Adopt A Wraith
HK: Alright, Razzle-Gs! I've been working on this for... not very long. Hence short. But I wanted to post it, cause I think I'm already over 40 stories so my profile no longer has the :3 face. New mission is OVER 9000!! Yes, I am fucked up… but can anyone else picture the Atlantis guys dancing to Can't Touch This? XD
Claimer: Cuz I'm special. All I own in this is... Michael's emo poetry. Cuz I stealed it.
The Wraith who had come to be known as Todd growled, spinning over in the large double bed and glaring at the other occupant of the tiny room.
"Will you stop that!" The other… man looked up, glaring aggressively back at him.
"This is my room as well!" Todd glowered, cursing the circumstances that forced him to share quarters with the… thing called Michael.
"It is the middle of the night, and I am trying to sleep! That is not unreasonable!" The half-Wraith huffed, turning away from him again.
"So sleep! Then at least I will be able to work without your incessant whining!" Todd was speechless for a moment. He had been called a great many things, most of which he knew were uncomplimentary, but… whiny? That was an entirely new experience. And not a welcome one, especially not from an abomination like Michael! It was bad enough having to sleep in the same space, in air already permeated with the nauseating stench that came from a mixture of food and competition. Because as much as Michael smelled like his normal food source, he also smelled of a rival predator, a rival hive. It was confusing, annoying, and frankly disgusting. And with the room in half-darkness from the wretched lamp the abomination was using, Todd could neither sleep nor distract his eyes sufficiently to ignore the scent. And now he was whiny? Narrowing his eyes at his roomie, he sat up fully, not bothering to brush his hair back.
"If I could sleep I would not be wasting my time speaking with the likes of you!" Michael shot him another disdainful scowl, reluctant to look away from his current project.
"Would you rather speak to our host?" Seeing this as an inspired idea, Todd climbed to his feet, glaring down at the other male.
"Yes, about different accommodations! Though I doubt even that would be enough to wash your stench from me now!" A pink tinge lit Michael's cheeks, an interesting addition to his already odd colouring.
"You think yours is any better! Your personal hygiene is deplorable!"
"No, I am merely not as anal retentive as you!"
"I am not anal retentive, I am clean! You, on the other hand, wouldn't know personal grooming if it washed your leather!" Todd couldn't help himself, glancing down at his robe.
"What are you implying!"
"That a child has more presence of mind than you!"
"And that same child could not possibly be as petty as you!"
"I am not petty!"
"You're not exactly stoic!"
"And what do you mean by that!"
"That you whine like a human woman!" Micheal recoiled as though stung, and just then the door cycled open, revealing John Sheppard looking extremely pissed off.
"Will you two quit it! What the hell is it so important to argue about!" Todd turned to him, looking affronted with all his jagged teeth showing in a vicious snarl.
"That... creature is keeping me up all night so he can crouch in a corner and write emo poetry!"
HK: ...Yes, I'm going to hell. It's not my fault I luvez ma wraith! Besides, Michael is totally the sort that if you take away all his science projects and revenge stuff, he is just gonna sit in the corner and write emo poetry. Just poor Todd (who I have and will continue to call Squishy since LONG before Sheppard gave him a name) has to suffer for it. So leave me a review? This may or may not get any longer, depending on my mood and how much Atlantis I watch. Also, REVIEW!! DO EET NAO! :3