Drabbles from me
More drabbles from me, a couple from my own prompts and some for prompts of others. Enjoy and let me know what you think!
Heavenly Bodies
McBeck - PG - 100 words
Geosynchronous orbit, that’s what it was. Him, the plant, with Carson, the moon, dancing about him in the same long circular pattern, never getting too close but never quite far enough away not to effect his tides.
He wished he had the magnetism to draw his rakish little moon down onto his naked planetary surface. The words Rodney and magnetism weren’t exactly synonymous.
They would be locked into orbit until some outside force hurtled into one of them knocking them off course. By the way that little Czechoslovakian asteroid kept eyeing his moon he knew that moment wasn’t far off.
Obstacle Course
McBeck - G - 100 Words
He stopped short with a jerk as a small man in science blue cut in front of him and began speaking to him in broken English. Something about his head hurting. He politely told him that he was off duty and that the staff in the infirmary and would be more than happy to help him. He moved on.
When he heard the shrill female voice calling out his name he pretended not to hear it and ducked quickly into the nearest transporter. As he hit the screen his sighed, and Rodney wonder why he was always late getting home.
Proper Motivation
McLenka - PG-13 - 100 words
“That’s Not fair!” Rodney whinged.
“Nor is it negotiable.” was the reply thickly accented and heavy with sleep.
“But I’m the head of the department, do you know how it would look if I admitted that it was really YOUR idea?!”
“Have you mistakenly assumed that I care?”
Rodney opened his mouth but Radek cut him off.
“It was my idea. You told Elizabeth it was yours. This was wrong. You will either tell the truth or you will not. It is your choice. Only correct choice gets reward.”
Rodney perked up and leaned into his lovers bare chest. “Reward?”
The List
McBeck - R - 100 words
Late at night. All alone in his labs, during a little sort-of-coffee break, Rodney McKay made himself a list on his dry erase board with his Scottish blue marker:
Ten Things I Meant To Do Today (but didn't):
1. See Carson
2. Make Carson Smile.
3. Tell Carson that I'm completely, passionately, stupidly in love with him.
4. Kiss Carson with every ounce of love in my being.
5. Leave Carson breathless.
6. Hear Carson say he loves me too.
7. Take Carson home with me and do deliciously naughty thing to him.
8. Carson.
9. Carson.
10. Carson, again.
Oops
McBeck - G - 100 words
It was just something to make me smile, once everyone was gone. I really needed it after the day I had, dealing with ridiculously incompetent minions. I meant to erase it. I really did. It just got so late and I was working on the power problem. I blame the horrid lack of anything resembling real coffee. My brain just can't function on all levels without the caffeine. I just completely forgot it was still there. Until I turned around and saw him in the doorway, staring at the dry erase board. I was mortified, tried to explain. He smiled.
At Fault
McBeck - PG - 100 words
*SPOILERS FOR SUNDAY*
“This is all your fault you know. You just had to be the hero, didn’t you. You couldn’t just let him go. Couldn’t just walk away and put him in the loss column. Couldn’t put yourself first for a change.
I know what you’re thinking, I could have just gone fishing. Yes, yes, you’re right, I could have, I should have but how was I suppose to know you were going to pull such a stupid stunt? It’s all your fault.” Rodney sighed and reached out his hand to run it over the cold granite.
“God, I miss you Carson.”
Heavenly Bodies
McBeck - PG - 100 words
Geosynchronous orbit, that’s what it was. Him, the plant, with Carson, the moon, dancing about him in the same long circular pattern, never getting too close but never quite far enough away not to effect his tides.
He wished he had the magnetism to draw his rakish little moon down onto his naked planetary surface. The words Rodney and magnetism weren’t exactly synonymous.
They would be locked into orbit until some outside force hurtled into one of them knocking them off course. By the way that little Czechoslovakian asteroid kept eyeing his moon he knew that moment wasn’t far off.
Obstacle Course
McBeck - G - 100 Words
He stopped short with a jerk as a small man in science blue cut in front of him and began speaking to him in broken English. Something about his head hurting. He politely told him that he was off duty and that the staff in the infirmary and would be more than happy to help him. He moved on.
When he heard the shrill female voice calling out his name he pretended not to hear it and ducked quickly into the nearest transporter. As he hit the screen his sighed, and Rodney wonder why he was always late getting home.
Proper Motivation
McLenka - PG-13 - 100 words
“That’s Not fair!” Rodney whinged.
“Nor is it negotiable.” was the reply thickly accented and heavy with sleep.
“But I’m the head of the department, do you know how it would look if I admitted that it was really YOUR idea?!”
“Have you mistakenly assumed that I care?”
Rodney opened his mouth but Radek cut him off.
“It was my idea. You told Elizabeth it was yours. This was wrong. You will either tell the truth or you will not. It is your choice. Only correct choice gets reward.”
Rodney perked up and leaned into his lovers bare chest. “Reward?”
The List
McBeck - R - 100 words
Late at night. All alone in his labs, during a little sort-of-coffee break, Rodney McKay made himself a list on his dry erase board with his Scottish blue marker:
Ten Things I Meant To Do Today (but didn't):
1. See Carson
2. Make Carson Smile.
3. Tell Carson that I'm completely, passionately, stupidly in love with him.
4. Kiss Carson with every ounce of love in my being.
5. Leave Carson breathless.
6. Hear Carson say he loves me too.
7. Take Carson home with me and do deliciously naughty thing to him.
8. Carson.
9. Carson.
10. Carson, again.
Oops
McBeck - G - 100 words
It was just something to make me smile, once everyone was gone. I really needed it after the day I had, dealing with ridiculously incompetent minions. I meant to erase it. I really did. It just got so late and I was working on the power problem. I blame the horrid lack of anything resembling real coffee. My brain just can't function on all levels without the caffeine. I just completely forgot it was still there. Until I turned around and saw him in the doorway, staring at the dry erase board. I was mortified, tried to explain. He smiled.
At Fault
McBeck - PG - 100 words
*SPOILERS FOR SUNDAY*
“This is all your fault you know. You just had to be the hero, didn’t you. You couldn’t just let him go. Couldn’t just walk away and put him in the loss column. Couldn’t put yourself first for a change.
I know what you’re thinking, I could have just gone fishing. Yes, yes, you’re right, I could have, I should have but how was I suppose to know you were going to pull such a stupid stunt? It’s all your fault.” Rodney sighed and reached out his hand to run it over the cold granite.
“God, I miss you Carson.”