6,000
Summary: “Right, yes, because traveling through the eleven miles of forest between here and the ‘gate will be a piece of cake when we’re roughly the size of dwarves, with all the strength of a bundle of sticks!”
A/N: Um, yeah. So this is cracky kid!fic with

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[insipid_paragon]

Oh oh! Oh god, except I forgot this part:

John made a face and almost said, ‘girls, yuck,’ and Rodney jabbed a finger at him and shouted, “I knew it!”

“Knew what?”

“That you’re an intergalactic slut,” Rodney accused hotly, and Teyla caught John around the waist with quicksilver reflexes just as he sprung from the floor, arms clamoring to beat the sneer off Rodney’s face.

He screamed, “Take it back!” throat burning and tears welling embarrassingly close to the surface.

“No!” Rodney yelled, face red and hands balled at his hips, standing just out of John’s reach. “No, I won’t, it’s true.”

“Is not,” John rasped brokenly and god. Oh god, he was crying. He was crying and it was officially the worst. Day. Ever.
And then he's crying all over Teyla? And then he shifts to crying all over Rodney? *melts* I adore that scene. I can totally see it...Well, you know. I can see the characters my head built from your descriptions, anyway, since I don't really know what they really look like. :D Anyway, that scene's just too damn adorable. Hilarious AND adorable.

I could quote so many bits and pieces as being equally amusing/cute, but I promise, I'll stop now. I'm calm now. *sits on hands*

[skoosiepants]

*grins* So... I take it you liked it? Hee. *hugs you* Well, I'm certainly glad you enjoyed this, and maybe won't be so upset with me avoiding updating HP things (which I swear I will get to!). And that you enjoyed it without really knowing the characters means a lot :)

This was so much fun to write. I mean, little kids! But all adult-like!! I fear my biological clock might be ticking *g*

[insipid_paragon]

*blush* Yeah, I liked it. A little. I guess. *grin* Sometimes I think you could write about a bowl of fruit and I'd still walk away laughing and loving it.

*sticks her fingers in her ears and pretends she didn't hear you say anything about biological clocks*

[skoosiepants]

It's ticking! I know, I'm just as horrified.