A/N: Just some haliarity I came up with one night while thinking about SGA and road trips. Takes place during 'The Return Pt.1&2' (but only slight spoliers). Standard disclaimer for all chapters; I own the character Max while Lydia belongs to 'BiteMeTechie', Alex belongs to 'Reefgirl', and Crysta belongs to 'Nenya'. Also all canon belongs to TPTB, and I don't own 'Late Night with Conan O'Brian' or BC (although I wish I did). This is a WIP so be patient with updates. Read and Reviews are love. Enjoy!
"I'm bored."
Max looked up from the newspaper in time to see Lydia drop her head into her folded arms. Raising an eyebrow she replied, "And…"
"There's friggin' nothing to do." Lydia moaned.
"So? Go read a book."
"Don't wanna."
"Then go on-line. Maybe they added something new to the Bruce Campbell website." Max replied distractedly, going back to reading the paper.
Lydia perked up but then narrowed her eyes. "You're making fun of me aren't you?"
Max grinned and nodded her head while not taking her eyes off of what she was reading, "Yup."
"Bitch."
"Jerk." Max replied automatically; it was a running gag between the two of them.
They heard the door open and then Crysta shouting, "A little help here."
Max and Lydia got up and walked towards their friend. "Good Lord Crysta," Lydia said as she walked towards the door. "did you buy out the whole store?"
"Not exactly." Crysta replied, awkwardly handing Max and Lydia a grocery bag. "Some of this is Alex's."
"Why?"
"Ask her yourself. She's right behind me." Crysta said, heading towards the kitchen.
Max and Lydia turned around in time to see Alex enter the doorway, equally laden with paper bags.
"Move it or lose it ladies." Alex said, heading towards the two girls.
Max and Lydia hastily moved to either side of the hallway as Alex barely squeezed passed them. Alex stopped short of the kitchen door and turned to look at them saying, "Well? Are you just going to stand there while the ice cream melts?"
"Ice cream?" Lydia asked, brightening up instantly.
"Yes." Alex stated matter-of-factly.
"Outta my way Max." Lydia said, rushing towards Alex.
Max just rolled her eyes and followed at a calmer pace. Setting her bag on the counter she asked, "So why all the bags Alex? I don't think World War Three is due any time soon."
Alex just shook her head and continued to pull the food out while saying, "I know that. I'm making dinner tonight."
"Sweet." Crysta and Lydia intoned at the same time. "What are we having?"
"It's a surprise."
Lydia paused in putting in the ice cream in the freezer and turned to look at Alex, eyes going wide. "A surprise?" she squeaked out.
"Yup."
"Oh god."
Max, Crysta, and Alex laughed at Lydia's expression. "Relax, it's not gonna be like last time."
"Are you sure?" Lydia asked, still wary.
"When have I steered you wrong?" Alex asked. "Don't answer that." She added quickly as Lydia opened her mouth.
"What? I wasn't going to say anything." Lydia protested.
"Yes you were and don't deny it." Alex retorted. "Now shoo," she said, waving her hands at them. "get out and let me cook."
"Fine mother." Lydia shot back, walking out of the kitchen with the carton of ice cream.
"If you're gonna eat the ice cream already at least do it right." Crysta called out as she opened the cupboard and pulled out three bowls and then grabbed three spoons. She then headed out to join Lydia.
Walking out of the kitchen, Max felt her phone ring and pulled it out; looking at the caller ID. Seeing that it was her brother, she sighed and hit the 'decline' button. Tossing it onto the coffee table she flopped down onto the couch and closed her eyes.
"Hey Max," Crysta said from the table where she was starting to dish out the ice cream. "want some?"
"What kind is it?"
"Rocky Road."
"Story of my life." Max thought before answering, "No thanks."
Silence followed and Max opened her eyes to see Lydia and Crysta staring at her with wide eyes and Alex poking her head out of the kitchen door with a concerned look on her face. "Why is everyone staring at me like that?" Max asked.
"Since when do you turn down Rocky Road? You practically get orgasmic whenever we have some." Lydia said.
"I just don't feel like having any. Anything wrong with that?" Max shot back.
"No…who called?" Lydia asked, her eyebrows knitting together.
"My brother."
"And you thought it was…" Crysta said trailing off.
"No one. And let's just leave it at that, ok?" Max snapped, getting off of the couch and heading towards her room. The others just watched her walk off, not saying anything but knowing who she wanted to call.
Closing the door, Max sighed and leaned against it. She loved her friends to bits but sometimes she wished that she had her own place. "It's not like I could afford my own place." She thought, pushing off of the door and flopping onto her bed.
Staring at the ceiling, Max cursed the Ancients six different ways for making them leave Atlantis. "At least they could've waited until the summer…'cause then I would've had an opportunity to look for a job. But, hey, if that hadn't happened then we wouldn't be sharing this place."
Max wasn't sure how long she lay there, staring at the ceiling until a knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts and she said, "What?"
"Just wanted to see if you were ok." came Crysta's muffled reply.
"I'm fine."
"If you're sure…"
"Yes…I'll be out in a second." Max sighed and sat up, running a hand through her hair. Standing, she opened the door and walked out into the living room in time to see Lydia jump up from her laptop and yell.
"What?" Max asked slightly confused. "What is it?"
"Bruce!" Lydia crowed, hands flapping up and down. "Brucie's gonna be on Conan in two weeks."
"And that's news worthy how?" Crysta asked, raising an eyebrow.
Lydia stopped jumping up and down and looked at Crysta like she was two lamp chops short of a mixed grill. "Think about it…we're on vacation until everything's set up at the SGC…that'll be at least a month…there's nothing going on here…" Lydia trailed off, grinning.
A look of realization appeared on Crysta's face and she said, "No. Nonononononono."
"Aw c'mon." Lydia begged, flashing Crysta puppy eyes.
"Nope. Not gonna happen."
"What's not gonna happen?" Alex called out from the kitchen, shortly followed by a clatter and "Damn it!"
" Lydia wants to go on a road trip to see 'Late Night with Conan O'Brian'." Max replied, smiling. They had been cooped up in here ever since they got back...maybe it wouldn't be so bad to get out and hit the road.
"Pleeeeeeeeeease?"
Crysta just shook her head, not changing her mind.
"Come on Crysta, it'll be fun." Max said, nodding her head.
Crysta was silent for a few minutes, thinking it over. "Ok. Bu-Agh!" She started to say but was cut off when Lydia launched herself at Crysta, knocking her down to the floor in a hug.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" Lydia gushed, squeezing Crysta.
"Air!" Crysta gasped, wide-eyed.
Max tried to stifle her laughter and failed miserably. This was going to be one hell of a trip.