Knights Errant (by Sholio) (Teen)
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stargateficrecShows: SGA
Rec Category: John Sheppard
Characters: John Sheppard & Rodney McKay, Elizabeth Weir, Jeannie Miller, Jennifer Keller
Categories: Gen
Words: 5300
Warnings: no AO3 type warnings apply (except Rodney died and is now a car, I guess)
Author on DW:sholio
Author's Website: Sholio on AO3, Sholio's own site (most of the SGA fics)
Link: Knights Errant on LJ, and on Wayback
Why This Must Be Read: Sholio describes this as a cracktastic AU - it's a fusion with the 1980s TV show Knight Rider. Sheppard is the detective rescued from death and paired with a modified Pontiac Firebird Trans Am controlled by an AI (ah, for the days when AI was cool!) - which is Rodney, in the fic. It's very cool and funny (when we get to Rodney), and an excellent read!
There was a pause; then the sound cut off and a blond head popped up on the far side of the Trans Am, sliding out of a welding visor. "Elizabeth! Hi! Oh, is this the new driver?"
"I hope he drives better than the test drivers," another voice grumbled, the source entirely hidden. The voice was male, slightly distorted as if over a speaker, and John couldn't tell where it was coming from. "Morons, the lot of them. I almost threw an axle the last time. Where do you find these people, Elizabeth -- NASCAR?"
"Mer, be polite," the blonde mechanic snapped, and whacked the Trans Am on its hood. John blinked.
"John." Weir, unable to hide a grin, gestured to the Trans Am and the beaming blonde mechanic. "This is the experimental piece of technology that we'd like you to drive for us. Some of its systems can only be used by someone with the ATA gene."
John approached the car with the sort of caution normally reserved for poisonous snakes and Jehovah's Witnesses on the doorstep. "Did it -- talk?"
"I can see we're not dealing with one of the brightest intellectual lights of the universe," the disembodied mechanical voice said loudly. John jumped.
Jeannie whacked it again just above the fender. "Meredith, behave!"
Rec Category: John Sheppard
Characters: John Sheppard & Rodney McKay, Elizabeth Weir, Jeannie Miller, Jennifer Keller
Categories: Gen
Words: 5300
Warnings: no AO3 type warnings apply (except Rodney died and is now a car, I guess)
Author on DW:
sholioAuthor's Website: Sholio on AO3, Sholio's own site (most of the SGA fics)
Link: Knights Errant on LJ, and on Wayback
Why This Must Be Read: Sholio describes this as a cracktastic AU - it's a fusion with the 1980s TV show Knight Rider. Sheppard is the detective rescued from death and paired with a modified Pontiac Firebird Trans Am controlled by an AI (ah, for the days when AI was cool!) - which is Rodney, in the fic. It's very cool and funny (when we get to Rodney), and an excellent read!
There was a pause; then the sound cut off and a blond head popped up on the far side of the Trans Am, sliding out of a welding visor. "Elizabeth! Hi! Oh, is this the new driver?"
"I hope he drives better than the test drivers," another voice grumbled, the source entirely hidden. The voice was male, slightly distorted as if over a speaker, and John couldn't tell where it was coming from. "Morons, the lot of them. I almost threw an axle the last time. Where do you find these people, Elizabeth -- NASCAR?"
"Mer, be polite," the blonde mechanic snapped, and whacked the Trans Am on its hood. John blinked.
"John." Weir, unable to hide a grin, gestured to the Trans Am and the beaming blonde mechanic. "This is the experimental piece of technology that we'd like you to drive for us. Some of its systems can only be used by someone with the ATA gene."
John approached the car with the sort of caution normally reserved for poisonous snakes and Jehovah's Witnesses on the doorstep. "Did it -- talk?"
"I can see we're not dealing with one of the brightest intellectual lights of the universe," the disembodied mechanical voice said loudly. John jumped.
Jeannie whacked it again just above the fender. "Meredith, behave!"
