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[scientificsnark]

It had been exactly a month since the...weekend debacle, and everything seemed to be fine with Jill, which meant Rodney McKay didn't have an excuse to stay hidden in his hut for much longer. Avoiding Sheppard and everyone else seemed a little immature, and Rodney did not want such an unflattering adjective attached to his name

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[flyboy_shepp]

"Look what the cat dragged in," John announced from the doorway.

He knew Rodney had been hiding out, and part of him kind of respected his need to duck and cover, but the rest of him was upset he'd constantly been denied any opportunity to needle Rodney.

[scientificsnark]

"I don't mind cats," Rodney said through a mouthful of banana, without looking round. "Cats are very clean creatures. I like cats. And they usually leave things outside instead of dragging them in. My cat used to leave leaves on my doorstep; I don't think he ever got the hang of catching anything that was alive. What's with your sudden obsession with cats, anyway?"

The trouble with deflecting was that Rodney usually tried to start before anything had actually been thrown at him.

[flyboy_shepp]

Over the course of Rodney's babbling, John had managed to walk to the fridge, get some juice and was pouring himself a cup when the stream of chatter stopped.

"I was just a figure of speech," he replied, smirking down at the counter. "Relax."

[scientificsnark]

"Uh-huh." Rodney turned a little and eyed Sheppard suspiciously for a moment, but when nothing happened - such as Sheppard starting to hum the Wedding March, which was on par with his intellect in Rodney's opinion - he turned back and started in on his third banana.

[notawastedlife]

Tony walked in, past the man, and plucked up an apple from the bowl, tossing it in the air before catching it and biting down.

"Sorry, did you have your eye on it?" he said, as he noticed the man, not sounding the slighest bit sorry. "You're looking at that bowl like you had your eye on it. ...or like it's going to attack you."

He looked down at the apple and moved it away from his face. "...it's not, right?"

Let's face it, it was a weird island.

[scientificsnark]

"It's an inanimate object," Rodney pointed out, with all of his usual charm and aplomb. That is to say, none at all. "It's not a Transformer."

No, he wasn't worried about the bowl. He was worried about what was in it, lurking innocently underneath the rosy red apples and the tantalizingly banana-shaped bananas and the...coconuts.

[notawastedlife]

Tony shrugged, and took another bite of his apple. "I'll take your word for it. Not just- actually, mostly because that would be the worst Transformer."

Maybe he could build a Transformer. That'd be pretty sweet.

[scientificsnark]

"If by 'worst' you mean the most innocuous, and therefore the most deadly," Rodney countered. "Think about it. If you could disguise yourself as a freightliner or a fork, which would you choose? I'd pick the fork. The fork's more likely to get near someone's face. You'd be innocently eating your waffles and then BAM -" he slammed a palm down on the table, making the bowl shake "- your eyeballs are mincemeat."

[ata_beckett]

"Feeling a bit potassium deficient?" Carson asked as he came into the kitchen with a half-empty coffee cup. He'd only gotten to drink half of it before getting lost in reading, and by the time he'd remembered he had it, his coffee had gone cold.

[scientificsnark]

"My diet has to be high in everything, which you well know, since my far above-average brain requires twice as many nutrients to operate at full efficiency," Rodney replied, checking to see if Carson was smoking and relieved to find that he wasn't. "What about you? Not feeling so delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol deficient today?" He hadn't seen much of Carson since that...incident.

[ata_beckett]

The bit of a smile that was on Carson's face immediately faded. He'd been trying his best to forget those few days had ever happened.

"No. I'm not," Carson said, walking around the counter to empty his cup, "There's no reason to be mean, Rodney."

[scientificsnark]

"Sorry." Rodney sighed noisily through his nose. "Go on, make a joke about me almost getting married. Then we'll be even." He scowled.

[jaffa_notacake]

Teal'c, upon entering the kitchen, eyed both the fruit bowl and the man eating a banana from it, then sat down opposite, taking a banana for himself.

"Doctor McKay," he began, as he peeled the banana, "I am glad to see you. In the absence of Colonel Carter I wish to ask you something."

With that slightly cryptic remark Teal'c bit into the banana two-thirds of the way down and chewed happily.

[scientificsnark]

Teal'c was like a darker, shorter-haired version of Ronon, so Rodney had a lot of respect for him. You had to respect a man who looked as if he could rip out your spine without even trying.

"Oh, yes?" He looked up. "Is it about physics? I'm good at physics." He was just lucky Teal'c wasn't asking him a month ago. His response to any kind of complicated question then probably would have been something like 'Durrr, hurr?' and to start to talk about...pig farming or something. Not that he knew anything about pig farming.

[jaffa_notacake]

Teal'c swallowed the banana. "Indeed it is physics. I wish to know what you have found out about technology on the island that could..." He paused, not wishing to reveal that he was now human to Doctor McKay just yet. He did not know the man very well and so was not sure how much to trust him with that information. "Alter my immune system," he finished, since that was what it seemed like it was until he knew the truth.

"Doctor Lam could not find anything, so she speculated that it must be technology that is responsible, yet I do not know of anything myself."

[scientificsnark]

Rodney couldn't help it; he looked a little crestfallen.

"That's more physiology than physics," he said. "Carson'd probably be - hey, you're a what, a Jaffa, right? So that means you're human now." It was no great leap for his incredible intellect to take, so he realized what Teal'c was talking about fairly quickly. "How's that working out for you?"

[heartliketin]

Cain was still getting used to waking up alone, but the worst part was that it hadn't even been an annual since the ceremony and he hadn't really gotten to the point that waking up with someone became routine. He just lapsed back to the man he'd been in the Iron Suit and now he was functioning on that core level again. No discussions, no smiling, just functioning.

And staring at strange men who were staring at fruit. "You got an issue with it?" he grunted.

[scientificsnark]

"That all depends," Rodney replied, glancing at the man and then back to the fruit bowl. "It could go either way at this point."

He could definitely see something yellow in the depths there. He could only hope it was another banana.

[heartliketin]

Cain watched very carefully, not trying to make any sharp movements because he had the feeling they wouldn't go over too well with the man. "What exactly are you wary of right now?" he finally asked, succumbing to his curiosity.

[scientificsnark]

"Right now?" Rodney repeated. "Lemons. But citrus in general, usually. Citrus and I don't get along. We broke up when I realized so much as a drop of it gives me hives. Among other things."