[Stargate: Drabble] "Staycation" [SG-22, G]
Title: Staycation
Prompt: writerverse challenge #18 vacation time (write about vacation)
Word Count: 209
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 are on vacation.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Staycation
“Hey, sir,” said Jason, coming out into the back yard with a plate of sandwiches. “I’ve got-”
“Nope,” Gryff interrupted.
“I- What?”
“I’m not a ‘sir’,” she informed him, lowering her sunglasses with a smirk. Gryff was half-sitting in a plastic wading pool, in the shade of a beach umbrella stuck into the lawn, a thick book balanced on her upraised knee. “I am on vacation, and so are you.”
“Yeah,” added Toby. He took up most of the second plastic pool, lying on his back with his feet up on a lawn chair. “Vacation.”
“I unplugged the phone,” Levi added, helpfully. He had his own lawn chair, his feet in the pool beside Toby.
“O-kay,” Jason said, with a snort of laughter. “Well, then, not-sir, I have sandwiches.”
He set the plate on the grass between the two pools and lowered himself into the water next to Gryff, and let out a long sigh.
“Better?” Toby asked, grinning.
The Marine cracked one eye, and grabbed a sandwich. “I’m guessing you’re not ‘sir’, either?”
The other man laughed. “Nope. Va-ca-tion!”
“Lee,” said Gryff, reaching for her bottle of sunblock, “you unplugged all the phones?”
“Every single one,” he said.
“Vacation,” repeated Jason.
“Yep,” said Toby. “Two whole days.”
THE END
Current Mood:
mellow
Prompt: writerverse challenge #18 vacation time (write about vacation)
Word Count: 209
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 are on vacation.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Staycation
“Hey, sir,” said Jason, coming out into the back yard with a plate of sandwiches. “I’ve got-”
“Nope,” Gryff interrupted.
“I- What?”
“I’m not a ‘sir’,” she informed him, lowering her sunglasses with a smirk. Gryff was half-sitting in a plastic wading pool, in the shade of a beach umbrella stuck into the lawn, a thick book balanced on her upraised knee. “I am on vacation, and so are you.”
“Yeah,” added Toby. He took up most of the second plastic pool, lying on his back with his feet up on a lawn chair. “Vacation.”
“I unplugged the phone,” Levi added, helpfully. He had his own lawn chair, his feet in the pool beside Toby.
“O-kay,” Jason said, with a snort of laughter. “Well, then, not-sir, I have sandwiches.”
He set the plate on the grass between the two pools and lowered himself into the water next to Gryff, and let out a long sigh.
“Better?” Toby asked, grinning.
The Marine cracked one eye, and grabbed a sandwich. “I’m guessing you’re not ‘sir’, either?”
The other man laughed. “Nope. Va-ca-tion!”
“Lee,” said Gryff, reaching for her bottle of sunblock, “you unplugged all the phones?”
“Every single one,” he said.
“Vacation,” repeated Jason.
“Yep,” said Toby. “Two whole days.”
THE END
Current Mood:
mellow