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[scientificsnark]

It had been exactly a month since the...weekend debacle, and everything seemed to be fine with Jill, which meant Rodney McKay didn't have an excuse to stay hidden in his hut for much longer. Avoiding Sheppard and everyone else seemed a little immature, and Rodney did not want such an unflattering adjective attached to his name

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[feltgoodthough]

Ronon noticed Rodney's suspicion of the fruit bowl when he entered the kitchen and despite McKay's well known paranoia, he surveyed it himself just in case. Seemed normal. "Doubt it was the food that did that to you," he commented helping himself to several apples. If it was the whole island would have been crazy.

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"Don't rule it out," Rodney said, looking up at Ronon. And further up. Not for the first time, he thought that he would've made a great basketball player back on Earth. "There was one incident with chocolate, when the earlier me was here. Apparently I confessed my eternal love to Sheppard." He snorted. "Clearly there was something sinister at work there."

Come to think of it, hadn't he done the same thing this time? He groaned inwardly a little. He hadn't remembered that part until now.

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Ronon considered that, briefly marvelled that McKay still ate here, decided it was not a mental image he needed and dismissed it. Though he might bring it up with Sheppard later - not that he needed to distract him when they were sparring.

Ronon dropped into one of the seats by Rodney, slouching so he fit. He took a bite of apple and swallowed. "At least you didn't try to marry Sheppard," he pointed out. It was a limited up side but there it was.

[scientificsnark]

"That is a good, if extremely disturbing point," Rodney said, not looking too happy about it. He probably would have married everyone if he could have. Including people like Mitchell. He shuddered.

"I don't know, though," he said, perking up a little. "I think you'd make a great altar boy." He smirked at Ronon.

[feltgoodthough]

It sounded like Ronon had been better off chasing Jennifer about persuading her that mountain climbing was not for her. Though in the end that had worked out.

Ronon didn't know what an altar boy was but he took it for an insult just from the tone of McKay's voice. "Yeah well. Maybe at your next wedding," he suggested.

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"There's not going to be a next one," Rodney promised, with feeling. "Not for another twenty years or so, at least. Getting married is not something I planned to do before my retirement. If I ever live long enough to retire, what with Wraith and killer lemons and other citrus fruit chasing me all over the damn galaxy."

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"You're practically retired here," Ronon pointed out innocently. "No wraith," this said with a grimace - Ronon wasn't done with them just because he was stuck here. "No science." That had to be as frustrating for McKay as the lack of things to fight was for him.

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"There's plenty of science everywhere if you know where to look," Rodney said, irate. Retired? Him? Ha! "Especially if you're as smart as I am. Just because I'm not using my towering intellect to get the team out of impossible situations every five minutes anymore doesn't mean I'm retired."