FanFic100: #081 How?
Title: In the mood for a dance
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Cadman/Lorne
Prompt: #081 How?
Word Count: 1.704
Rating: K+
Summary: It's time to pay their gambling debts for Evan Lorne and John Sheppard.
Author's Notes: The sequel to "Know when to run" and... this is ABBA's and mackenziesmomma's fault. I have nothing do with it (other than I wrote it, I mean). Seriously, I don't. I would never do something like this to the poor Major (other than writing it, I mean). And anyway... where is everyone? Am I boring you? Guys? :( And here's the LDT.
In the mood for a dance
“You’re a teaser, you turn ‘em on
Leave them burning and then you’re gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You’re in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...”
ABBA, “Dancing Queen”
He will not sigh. And he will also not roll his eyes. But most of all… he will not chicken out. It still doesn’t mean he won’t ask his CO one last time, “Sir… why exactly are we doing this?”
Sheppard, not even bothering to try to look dignified in their current… attire just gives him a look indicating he expects better from his 2IC than to ask stupid questions like the last one. “Because we lost a bet; thou shalt honor thy gambling debts.”
“Yeah… right.” He really tries to avoid looking up at the Control Room Gang and the masses of Marines lined up at the balconies above the gate room floor but it’s becoming increasingly hard with all the wolf whistling and cat calling going on. And he also tries to keep from thinking that this is all Sheppard’s fault because in all honesty… it’s not. It’s Cadman’s and Mehra’s fault, even though they still keep stubbornly denying it.
Still… it just isn't fair, he thinks. It had been Sheppard’s stupid idea to go up against four Marines and it had been Sheppard’s stupid idea to accept the stupid bet. So why is he now also part of this… ridiculous display?
Right. Because it’s basically his fault that Sheppard and he lost. It was one thing for Sheppard to underestimate the power behind Cadman, Reece, Meyers and Mehra, but a totally different thing for him to miscalculate how well Reece could communicate with the city or how well Cadman and Mehra would work together… or how devious Meyers could become when given free reign in the punishment of superior officers.
He’d already mentioned these things to Sheppard - phrased much more carefully, though - but all Sheppard had done was cheerfully tell him that this exercise taught them a lot about those four Marines and that they could use them even more effectively now.
Sheppard was, of course, right with that. However, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s now standing at the in front of the ‘Gate in nothing but a leotard, a tutu - he still hasn’t found out why Dr. Belnikova actually brought that stuff all the way with her to Atlantis - tights and his combat boots, since Dr. Belnikova flatly refused to donate a pair of her pointe shoes to him and Sheppard. Trust a Marine to find something really humiliating to punish zoomie officers for their big mouths.
Barely resisting the urge to sigh, he throws a look over to the four victorious Marines standing on the sidelines and debating over the choice of music. He’s almost positive that this is all just show because they all already know which song to choose and just want to drag the humiliation for him and Sheppard out as long as they can.
From the look of it, the main argument seems to be taking place between Cadman and Reece which just adds to his suspicion that it’s all fake. He knows that Cadman and Reece are friends and often enough were partners in crime. He also knows that unlike what everyone suspects that the score of harebrained schemes is almost even between Cadman and Reece, despite the different dispositions of those two women.
So when they have finally stopped arguing - from what he could catch it was a tough competition between ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” and Tchaikovsky’s “Dance Of The Little Swans” - he’s even kind of relieved that the most horrible part of this will be over soon.
As the discussion has stopped, Cadman puts the mike she’d been holding the whole time in her hand to her mouth with an almost vicious smile and says, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re proud to present to you today a once in a lifetime spectacle.” He wants to groan at the almost deafening applause and cheering… and the grinning and fist-bumping between Mehra and Meyers. And is it really too much to ask that McKay stops smirking? “Enjoy the following display of grace and elegance because it’s very likely you won’t see this ever again.” If it was solely up to him… hell, yeah! “Please welcome the Dynamic Duo, Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard and his faithful sidekick Major Evan Lorne as they will now perform ABBA’s eternal hit “Dancing Queen”. A hearty applause please.”
And hearty it is. Even Teyla and Ronon join in, even though they still look… more than just a little bewildered at another example of strange Earth behavior. The applause is almost louder than the first one, making him wish again they had confiscated all recording devices, starting with mobile phones and ending with all kinds of video cameras and yet unknown Ancient recording devices. He’s really not the vengeful kind of guy but this whole thing… makes him start wishing for a rematch with the Marines, just to get the opportunity to get back at them.
However, at first he has to get this over with since the song finally started and Sheppard has already started… something that looks like dancing. Almost like… Sheppard had done this before and he makes a mental note to grill Sheppard about his college days as soon as he can. He can’t resist a growl under his breath before he starts trying to match Sheppard’s “dancing” routine when he catches Cadman enjoying herself… a lot… at his expense especially.
Growling he looks at her and then says loud enough that she must be able to hear it, “Stop snickering, Cadman. This is all your fault.”
She looks at him, seriously offended. “What? It’s not!”
He has stopped dancing now and actually raised his finger at her. “It is! You cheated!”
She rolls her eyes and beside her Reece and Mehra look ready to join in to defend a fellow Marine. “Did not.”
“Did, too!”
“Shut up and dance, Major.” A little shocked he turns around to see Sheppard glaring at him. Okay. He really shouldn’t make this worse by giving his CO the impression he was letting him down here.
Finally swallowing his pride for good he simply nods and says, “Yes, sir,” and starts something resembling dancing. While doing the moves and suffering from the wolf whistles and the applause and the cat calls he really, really wishes someone had taught him Zen or Yoga or maybe some way to totally detach your mind from your body and be somewhere completely different. What wouldn’t he give for a good old bug hunt now or maybe being kidnapped by Genii again. Even being trapped on a Hive ship sounds nice right now. Just anything but this… disgrace.
And anyway, why didn’t Mr. Woolsey do anything against this? What did Cadman, Reece and the Sergeants bribe him with that he allowed this? But at least he isn't actually… oh, crap. He misses a few steps and almost crashes into Sheppard when his eyes catch Mr. Woolsey appearing beside Chuck. But beside the wish to disappear right into the ocean outside and never to resurface again he also feels something like hope soaring up… Mr. Woolsey is positively here to make an end to this display.
However… that hope is crushed very fast when he sees the slightest hint first of confusion and then of an amused smile play over Woolsey’s face. He… likes it. Good. God. He is doomed now. Doomed to perform until the very bitter end. Why the hell is this song so long? It never used to be, did it?
But then… finally… it’s over. Which he only realizes because the cheering that had been moderate until now grows deafening. Sheppard has the audacity and the guts to actually bow to the audience and… blow some kisses in the directions of various groups of female Expedition members. Attention whore, he thinks and of course is appalled at the thought almost in the same moment.
At least that gives him the opportunity to vanish as fast as he can from the makeshift stage. Of course he doesn’t make it past Meyers and Mehra without the two Sergeants giving him grins that almost border on evil and high-fiving each other. It amazes him a little that Reece is nowhere to be seen all of a sudden but maybe Moore or Morsberg are already showing her their footage of this humiliation. That only leaves Cadman…
“Don’t be surprised if you get a lot of invitations to go swimming in the next few weeks, sir.” He jumps. Dammit. Did she really have to lurk in the corridor when everyone else is still in the Gate room?
He clears his throat to get back at least a little of his dignity. In vain, of course, but one can still try. “Captain?”
She grins. “Oh, let’s just say… I think, there are quite a few girls around here who’d love to see those legs again… well, minus the leotard, tights and the tutu, that is.”
Oh crap and now he feels himself blushing. He really thought he was already beyond that. “Uh… right.”
Still grinning, she leans against the nearest wall, her arms crossed. “You know, since we’re already on the topic of swimming… the team planned to celebrate with a little trip to the mainland. Care to come along?”
What the…? Where did that come from? A little disgruntled, he replies, “Need a driver, Captain?” Stupid question, really.
And yes, she rolls her eyes and waves her hand a little dismissively. “Nah, I think Maureen’s fine. But we thought that you might want an opportunity to make up for your performance at that little “Capture the Flag” exercise.”
Still trying not to look too interested he raises his eyebrows. “Well… that does sound inviting.”
Her eyes light up. “Come on, sir, you know you want it, too.”
Yeah, um, well… he does, actually. Getting back at the Marines… and getting a nice little short trip to the mainland… yeah, his schedule allows for that. He finds himself grinning. “Alright, I’m game, Captain.”
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Cadman/Lorne
Prompt: #081 How?
Word Count: 1.704
Rating: K+
Summary: It's time to pay their gambling debts for Evan Lorne and John Sheppard.
Author's Notes: The sequel to "Know when to run" and... this is ABBA's and mackenziesmomma's fault. I have nothing do with it (other than I wrote it, I mean). Seriously, I don't. I would never do something like this to the poor Major (other than writing it, I mean). And anyway... where is everyone? Am I boring you? Guys? :( And here's the LDT.
In the mood for a dance
“You’re a teaser, you turn ‘em on
Leave them burning and then you’re gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You’re in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...”
ABBA, “Dancing Queen”
He will not sigh. And he will also not roll his eyes. But most of all… he will not chicken out. It still doesn’t mean he won’t ask his CO one last time, “Sir… why exactly are we doing this?”
Sheppard, not even bothering to try to look dignified in their current… attire just gives him a look indicating he expects better from his 2IC than to ask stupid questions like the last one. “Because we lost a bet; thou shalt honor thy gambling debts.”
“Yeah… right.” He really tries to avoid looking up at the Control Room Gang and the masses of Marines lined up at the balconies above the gate room floor but it’s becoming increasingly hard with all the wolf whistling and cat calling going on. And he also tries to keep from thinking that this is all Sheppard’s fault because in all honesty… it’s not. It’s Cadman’s and Mehra’s fault, even though they still keep stubbornly denying it.
Still… it just isn't fair, he thinks. It had been Sheppard’s stupid idea to go up against four Marines and it had been Sheppard’s stupid idea to accept the stupid bet. So why is he now also part of this… ridiculous display?
Right. Because it’s basically his fault that Sheppard and he lost. It was one thing for Sheppard to underestimate the power behind Cadman, Reece, Meyers and Mehra, but a totally different thing for him to miscalculate how well Reece could communicate with the city or how well Cadman and Mehra would work together… or how devious Meyers could become when given free reign in the punishment of superior officers.
He’d already mentioned these things to Sheppard - phrased much more carefully, though - but all Sheppard had done was cheerfully tell him that this exercise taught them a lot about those four Marines and that they could use them even more effectively now.
Sheppard was, of course, right with that. However, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s now standing at the in front of the ‘Gate in nothing but a leotard, a tutu - he still hasn’t found out why Dr. Belnikova actually brought that stuff all the way with her to Atlantis - tights and his combat boots, since Dr. Belnikova flatly refused to donate a pair of her pointe shoes to him and Sheppard. Trust a Marine to find something really humiliating to punish zoomie officers for their big mouths.
Barely resisting the urge to sigh, he throws a look over to the four victorious Marines standing on the sidelines and debating over the choice of music. He’s almost positive that this is all just show because they all already know which song to choose and just want to drag the humiliation for him and Sheppard out as long as they can.
From the look of it, the main argument seems to be taking place between Cadman and Reece which just adds to his suspicion that it’s all fake. He knows that Cadman and Reece are friends and often enough were partners in crime. He also knows that unlike what everyone suspects that the score of harebrained schemes is almost even between Cadman and Reece, despite the different dispositions of those two women.
So when they have finally stopped arguing - from what he could catch it was a tough competition between ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” and Tchaikovsky’s “Dance Of The Little Swans” - he’s even kind of relieved that the most horrible part of this will be over soon.
As the discussion has stopped, Cadman puts the mike she’d been holding the whole time in her hand to her mouth with an almost vicious smile and says, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re proud to present to you today a once in a lifetime spectacle.” He wants to groan at the almost deafening applause and cheering… and the grinning and fist-bumping between Mehra and Meyers. And is it really too much to ask that McKay stops smirking? “Enjoy the following display of grace and elegance because it’s very likely you won’t see this ever again.” If it was solely up to him… hell, yeah! “Please welcome the Dynamic Duo, Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard and his faithful sidekick Major Evan Lorne as they will now perform ABBA’s eternal hit “Dancing Queen”. A hearty applause please.”
And hearty it is. Even Teyla and Ronon join in, even though they still look… more than just a little bewildered at another example of strange Earth behavior. The applause is almost louder than the first one, making him wish again they had confiscated all recording devices, starting with mobile phones and ending with all kinds of video cameras and yet unknown Ancient recording devices. He’s really not the vengeful kind of guy but this whole thing… makes him start wishing for a rematch with the Marines, just to get the opportunity to get back at them.
However, at first he has to get this over with since the song finally started and Sheppard has already started… something that looks like dancing. Almost like… Sheppard had done this before and he makes a mental note to grill Sheppard about his college days as soon as he can. He can’t resist a growl under his breath before he starts trying to match Sheppard’s “dancing” routine when he catches Cadman enjoying herself… a lot… at his expense especially.
Growling he looks at her and then says loud enough that she must be able to hear it, “Stop snickering, Cadman. This is all your fault.”
She looks at him, seriously offended. “What? It’s not!”
He has stopped dancing now and actually raised his finger at her. “It is! You cheated!”
She rolls her eyes and beside her Reece and Mehra look ready to join in to defend a fellow Marine. “Did not.”
“Did, too!”
“Shut up and dance, Major.” A little shocked he turns around to see Sheppard glaring at him. Okay. He really shouldn’t make this worse by giving his CO the impression he was letting him down here.
Finally swallowing his pride for good he simply nods and says, “Yes, sir,” and starts something resembling dancing. While doing the moves and suffering from the wolf whistles and the applause and the cat calls he really, really wishes someone had taught him Zen or Yoga or maybe some way to totally detach your mind from your body and be somewhere completely different. What wouldn’t he give for a good old bug hunt now or maybe being kidnapped by Genii again. Even being trapped on a Hive ship sounds nice right now. Just anything but this… disgrace.
And anyway, why didn’t Mr. Woolsey do anything against this? What did Cadman, Reece and the Sergeants bribe him with that he allowed this? But at least he isn't actually… oh, crap. He misses a few steps and almost crashes into Sheppard when his eyes catch Mr. Woolsey appearing beside Chuck. But beside the wish to disappear right into the ocean outside and never to resurface again he also feels something like hope soaring up… Mr. Woolsey is positively here to make an end to this display.
However… that hope is crushed very fast when he sees the slightest hint first of confusion and then of an amused smile play over Woolsey’s face. He… likes it. Good. God. He is doomed now. Doomed to perform until the very bitter end. Why the hell is this song so long? It never used to be, did it?
But then… finally… it’s over. Which he only realizes because the cheering that had been moderate until now grows deafening. Sheppard has the audacity and the guts to actually bow to the audience and… blow some kisses in the directions of various groups of female Expedition members. Attention whore, he thinks and of course is appalled at the thought almost in the same moment.
At least that gives him the opportunity to vanish as fast as he can from the makeshift stage. Of course he doesn’t make it past Meyers and Mehra without the two Sergeants giving him grins that almost border on evil and high-fiving each other. It amazes him a little that Reece is nowhere to be seen all of a sudden but maybe Moore or Morsberg are already showing her their footage of this humiliation. That only leaves Cadman…
“Don’t be surprised if you get a lot of invitations to go swimming in the next few weeks, sir.” He jumps. Dammit. Did she really have to lurk in the corridor when everyone else is still in the Gate room?
He clears his throat to get back at least a little of his dignity. In vain, of course, but one can still try. “Captain?”
She grins. “Oh, let’s just say… I think, there are quite a few girls around here who’d love to see those legs again… well, minus the leotard, tights and the tutu, that is.”
Oh crap and now he feels himself blushing. He really thought he was already beyond that. “Uh… right.”
Still grinning, she leans against the nearest wall, her arms crossed. “You know, since we’re already on the topic of swimming… the team planned to celebrate with a little trip to the mainland. Care to come along?”
What the…? Where did that come from? A little disgruntled, he replies, “Need a driver, Captain?” Stupid question, really.
And yes, she rolls her eyes and waves her hand a little dismissively. “Nah, I think Maureen’s fine. But we thought that you might want an opportunity to make up for your performance at that little “Capture the Flag” exercise.”
Still trying not to look too interested he raises his eyebrows. “Well… that does sound inviting.”
Her eyes light up. “Come on, sir, you know you want it, too.”
Yeah, um, well… he does, actually. Getting back at the Marines… and getting a nice little short trip to the mainland… yeah, his schedule allows for that. He finds himself grinning. “Alright, I’m game, Captain.”