"Small Universe" by Cinnamongrrl
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stargateficrecRec Category: Crossovers (Stargate Atlantis/Angel the Series)
Pairing: Rodney McKay/Winnifred (Fred) Burkle
Category: romance, humor
Warning: None, really. PG for implied possibility of non-con. Mild spoilers for Angel the Series season 5.
Author on LJ:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hardlyfatal
Author's Website: Crazy Diamond
Link: "Small Universe" at Wraithbait
Why This Must Be Read: This is vintage season one Rodney McKay. Snarky and demanding as always, but somehow still sweet and vulnerable. He and Fred make the perfect couple in this short fic.
Pairing: Rodney McKay/Winnifred (Fred) Burkle
Category: romance, humor
Warning: None, really. PG for implied possibility of non-con. Mild spoilers for Angel the Series season 5.
Author on LJ:
hardlyfatalAuthor's Website: Crazy Diamond
Link: "Small Universe" at Wraithbait
Why This Must Be Read: This is vintage season one Rodney McKay. Snarky and demanding as always, but somehow still sweet and vulnerable. He and Fred make the perfect couple in this short fic.
Snippet of fic:
"I don't see why you dislike this place so much," Rodney said to her, biting deeply into an apple-like thing. Juice spilled down his chin, and he swiped absentmindedly at it. "It's pretty, and peaceful, and... and there's all the fruit you can choke down." He gestured with his own for emphasis.
"Fruit," Fred repeated, her tone utterly disgusted. "I didn't like fruit to begin with, and now that it's all there is to eat, let me tell you, I really really don't like it." She sighed, staring down at where her toe was scuffing the paving stones under their feet. "What I wouldn't give for a taco right about now."
Rodney almost choked on the apple-thing. "Taco?"
"I don't see why you dislike this place so much," Rodney said to her, biting deeply into an apple-like thing. Juice spilled down his chin, and he swiped absentmindedly at it. "It's pretty, and peaceful, and... and there's all the fruit you can choke down." He gestured with his own for emphasis.
"Fruit," Fred repeated, her tone utterly disgusted. "I didn't like fruit to begin with, and now that it's all there is to eat, let me tell you, I really really don't like it." She sighed, staring down at where her toe was scuffing the paving stones under their feet. "What I wouldn't give for a taco right about now."
Rodney almost choked on the apple-thing. "Taco?"
