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stargateficrec2010-08-14 03:18 pm
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This Wasn't in the User Manual by paperbinned (PG-13)
Show: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
paperbinned
Author's Website:
Link: This Wasn't in the User Manual
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a hilarious SPN crossover with the Winchesters arriving in the nick of time to de-poltergeist John and Rodney's rented house. The visual of Rodney shuffling around the house wearing oven mitts for protection gets me giggling every time, and I don't stop until the snarky end.
Excerpt:
“Have there been any other odd occurrences lately? Water related or not.” John paused to glance down the hall to the den door.
“Define odd.”
He made short work of niceties, drilling John with a series of questions: How long have you lived here? Have you noticed anything abnormal recently; unusual noises, flickering lights, scratching?
John nodded slowly, processing, “We’ve been having electrical problems.” Cornwallis inclined his head, motioning for John to continue. “It’s actually how we discovered the wall was leaking. We hired a technician to check the outlets things have been--combusting lately.”
“Breaking?”
“More like exploding.”
“Oh.”
“Would an electrical problem affect the plumbing?” John wasn’t a hack when it came to home repairs, but anything that required more than a wrench and screws was outside his vicinity.
“Not necessarily, but depending on how long the water’s been leaking, it might affect some of the house’s basic wiring.” Cornwallis smiled reassuringly, brows still knit in contemplation, “Well,” he said, “I’d, uh, better head back upstairs and make sure everything is going alright.”
“Right,” John said, waving him off as a sound like air being let out of a tire reached his ears. He tensed instinctively, mentally preparing to take refuge beneath the table if something decided to explode but the sound shifted and John could make out words.
“Pssst,” John tilted in his chair, catching half of Rodney’s face as he leaned around the den doorway. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes watery, “John.”
John hesitated, internally debating if it was at all possible to pretend he hadn’t noticed him or if he’d already retained eye contact for too long.
“JOHN.”
He sighed.
Setting down the paper and abandoning his mug with a forlorn glance, John stood up and made his way down the hallway. “If this doesn’t involve sex or exploding appliances, I am stapling you to your chair.”
...
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
paperbinnedAuthor's Website:
Link: This Wasn't in the User Manual
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a hilarious SPN crossover with the Winchesters arriving in the nick of time to de-poltergeist John and Rodney's rented house. The visual of Rodney shuffling around the house wearing oven mitts for protection gets me giggling every time, and I don't stop until the snarky end.
Excerpt:
“Have there been any other odd occurrences lately? Water related or not.” John paused to glance down the hall to the den door.
“Define odd.”
He made short work of niceties, drilling John with a series of questions: How long have you lived here? Have you noticed anything abnormal recently; unusual noises, flickering lights, scratching?
John nodded slowly, processing, “We’ve been having electrical problems.” Cornwallis inclined his head, motioning for John to continue. “It’s actually how we discovered the wall was leaking. We hired a technician to check the outlets things have been--combusting lately.”
“Breaking?”
“More like exploding.”
“Oh.”
“Would an electrical problem affect the plumbing?” John wasn’t a hack when it came to home repairs, but anything that required more than a wrench and screws was outside his vicinity.
“Not necessarily, but depending on how long the water’s been leaking, it might affect some of the house’s basic wiring.” Cornwallis smiled reassuringly, brows still knit in contemplation, “Well,” he said, “I’d, uh, better head back upstairs and make sure everything is going alright.”
“Right,” John said, waving him off as a sound like air being let out of a tire reached his ears. He tensed instinctively, mentally preparing to take refuge beneath the table if something decided to explode but the sound shifted and John could make out words.
“Pssst,” John tilted in his chair, catching half of Rodney’s face as he leaned around the den doorway. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes watery, “John.”
John hesitated, internally debating if it was at all possible to pretend he hadn’t noticed him or if he’d already retained eye contact for too long.
“JOHN.”
He sighed.
Setting down the paper and abandoning his mug with a forlorn glance, John stood up and made his way down the hallway. “If this doesn’t involve sex or exploding appliances, I am stapling you to your chair.”
...