So Paint it Pink
Spoilers: None…since this is a drabble it's hard to use spoilers with this idea
Season: 7 or 8? Not entirely sure
Rating: G?
Reason: There are no questionable things…nothing happens.
Summary: A very bored idea I got while sitting around in my room…basically Carter is thinking of colours and how they reflect (or don't reflect) her and her life.
Shipper: O'Neill/Carter
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG1, if I did we'd have some very happy shippers (Carter/O'Neill and Frasier/Daniel and NO Pete)
A/N: Enjoy?
------Chevron 7 locked and we have a go...
"What colour should it be?" I asked.
They say that colours have meaning to them. So I'm painting my world pink. Pink is love, not eternal, passionate, toe curling love…just love. That is my love now, pink. My world seems perfect and lovely and should be an array of colours. Yellow for the friendships and red for the passion…but what colour for him? Yes, I see his face so clearly in my mind and how it haunts me by day and by night. The man of my dreams who I will never share my love with, for him I'd paint my whole world bright rose-red. The man in my life doesn't have the passion I want…so for him I'll paint my world pink.
"So paint it pink," the General said as I sat dumbly looking at a plain flower pot.
I smiled and nodded and painted the flowerpot pink.
------Welcome back to the SGC
A/N: And that's it, fini. Not bad for my first drabble, huh? Ok, now, I want to know what you thought of it…yeah, I know, short and my basic overview was longer than my fic, but c'est la vie!