Relative Merits by gutterandthestars (G)
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stargateficrecLJ Subject Line: Relative Merits by gutterandthestars (G)
Show: SGA
Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Categories: Slash; crossover with SG-1, humor
Warnings: None
Author's Website: On AO3
Link to fic: Relative Merits
Author's Summary: What kind of day has it been in Pegasus? Depends who you're asking.
Why This Must Be Read:
Rodney and Daniel get sent on a supposedly benign mission together while Jack is off pretending to care about how John is running Atlantis. Chaos ensues.
There’s a yellow sun riding high in the sky and even a couple of moons up there too, still visible at noon-day. Waves of pollen drift above the fields, puffing from high, green hedges in wisps, turbulent surges rolling gently across the meadows. Insects chirp and the warm air shimmers above the bright, grassy fronds.
PZ8-477’s gate is situated in a really very pretty little valley. Funny how in Pegasus we never have the time to stop and smell the roses, thinks Rodney with silent sarcasm, his boots pounding along the path to the Stargate, his arms pumping.
Rodney has already had the general aura of pastoral idyll thoroughly ruined by his allergies; the grass, while picturesque, is waist high, and on top of a morning spent sneezing, to crown this shitty, shitty day, now here they are, running for their lives. He doesn’t know why. The locals had taken objection to some inanity from Daniel Jackson, probably.
Show: SGA
Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Categories: Slash; crossover with SG-1, humor
Warnings: None
Author's Website: On AO3
Link to fic: Relative Merits
Author's Summary: What kind of day has it been in Pegasus? Depends who you're asking.
Why This Must Be Read:
Rodney and Daniel get sent on a supposedly benign mission together while Jack is off pretending to care about how John is running Atlantis. Chaos ensues.
There’s a yellow sun riding high in the sky and even a couple of moons up there too, still visible at noon-day. Waves of pollen drift above the fields, puffing from high, green hedges in wisps, turbulent surges rolling gently across the meadows. Insects chirp and the warm air shimmers above the bright, grassy fronds.
PZ8-477’s gate is situated in a really very pretty little valley. Funny how in Pegasus we never have the time to stop and smell the roses, thinks Rodney with silent sarcasm, his boots pounding along the path to the Stargate, his arms pumping.
Rodney has already had the general aura of pastoral idyll thoroughly ruined by his allergies; the grass, while picturesque, is waist high, and on top of a morning spent sneezing, to crown this shitty, shitty day, now here they are, running for their lives. He doesn’t know why. The locals had taken objection to some inanity from Daniel Jackson, probably.
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