.2-second gratuitous McKay/Sheppard ficlet

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This doesn't even have a title because I wrote it in two seconds, under the combined influence of foxxcub (whose very brilliant idea provided the seed for this) and sheafrotherdon who wanted to see more on a related topic RIGHT NOW.

Involves beach volleyball, mostly as an excuse to get John's shirt off in the sunlight.

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Teyla comes back from the jumper, entirely too soon, with the first-aid kit, and between the two of them--which mostly means Rodney grabbing a bandage and painkillers and telling Teyla he'd take care of it--they get John patched up.

John can move, though he's a bit woozy and will need to go see Carson, because the man is constitutionally incapable of setting foot outside his quarters without disaster striking. Rodney tells John this as he makes him rotate his neck.

"I'm not five, McKay," John says, and winces. "Ow."

"Since you haven't yet mastered basic motor skills, you're obviously overestimating. Come on, we need to get you to Carson. You know how he gets when he can't see you at least once a day." He offers a hand, scowling Ronon away from even thinking about helping

[sgafan33]

Ooh, ooh! You have John's non-regulation bracelet. I can't imagine his wristband is regulation either. I don't suppose we'll ever hear about those two things on the show.

Great comment!fic. Thanks for sharing it.

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You have John's non-regulation bracelet. I can't imagine his wristband is regulation either.

I don't think his hair follows regs, either :D Or wearing his shirt untucked half the time... Maybe he burned the rule book before Elizabeth got a hold of it.

I don't suppose we'll ever hear about those two things on the show.

Alas, no. I think the wristband is one of the Great Mysteries of SGA.

[aesc]

Yay! I love reducing people to whimpering. So much fun!

[adafrog]

ooohhh..

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:D Hee!

[slian_martreb]

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John is so five and Rodney knows this.

And while Rodney pretends to be an impressive ten years old, John knows he's just as five as he is ;)

[slian_martreb]

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Dammit! YOU MADE ME WRITE MY FIRST KID!FIC EVER OH MY GOD.

Once he'd managed to get the sand-to-water ratio perfect, he started building, if you could call sandcastles "building." At least the sand was holding together and the huge turrets of sand weren't collapsing, which was about the only thing that had gone right today.

Within about three seconds of setting foot on the beach, Rodney McKay had decided he hated it. A lot.

"We've spent a lot of money on this vacation, so you're coming with us," his mother had snapped when he'd begged to go back up to their hotel room. Even at seven and a half and three days, Rodney knew enough to know that air conditioning was much more enjoyable than sand, heat, and water that evaporated and left a sticky coating of salt on your skin, but his mother was impervious to logic.

Building sandcastles wasn't a complete waste of time, though. Completely ridiculous materials, of course--crude plastic tools, sand, nothing to measure with--but he sort of liked the challenge

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I. Win. At. Life.

*glowers horribly*

I had a seven-year streak of no kid!fic going and you ruined it.

So I suppose you could say that you win. And that it's worth it.

[slian_martreb]

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*smish!* Apology accepted ;D

[sheafrotherdon]

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. You gotta write the eventually peeling off of the khaki cut-offs and the sex that follows because oh my GOD these ficlets are like the worst cock-teases in fandom! *keeeeeeens* John so hot John so hot!