[Stargate: Drabble] "Ancient and New" [John/Rodney, G]
Title: Ancient and New
Prompt: writerverse challenge #04 BINGO table of DOOM! prompt #20 ‘standing still’
Rating: G
Word Count: 216
Original/Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Summary: John runs into an Ancient device with a specific purpose.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Ancient and New
“Don’t move!” Rodney yelled, and John froze, hand suspended in the air over the Ancient console.
“I didn’t touch it,” he protested.
“And don’t talk,” said Rodney.
He had his tablet in one hand, the other hovering near his gun, and that made John’s nerves kick up a notch - if Rodney recognized there was danger, that was never good.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Don’t talk,” Rodney repeated. “It’s scanning you, and I’m trying to figure out why.”
“What!?”
“Don’t talk!” snapped Rodney. “I’m serious, Sheppard, don’t move. This thing is building up a charge, and I still can’t find what-”
The console lights began to flash, accompanied by a rapidly-building hum, and John lunged at Rodney, knocking them both to the ground just as the light pulsed all around them.
Then, it faded, and the room was silent.
“You okay?” John asked.
“Yeah,” said Rodney. He sat up, checking his tablet. “It’s gone now. Whatever it was doing, it’s stopped.”
“But it didn’t…” John frowned. “Is that a sweater?”
It was, lying on the previously-empty counter in the center of the room. John reached for it, carefully, then grinned.
“It’s soft! And it looks like it’d fit.”
“It looks… Come on! An Ancient tailoring device? Really?”
John laughed, and took the sweater with him.
THE END
Current Mood:
nerdy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #04 BINGO table of DOOM! prompt #20 ‘standing still’
Rating: G
Word Count: 216
Original/Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Summary: John runs into an Ancient device with a specific purpose.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Ancient and New
“Don’t move!” Rodney yelled, and John froze, hand suspended in the air over the Ancient console.
“I didn’t touch it,” he protested.
“And don’t talk,” said Rodney.
He had his tablet in one hand, the other hovering near his gun, and that made John’s nerves kick up a notch - if Rodney recognized there was danger, that was never good.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Don’t talk,” Rodney repeated. “It’s scanning you, and I’m trying to figure out why.”
“What!?”
“Don’t talk!” snapped Rodney. “I’m serious, Sheppard, don’t move. This thing is building up a charge, and I still can’t find what-”
The console lights began to flash, accompanied by a rapidly-building hum, and John lunged at Rodney, knocking them both to the ground just as the light pulsed all around them.
Then, it faded, and the room was silent.
“You okay?” John asked.
“Yeah,” said Rodney. He sat up, checking his tablet. “It’s gone now. Whatever it was doing, it’s stopped.”
“But it didn’t…” John frowned. “Is that a sweater?”
It was, lying on the previously-empty counter in the center of the room. John reached for it, carefully, then grinned.
“It’s soft! And it looks like it’d fit.”
“It looks… Come on! An Ancient tailoring device? Really?”
John laughed, and took the sweater with him.
THE END
Current Mood:
nerdy