A/N: Okay tis yet another Challenge off the WPBA forum (if you haven't visited it yet, you so seriously should) This happens before BiteMe Techie's fic 'Your the One'
Green Gooey Stuff
Weir looked at her flagship team as they walked into the Gate room covered in green slime that looked like it was starting to harden to there bodies. Teyla seemed to be the only one who was clean. Rodney looked thoroughly pissed off. Sheppard and Ronan just seemed amused by it all.
Weir took a deep breath and crossed her fingers in the 'diplomatic position' which McKay would so call it. At least they weren't being shot at when coming through the 'Gate. "So I would take it that the negations with the Kamazonas went badly."
"Actually, they went very well Dr. Weir," replied Teyla. Weir raised an eye brow.
"It seems that the Kamazonas have a fertility ritual this time of year," McKay scathed. "And the Colonel decided would be helpful to negations if we allowed our selves to participate.
Weir continued to stare at the hardening goo on their vests. McKay rolled his eyes and continued. "This 'fertility' festival was little more than a Jell-O wrestling match."
Ronan and Sheppard grinned. Sheppard held out his hand in a low five, and Ronan tapped it. Teyla rolled her eyes. McKay stomped off muttering about getting clean.
Well, Weir thought, I guess there are worse things. The Jell-O could have eaten them…
A/N: Well Techie? Like it? I thought it was funny…