[Stargate: Drabble] "The Flame of Friendship True" [SG-22, G]
Title: The Flame of Friendship True
Prompt: writerverse challenge #28 august table of doom #09
Band: Trout Fishing in America
Lyric(s): These are good times, sitting by the fireside/Put another log on so the mood won’t disappear (“These Are Good Times”)
Word Count: 223
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 camp out in their own backyard.
Note(s): (a) originally posted to the writerverse wv_library (b) title from the old Girl Scout song “Each Campfire Lights Anew”
The Flame of Friendship True
“There’s something wrong with this,” said Levi, as he closed the back door behind him.
The other three members of his team looked up from the fire circle they’d made in the grass, right in their own backyard, Gryff poking the logs into a better alignment while Toby arranged blankets and Jason popped open a bag of marshmallows.
“What?” said Gryff. “This is a regulation fire, made to the exacting specifications of the nineteen-fifty-seven edition of the Brownie Girl Scout Field Guide.”
“No, but also yes,” said Levi. “How many thousand times have we done this off-world?”
“Yeah,” said Jason. “But this time we can make s’mores.”
“And coffee from a real coffee pot,” Toby added. “And when it gets too cold, and we’re sticky and smoky, we can go inside to take showers and sleep in real beds.”
Levi hmmed. “That’s true,” he said. “And somebody said s’mores?”
“Yes, I did.” Jason handed him a metal skewer and the bag of marshmallows. “Yell when you’re ready for chocolate and- graham crackers. Really, sir?”
Gryff looked up. “What?” she asked, her mouth full of chocolate. “I’ll save enough for the s’mores.”
Levi plopped onto the blanket beside her, laughing so hard that he tipped over onto Toby’s shoulder. “I have the best team in the universe,” he said.
Jason grinned. “Yeah, you do.”
THE END
Current Mood:
rainy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #28 august table of doom #09
Band: Trout Fishing in America
Lyric(s): These are good times, sitting by the fireside/Put another log on so the mood won’t disappear (“These Are Good Times”)
Word Count: 223
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 camp out in their own backyard.
Note(s): (a) originally posted to the writerverse wv_library (b) title from the old Girl Scout song “Each Campfire Lights Anew”
The Flame of Friendship True
“There’s something wrong with this,” said Levi, as he closed the back door behind him.
The other three members of his team looked up from the fire circle they’d made in the grass, right in their own backyard, Gryff poking the logs into a better alignment while Toby arranged blankets and Jason popped open a bag of marshmallows.
“What?” said Gryff. “This is a regulation fire, made to the exacting specifications of the nineteen-fifty-seven edition of the Brownie Girl Scout Field Guide.”
“No, but also yes,” said Levi. “How many thousand times have we done this off-world?”
“Yeah,” said Jason. “But this time we can make s’mores.”
“And coffee from a real coffee pot,” Toby added. “And when it gets too cold, and we’re sticky and smoky, we can go inside to take showers and sleep in real beds.”
Levi hmmed. “That’s true,” he said. “And somebody said s’mores?”
“Yes, I did.” Jason handed him a metal skewer and the bag of marshmallows. “Yell when you’re ready for chocolate and- graham crackers. Really, sir?”
Gryff looked up. “What?” she asked, her mouth full of chocolate. “I’ll save enough for the s’mores.”
Levi plopped onto the blanket beside her, laughing so hard that he tipped over onto Toby’s shoulder. “I have the best team in the universe,” he said.
Jason grinned. “Yeah, you do.”
THE END
Current Mood:
rainy