When You're a Shark, by siegeofangels
Title: When You're a Shark
Author: siegeofangels
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Notes: A drabble for the Shark Challenge.
The sudden cessation of sound was deafening.
Marines and scientists froze in mirrored flying-wedge formations in the mess hall, butter knives in hand; outside, Teyla shook her head and wondered what had made her want to sing her troubles to the night sky; Elizabeth and Lorne fell onto the gate-room floor, mid-tango.
***
"Well," Rodney said, slightly breathless. "That seems to have stopped it."
John glared at him. "I told you to stop snapping your fingers."
"There are so many ways this was not my fault, Colonel High Kicks."
Smirk. "At least I'm not the one who sang I Feel Pretty."
Author: siegeofangels
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Notes: A drabble for the Shark Challenge.
The sudden cessation of sound was deafening.
Marines and scientists froze in mirrored flying-wedge formations in the mess hall, butter knives in hand; outside, Teyla shook her head and wondered what had made her want to sing her troubles to the night sky; Elizabeth and Lorne fell onto the gate-room floor, mid-tango.
***
"Well," Rodney said, slightly breathless. "That seems to have stopped it."
John glared at him. "I told you to stop snapping your fingers."
"There are so many ways this was not my fault, Colonel High Kicks."
Smirk. "At least I'm not the one who sang I Feel Pretty."