Title: Risqué
Author:
kageygirl
Rating: G
Category: Gen
Summary: Laugh, and the galaxy laughs with you.
Oh-so-very not my fault.
aithine and
ophidiae, you know what you did.
Risqué
"I recognize that this might come off as culturally insensitive, but that?" Rodney pointed to the grove of harruka trees, and the Onakundu dodging around the tree trunks, shrieking and laughing. "Is just incredibly weird."
John pretty much agreed with him, but he was glad Rodney had been the one to say it--that way, John could keep his mouth shut and come out of this looking noble by comparison. Teyla gave them all one of her diplomatic smiles, but not her best ever--this one looked precarious around the edges, like she might lose control of it at any moment, though you had to have seen a lot of them to notice the difference. "I admit that the Onakundu have an... unusual manner of honoring their harvest gods, but I believe that all celebrations of life are inherently valuable."
"Even the sticky ones, huh?" Ford was watching the Onakundu with something like vague horror, and John had to wonder how many times he'd gotten in trouble as a kid for coming home dirty.
"Especially the sticky ones," John murmured, just loud enough for Rodney to whip his head around with a wide-eyed look. John kept his expression deliberately mild as Rodney broke into a surprised and so-not-innocent grin.
Raising his voice for Ford and Teyla, John said, "So, this is supposed to help increase the fruit yield next year, right?" Rodney snorted, and John definitely did not look at him, because then he'd never get through this with a straight face.
"Yes, Major." Great, now Teyla sounded like she was about to laugh. Then again, the Onakundu seemed to be having a pretty good time, so John guessed it wasn't really disrespectful or anything.
"Well, then." John grinned at his team and swept his arms out, ushering them forward. "Let's get to celebrating."
He plucked one of the overripe pods that the Onakundu had deliberately left unpicked, dangling from a drooping harruka limb, took careful aim, and splatted his seed against a tree, making a really obscene squishing noise that drew cheers from the Onakundu, and something suspiciously like giggling from Ford.
"Let's hear it for the thinly veiled sex metaphors," Rodney muttered, and then they were all hurling swollen seed pods at the gaily decorated trees, trying to out-squish one another and laughing themselves out of breath.
Author:
Rating: G
Category: Gen
Summary: Laugh, and the galaxy laughs with you.
Oh-so-very not my fault.
Risqué
"I recognize that this might come off as culturally insensitive, but that?" Rodney pointed to the grove of harruka trees, and the Onakundu dodging around the tree trunks, shrieking and laughing. "Is just incredibly weird."
John pretty much agreed with him, but he was glad Rodney had been the one to say it--that way, John could keep his mouth shut and come out of this looking noble by comparison. Teyla gave them all one of her diplomatic smiles, but not her best ever--this one looked precarious around the edges, like she might lose control of it at any moment, though you had to have seen a lot of them to notice the difference. "I admit that the Onakundu have an... unusual manner of honoring their harvest gods, but I believe that all celebrations of life are inherently valuable."
"Even the sticky ones, huh?" Ford was watching the Onakundu with something like vague horror, and John had to wonder how many times he'd gotten in trouble as a kid for coming home dirty.
"Especially the sticky ones," John murmured, just loud enough for Rodney to whip his head around with a wide-eyed look. John kept his expression deliberately mild as Rodney broke into a surprised and so-not-innocent grin.
Raising his voice for Ford and Teyla, John said, "So, this is supposed to help increase the fruit yield next year, right?" Rodney snorted, and John definitely did not look at him, because then he'd never get through this with a straight face.
"Yes, Major." Great, now Teyla sounded like she was about to laugh. Then again, the Onakundu seemed to be having a pretty good time, so John guessed it wasn't really disrespectful or anything.
"Well, then." John grinned at his team and swept his arms out, ushering them forward. "Let's get to celebrating."
He plucked one of the overripe pods that the Onakundu had deliberately left unpicked, dangling from a drooping harruka limb, took careful aim, and splatted his seed against a tree, making a really obscene squishing noise that drew cheers from the Onakundu, and something suspiciously like giggling from Ford.
"Let's hear it for the thinly veiled sex metaphors," Rodney muttered, and then they were all hurling swollen seed pods at the gaily decorated trees, trying to out-squish one another and laughing themselves out of breath.
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Date: 2005-06-10 05:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-11 02:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-10 05:43 am (UTC)"Well, then." John grinned at his team and swept his arms out, ushering them forward. "Let's get to celebrating." Oh, to be celebrating with them. Cause really, you can never have enough thinly veiled sex metaphors. *cracks up laughing*
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:22 am (UTC)Never ever. *g* Thanks, glad you liked it!
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Date: 2005-06-10 05:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-10 05:47 am (UTC)Fun, tho.
*collapses into bed*
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-10 06:21 am (UTC)Yep! Excuse me while I cackle with diabolical glee. };>
We wouldn't encourage you if you didn't write such good crackfic, my dear.
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Date: 2005-06-10 04:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-10 07:33 am (UTC)You know, for a *tiny* moment, I thought he didn't mean the pods when referring to seed...
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:07 am (UTC)I love the image of them playing together.
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Date: 2005-06-10 09:33 am (UTC)*does interesting forehead wriggling* W00t?! Coz really, we all know it should be its, ITS, not his, nooooo *snickerfit*
Very nice happy banter. More tuba, dear?
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Date: 2005-06-10 02:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-10 09:54 am (UTC)I mean, just, YAY! What the Canuckistan Butter Mountain said!
I love smirking at my desk first thing in the morning.
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:35 am (UTC)Thanks, darlin'--I'm glad it gave you some happy. *g*
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:43 am (UTC)higherlowersideways calling. *g*(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-10 12:46 pm (UTC)Brings a whole new meaning to second harvest.
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:46 am (UTC)LOL! Only if you have the, uh, stamina for all that, um, manual labor.
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Date: 2005-06-10 02:04 pm (UTC)(I should never have doubted that the right person could make That Phrase intentionally work in a humorous fic. I am very impressed. *vbg*)
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-10 04:17 pm (UTC)We can never have too many of those.
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-10 04:30 pm (UTC)You gotta respect a religion that employs playing as a sacred right. *nods*
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Date: 2005-06-11 02:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-06-11 03:03 am (UTC)I just plain adore you. *g* (Apropos of nothing, there's a Krispy Kreme and a Dunkin Donuts within 5 minutes' walk of my building. I'm just sayin'.)
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