“You’re telling me,” John said slowly, “that I helped Colonel Caldwell get a box down from a very high shelf with ‘Property of Dr. Rodney McKay’ written--in black Magic Marker--in huge capital letters--on my ASS?”
Hilarious!
“No.” Rodney caught his hand, his fingers threading through John’s and over the marker. “John. You can’t.”
Awww, sad!
“Yes,” agreed Rodney, hand moving like a blind man’s. Finding John’s. “That’s what matters.”
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Date: 2005-10-25 04:52 pm (UTC)Hilarious!
“No.” Rodney caught his hand, his fingers threading through John’s and over the marker. “John. You can’t.”
Awww, sad!
“Yes,” agreed Rodney, hand moving like a blind man’s. Finding John’s. “That’s what matters.”
Eeee, sweet! Great writing!