Comfort Food, Amnesty fic by permetaform

[permetaform]

Title: Comfort Food
Author: permetaform
Spoilers: general spoilers for past Siege I

McKay found the colonel in the SGC cafeteria, post-debriefing, dispiritedly picking at his french fries. He sat down, stole one, and grimaced.

It was almost-but-not-quite-entirely-unlike the tubers that grew on MX4-2X5.

John pushed the plate away, "Don't bother with the chicken."

"It's not like it's going to kill you, Sheppard." Rodney reached over, but paused. "Wait, it doesn't have--"

"No citrus that I could tell."

Rodney bit into a leg. It looked close enough to the giant amphibians from M25-67J that the chicken almost tasted like, but it was stringier and harder to chew. And less sweet.

Even the hair was droopy.

"Oh for the love of--stop moping! We'll be back in a week!"

Sheppard just raised an eyebrow and pretended not to stew over his coffee.

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[rokeon.livejournal.com]

(*dies*)

[permetaform]

(there was a natural tendancy towards the mono-udder, but two udders allowed the semi-goat to produce semi-kids and be milked simultaneously so the natives of M4M-58D bred for that)

[rokeon.livejournal.com]

(of course the dual-udder, like most of the other genetic quirks that recurred in the semi-goat population, was harmless. the natives counted themselves lucky that the two-headed carnivorous mutants were a rarity.)

[permetaform]

(...because not only did the two separate heads fight over food but frequently bitchedargued at each other enough that it they were fairly easy to sneak up on.

Incidentally, first contact with the natives of M4M-58D was remembered as an Incident involving fresh mud, a rookie hunter, half a power-bar, and a collasped tent on top of Dr. McKay and Col. Sheppard.

The natives of M4M-58D remember the Incident with great fondness; on Atlantis it was Never Spoken Of Again.)

[rokeon.livejournal.com]

(there are many events the team Does Not Speak Of. a disproportionate number of them happen to involve the local livestock.)

[permetaform]

(And it's not that John wasn't *aware* of it, just that it hit all over again how often it happens when he noticed that Rodney stopped ribbing Carson over sheep.)

[rokeon.livejournal.com]

(and for Rodney to willing give up something that provided him that much material for verbal abuse... obviously the thing with the cow-saurus made more of an impact than he realized at the time)