Fic: Trickery (10/12) PG-13
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libra_travellerTitle: Trickery (10/12)
Author: libra_traveller
Rating: PG-13
Summary: John turns evil, his team has to turn him back.
Author’s Note: This is Belisse’s plot bunny I borrowed.
Added note: We're beginning to come to a close.
Part one
John decided to add a twist, and though Rodney wanted to argue the point, Teyla elbowed him. So the children were filling up a plastic kiddy pool with water, while Ronon went into a room and put on a loin cloth and John dressed himself in Bugs Bunny boxers and a black cape.
Rodney made the children stop with the water half way, not wanting the water to get all over the new violet colored carpeting.
When John and Ronon walked out from behind the curtains, Rodney barked out a laugh at John’s boxers, and Teyla blushed while looking at Ronon appreciatively. Then Ronon tripped over a hamster, and the children saw perhaps more than they were old enough to see.
Rodney covered the nearest girl’s eyes. “Alright, we’re going to do this right. Get in the pool, carefully and no splashing before the bell rings.” A monkey was holding a bell and stick to hit it with.
Ronon and John stepped into the pool, John smiling crazily, and Ronon with a feral grin. A boy handed both of them a yellow cocktail umbrella. They both put it between their thumb and forefinger, twirling it menacingly.
“Ground rules, no poking each other in the eyes, mouth, or ears. No attacks below the waist, and most importantly, to end the fight, you must call Uncle.” Rodney gestured to the monkey who rang the bell.
Ronon crouched down as John lunged forward, skimming over Ronon’s head. Ronon then poked John in the chest, leaving a red mark. John leaned down prodding Ronon’s arm that came up to block him. On and on it went, both of them jabbing each other so they had little red dots marking their stomachs and arms.
Rodney muttered, “Carson will think they have Chicken pox.”
Teyla commented softly, “I wish we had those cameras of yours to record this, no one will believe us.”
“Probably for the best, when John’s normal again, he’d kill us. You don’t think he’ll kill us if he wins, do you?” Rodney’s eyes widened in horror.
“I’m sure inside he cares about us enough not to harm us.” Teyla patted Rodney’s arm to calm him.
“Right.” They were diverted from their conversation as Ronon in a bizarre move shoved the umbrella up John’s nose. “I forgot nose, didn’t I?”
John yelped, “Uncle!” Ronon grinned. “Please, I can’t get it out.”
Ronon watched his struggles in surprise.
Rodney looked at John, “Crap. I guess we really need Carson.” Rodney grabbed John’s arms to stop him from making it worse. “Teyla, get a bag of that glitter from the children, I’m almost positive that is what’s causing John’s insanity.”
Together with glitter in hand, they helped John to the gate. Before entering, John looked back at his palace wistfully.
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Author: libra_traveller
Rating: PG-13
Summary: John turns evil, his team has to turn him back.
Author’s Note: This is Belisse’s plot bunny I borrowed.
Added note: We're beginning to come to a close.
Part one
John decided to add a twist, and though Rodney wanted to argue the point, Teyla elbowed him. So the children were filling up a plastic kiddy pool with water, while Ronon went into a room and put on a loin cloth and John dressed himself in Bugs Bunny boxers and a black cape.
Rodney made the children stop with the water half way, not wanting the water to get all over the new violet colored carpeting.
When John and Ronon walked out from behind the curtains, Rodney barked out a laugh at John’s boxers, and Teyla blushed while looking at Ronon appreciatively. Then Ronon tripped over a hamster, and the children saw perhaps more than they were old enough to see.
Rodney covered the nearest girl’s eyes. “Alright, we’re going to do this right. Get in the pool, carefully and no splashing before the bell rings.” A monkey was holding a bell and stick to hit it with.
Ronon and John stepped into the pool, John smiling crazily, and Ronon with a feral grin. A boy handed both of them a yellow cocktail umbrella. They both put it between their thumb and forefinger, twirling it menacingly.
“Ground rules, no poking each other in the eyes, mouth, or ears. No attacks below the waist, and most importantly, to end the fight, you must call Uncle.” Rodney gestured to the monkey who rang the bell.
Ronon crouched down as John lunged forward, skimming over Ronon’s head. Ronon then poked John in the chest, leaving a red mark. John leaned down prodding Ronon’s arm that came up to block him. On and on it went, both of them jabbing each other so they had little red dots marking their stomachs and arms.
Rodney muttered, “Carson will think they have Chicken pox.”
Teyla commented softly, “I wish we had those cameras of yours to record this, no one will believe us.”
“Probably for the best, when John’s normal again, he’d kill us. You don’t think he’ll kill us if he wins, do you?” Rodney’s eyes widened in horror.
“I’m sure inside he cares about us enough not to harm us.” Teyla patted Rodney’s arm to calm him.
“Right.” They were diverted from their conversation as Ronon in a bizarre move shoved the umbrella up John’s nose. “I forgot nose, didn’t I?”
John yelped, “Uncle!” Ronon grinned. “Please, I can’t get it out.”
Ronon watched his struggles in surprise.
Rodney looked at John, “Crap. I guess we really need Carson.” Rodney grabbed John’s arms to stop him from making it worse. “Teyla, get a bag of that glitter from the children, I’m almost positive that is what’s causing John’s insanity.”
Together with glitter in hand, they helped John to the gate. Before entering, John looked back at his palace wistfully.
Back / Next
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on 2006-08-06 02:16 am (UTC)Can't wait to see if there's any lingering problems once John's removed from his palace and minions.
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on 2006-08-06 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-06 03:02 am (UTC)I look forward to the conclusion.
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on 2006-08-07 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-07 06:47 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-07 10:43 pm (UTC)"I forgot nose, didn’t I?”
crazy crazy JOhn!
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on 2006-08-08 10:46 am (UTC)