REPOST: Run That By Me Again, Willya? - A BtVS/Stargate SG1 Crossover - Faith/Jack O'Neill
Title: Run That By Me Again, Willya?
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Faith, Thor, Jack O'Neill
Word count: 200 words exactly.
Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. The Stargate people belong to Gekko Productions, Double Secret Productions, MGM/UA, Showtime/Viacom.
Summary: People meet up in the strangest places.
Author's Notes: From the First Lines Drabble meme (where you take someone else's First Line, and write a drabble or double drabble from it). Source of this one: empressvesica
Light. Bright light.
It grew to a brilliant white glare against her eyelids, before finally fading.
Faith looked around in confusion - some sort of metal room with a console. And behind that was two men in military gear and what looked like one of those gray aliens Andrew had gone on and on about that time when he’d got her trapped. Huh.
Figure it out later. Guys with guns, and out of her reach. Looking somewhat unhappy and trigger happy too. Time to use her best weapon - her sexuality.
Tilting her hips somewhat, she drawled “Some kind of party for little old me, fellas? Gal’s gotta feel a little appreciated here…”
The white military guy just looked at her, sighed loudly, and turned to the gray alien dude. “For crying out loud, Thor! That’s definitely not Carter!”
Thor faced him. “I am sorry O’Neill, for this error on my part. The system was actually set for your DNA pattern rather than Major Carter’s.”
He turned and bowed towards Faith. “I am sorry to interrupt your offspring’s day.”
There was a long pause.
Faith blinked.
O’Neill blinked.
“Offspring?” asked O’Neill.
Faith unwittingly took two steps forward, towards him. “What. The. Fuck…?” she asked, shocked.
~Fin~
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Faith, Thor, Jack O'Neill
Word count: 200 words exactly.
Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. The Stargate people belong to Gekko Productions, Double Secret Productions, MGM/UA, Showtime/Viacom.
Summary: People meet up in the strangest places.
Author's Notes: From the First Lines Drabble meme (where you take someone else's First Line, and write a drabble or double drabble from it). Source of this one: empressvesica
Light. Bright light.
It grew to a brilliant white glare against her eyelids, before finally fading.
Faith looked around in confusion - some sort of metal room with a console. And behind that was two men in military gear and what looked like one of those gray aliens Andrew had gone on and on about that time when he’d got her trapped. Huh.
Figure it out later. Guys with guns, and out of her reach. Looking somewhat unhappy and trigger happy too. Time to use her best weapon - her sexuality.
Tilting her hips somewhat, she drawled “Some kind of party for little old me, fellas? Gal’s gotta feel a little appreciated here…”
The white military guy just looked at her, sighed loudly, and turned to the gray alien dude. “For crying out loud, Thor! That’s definitely not Carter!”
Thor faced him. “I am sorry O’Neill, for this error on my part. The system was actually set for your DNA pattern rather than Major Carter’s.”
He turned and bowed towards Faith. “I am sorry to interrupt your offspring’s day.”
There was a long pause.
Faith blinked.
O’Neill blinked.
“Offspring?” asked O’Neill.
Faith unwittingly took two steps forward, towards him. “What. The. Fuck…?” she asked, shocked.
~Fin~