lunch break
Apr. 8th, 2010 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beachlassA little drabble for kate , and me and all the rest of us too prone to skipping lunch or eating at our desks. Happy Thursday afternoon!
It's a grumbling sort of preening coming from the CSO's corner of the lab. Stabbing at laptop keys and muttering about "two doctorates is overqualified for lunch room monitoring" and "eating at my desk" and "goddamned electrical resistance simulations". But by the time Teyla is at the door, Torren's still damp hand in hers ("Alreadys washed, Uncle Rodney!"), Dr. McKay is ready to go, with a final glare around the room.
Teyla kisses Torren goodbye on his forehead ("See you back home for naptime" and "Awwww, Mama"), and shoulder bumps Rodney before going down the hall, child free. And Rodney hitches Torren onto his hip as they head to the messhall, both chattering at once: "Uncle Ronon caughted a fish as big as ME" and "better grip on our tires, we'll beat Uncle Floppy Hair next time" and "lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch" echoing down the corridor behind them.
kate , and me and all the rest of us too prone to skipping lunch or eating at our desks. Happy Thursday afternoon!It's a grumbling sort of preening coming from the CSO's corner of the lab. Stabbing at laptop keys and muttering about "two doctorates is overqualified for lunch room monitoring" and "eating at my desk" and "goddamned electrical resistance simulations". But by the time Teyla is at the door, Torren's still damp hand in hers ("Alreadys washed, Uncle Rodney!"), Dr. McKay is ready to go, with a final glare around the room.
Teyla kisses Torren goodbye on his forehead ("See you back home for naptime" and "Awwww, Mama"), and shoulder bumps Rodney before going down the hall, child free. And Rodney hitches Torren onto his hip as they head to the messhall, both chattering at once: "Uncle Ronon caughted a fish as big as ME" and "better grip on our tires, we'll beat Uncle Floppy Hair next time" and "lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch" echoing down the corridor behind them.
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Date: 2010-04-10 07:28 pm (UTC)The poor infirmary staff is overrun with cases of lacerated lips, amputated tongues & severe cramps as everyone in the lab, the hallways & the mess who sees Rodney & Torren tries desperately not to break out into an amazed/adoring "Awwwww!" It helps that Teyla has intimated that any military personnel who can't restrain themselves will earn extra 'training sessions' with her, & the scientists have a lively fear of Rodney's wrath if he feels his authority might be in question. John & Ronon keep quiet simply because of the entertainment they get following in Rodney & Torren's wake, watching people tie themselves in (sometimes literal) knots to stay silent & storing away particularly prime overheard tidbits of conversation for later use....
The is awesome--thanks so much for sharing!
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Date: 2010-04-10 08:50 pm (UTC)