"Squonksgiving" by Sholio (G)
Jun. 29th, 2015 10:25 pmShow: SGA
Rec Category: Team
Characters: John Sheppard,Rodney McKay, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex
Pairings: none
Categories: gen
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
sholio
Author's Website: City on the Ocean's Edge
Link "Squonksgiving" by Sholio
Summary by the author:
Sometimes John just gets a feeling that this is going to be yet another day that's not going in the mission report.
Why This Must Be Read:
This one is hilariously funny and, well, you can't really explain humor, right?
Personally I think it's a case of "Life in Pegasus not taking Team Sheppard seriously" (with the exception of Teyla, of course).
The team is ambushed by a local custom and our capable, competent heroes can't quite cope with it. ;-)
John and whatever-the-hell-it-was went down on the squishy edge of the duck pond between the Tu Humar guest cabins, in an explosion of paper and something oddly sweet-smelling. He thrashed around and finally managed to get to his knees, gun out, looking around wildly for Ronon.
Who, as it turned out, was three cabins down, naked to the waist and staring ruefully at the smoking ruin of the whatever-it-was in front of his door.
Rec Category: Team
Characters: John Sheppard,Rodney McKay, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex
Pairings: none
Categories: gen
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
Author's Website: City on the Ocean's Edge
Link "Squonksgiving" by Sholio
Summary by the author:
Sometimes John just gets a feeling that this is going to be yet another day that's not going in the mission report.
Why This Must Be Read:
This one is hilariously funny and, well, you can't really explain humor, right?
Personally I think it's a case of "Life in Pegasus not taking Team Sheppard seriously" (with the exception of Teyla, of course).
The team is ambushed by a local custom and our capable, competent heroes can't quite cope with it. ;-)
John and whatever-the-hell-it-was went down on the squishy edge of the duck pond between the Tu Humar guest cabins, in an explosion of paper and something oddly sweet-smelling. He thrashed around and finally managed to get to his knees, gun out, looking around wildly for Ronon.
Who, as it turned out, was three cabins down, naked to the waist and staring ruefully at the smoking ruin of the whatever-it-was in front of his door.