Oh my. Now that's brilliant. If this fic doesn't convert people to the SGA way, then I don't know what will. It's so cute and funny that I suddenly started to think that maybe snotty little kids aren't so bad after all...
This bit right here convinced me that this is an absolute gem:
John made a face and almost said, ‘girls, yuck,’ and Rodney jabbed a finger at him and shouted, “I knew it!”
“Knew what?”
“That you’re an intergalactic slut,” Rodney accused hotly, and Teyla caught John around the waist with quicksilver reflexes just as he sprung from the floor, arms clamoring to beat the sneer off Rodney’s face.
He screamed, “Take it back!” throat burning and tears welling embarrassingly close to the surface.
“No!” Rodney yelled, face red and hands balled at his hips, standing just out of John’s reach. “No, I won’t, it’s true.”
“Is not,” John rasped brokenly and god. Oh god, he was crying. He was crying and it was officially the worst. Day. Ever.
My damned maternal...feelings...or whatever, just floored me.
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This bit right here convinced me that this is an absolute gem:
John made a face and almost said, ‘girls, yuck,’ and Rodney jabbed a finger at him and shouted, “I knew it!”
“Knew what?”
“That you’re an intergalactic slut,” Rodney accused hotly, and Teyla caught John around the waist with quicksilver reflexes just as he sprung from the floor, arms clamoring to beat the sneer off Rodney’s face.
He screamed, “Take it back!” throat burning and tears welling embarrassingly close to the surface.
“No!” Rodney yelled, face red and hands balled at his hips, standing just out of John’s reach. “No, I won’t, it’s true.”
“Is not,” John rasped brokenly and god. Oh god, he was crying. He was crying and it was officially the worst. Day. Ever.
My damned maternal...feelings...or whatever, just floored me.
--rags--