Breeding Ground by Icarus (PG-13)
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Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec category: Humor
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Aiden Ford, Elizabeth Weir
Pairings: Onesided McKay/Weir
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
Author's Website: ICARUS
Link: Breeding Ground
Why this must be read: This story features Rodney as the... erm, 'equal opportunist' shall we say, on a hunt to make sure his genetic material doesn't go to waste. Icarus does a beautiful job of writing a McKay that is perfectly snarky and wonderfully oblivious to uncomfortable situations.
"I have way more women in my troops, and for Special Ops-?" John cocked his head and clucked his teeth. "That's pretty hard to come by."
He pursed his lips philosophically, tipping his coffee cup until it came dangerously close to spilling all over the table. John liked to push everything to the edge. "Probably has to do with our not knowing if we'd ever get the gate open again." He took a sip. "They probably scraped up every woman they could find."
"What?"
"You know…" John made a vague gesture. Rodney was never all that quick in the morning. Not that he'd ever admit it. "In case we were stuck here."
"What?" Rodney looked dumbfounded. "You're saying they meant for us to breed?"
Rec category: Humor
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Aiden Ford, Elizabeth Weir
Pairings: Onesided McKay/Weir
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
Author's Website: ICARUS
Link: Breeding Ground
Why this must be read: This story features Rodney as the... erm, 'equal opportunist' shall we say, on a hunt to make sure his genetic material doesn't go to waste. Icarus does a beautiful job of writing a McKay that is perfectly snarky and wonderfully oblivious to uncomfortable situations.
"I have way more women in my troops, and for Special Ops-?" John cocked his head and clucked his teeth. "That's pretty hard to come by."
He pursed his lips philosophically, tipping his coffee cup until it came dangerously close to spilling all over the table. John liked to push everything to the edge. "Probably has to do with our not knowing if we'd ever get the gate open again." He took a sip. "They probably scraped up every woman they could find."
"What?"
"You know…" John made a vague gesture. Rodney was never all that quick in the morning. Not that he'd ever admit it. "In case we were stuck here."
"What?" Rodney looked dumbfounded. "You're saying they meant for us to breed?"