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stargateficrecHeteronormativity, Gender Construction, and Nonverbal Signalling in Intercultural Communication: A Comedy
Show: SGA
Rec Category: John/Teyla
Characters: John Sheppard/Teyla Emmagan, Rodney McKay/Katie Brown, Ronon Dex/Melena/Jennifer Keller, Elizabeth Weir, Radek Zelenka, Marshall Sumner, Laura Cadman, Dusty Mehra, Sora, Eldon.
Categories: F/M, M/F/F
Words: 35,228
Warnings: none apply
Author on DW:mad_maudlin
Author's Website: Mad_Maudlin on AO3
Link: Heteronormativity, Gender Construction, and Nonverbal Signalling in Intercultural Communication: A Comedy on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is set in Mensaverse where John is a geeky genius scientist, Rod is Rod, Sumner takes up knitting, and Teyla is scarier and harder to read. With John being both oblivious and paranoid, that sets the scene for many miscommunications. It's very clever, very funny, definitely an AU take on everyone, and highly recommended.
Teyla suddenly appeared. She had a knack for doing that, actually, and it wasn't something John was ever going to get used to. He actually kind of suspected she was sometimes violating the laws of physics to do it. "Good afternoon," she said, dropped her tray, and handed John a pudding cup.
John blinked at it, then craned his neck to peer across the room. There were still no more pudding cups on the tray at the end of the buffet line; actually, a couple of the kitchen staff were starting to snuff out the sterno cans and cart off the hot entrees. "How and why did you get this pudding cup?" he demanded.
"Sergeant Mehra had two," Teyla said. "You had none."
"You stole Mehra's pudding?" John asked.
"No," Teyla said. "She gave it to me."
"Did you have to, you know, threaten her or anything?"
Rod sighed loudly. "Not everyone on the base subsists on caffeine and processed sugar, John."
"I just want to know if the Mehra and her coven are gonna put a horse's head in my bed over this," John said defensively. "Or Teyla's," he added, because that would be bad too, but less likely, because they liked her.
"She was quite willing to part with it," Teyla said. "And you value food from Earth highly."
John glanced at Mehra in what he was pretty sure was a stealthy and surreptitious fashion, but Mehra didn't seem to be bleeding anywhere; she was laughing at something Cadman was talking about. And there was no sense in wasting a perfectly good pudding cup. He hid it in his pocket, just in case. "Thanks," he told Teyla.
One corner of her mouth rose just a bit, the closest she usually got to a smile. "You are most welcome."
That was the start.
Show: SGA
Rec Category: John/Teyla
Characters: John Sheppard/Teyla Emmagan, Rodney McKay/Katie Brown, Ronon Dex/Melena/Jennifer Keller, Elizabeth Weir, Radek Zelenka, Marshall Sumner, Laura Cadman, Dusty Mehra, Sora, Eldon.
Categories: F/M, M/F/F
Words: 35,228
Warnings: none apply
Author on DW:
mad_maudlinAuthor's Website: Mad_Maudlin on AO3
Link: Heteronormativity, Gender Construction, and Nonverbal Signalling in Intercultural Communication: A Comedy on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is set in Mensaverse where John is a geeky genius scientist, Rod is Rod, Sumner takes up knitting, and Teyla is scarier and harder to read. With John being both oblivious and paranoid, that sets the scene for many miscommunications. It's very clever, very funny, definitely an AU take on everyone, and highly recommended.
Teyla suddenly appeared. She had a knack for doing that, actually, and it wasn't something John was ever going to get used to. He actually kind of suspected she was sometimes violating the laws of physics to do it. "Good afternoon," she said, dropped her tray, and handed John a pudding cup.
John blinked at it, then craned his neck to peer across the room. There were still no more pudding cups on the tray at the end of the buffet line; actually, a couple of the kitchen staff were starting to snuff out the sterno cans and cart off the hot entrees. "How and why did you get this pudding cup?" he demanded.
"Sergeant Mehra had two," Teyla said. "You had none."
"You stole Mehra's pudding?" John asked.
"No," Teyla said. "She gave it to me."
"Did you have to, you know, threaten her or anything?"
Rod sighed loudly. "Not everyone on the base subsists on caffeine and processed sugar, John."
"I just want to know if the Mehra and her coven are gonna put a horse's head in my bed over this," John said defensively. "Or Teyla's," he added, because that would be bad too, but less likely, because they liked her.
"She was quite willing to part with it," Teyla said. "And you value food from Earth highly."
John glanced at Mehra in what he was pretty sure was a stealthy and surreptitious fashion, but Mehra didn't seem to be bleeding anywhere; she was laughing at something Cadman was talking about. And there was no sense in wasting a perfectly good pudding cup. He hid it in his pocket, just in case. "Thanks," he told Teyla.
One corner of her mouth rose just a bit, the closest she usually got to a smile. "You are most welcome."
That was the start.
