AN: I do not own Stargate Atlantis though I wish I did. Damn it Lithane, Ladygris this is ALL your fault why oh why did I read your stories… Oh yeah Cuz I like them Snickers. Thank you to CorruptedSmile for beta reading it. Frowns. This comes in at 489 words without my AN.
Stunningly Simple
Three red balls pelted through the sky from Ronon's paintball gun. Evan Lorne grinned at him before they dove after Sheppard and McKay. Lining up a shot, Ronon fired at Sheppard.
The team building paintball war was fun (although he was supplementing his blaster with the regulation paintball gun). The planet they were using had been Wraith free for some time, but no one wanted to be caught unaware.
A whine coming from the sky alerted everyone to the possibility of incoming danger. Looking up, they saw a dart streaking through it.
"Everyone, lose the fun guns!" Sheppard said over the radio. "We've got something coming in."
Once again Ronon and Evan exchanged grins. Ronon flipped out his stunner and set it up while the two men crashed through the woods. They immediately found Wraith drones there that were herding John and McKay around. Looking at each other, they engaged the enemy by firing at them. Ronon's distinctive red beams cut through the drones before hitting McKay straight in the face. The man fell down hard, hitting the ground without sound.
John's voice came over the radio. "Ronon, tell me that your gun was set to stun."
"No, not against the Wraith. I would never put us in danger that way," Ronon answered. "He died a hero, defending us to the very end."
A wheezing laugh echoed through the woods. The three remaining Atlanteans looked around, trying to figure who was there.
Todd the Wraith walked into view, laughing and holding out his hand for Evan Lorne to shake. "Major Lorne, you were right. This was very amusing."
"Todd, you just spilled the beans." Evan huffed. "You weren't supposed to show up until we signalled for you."
"My drones and I were extremely amused with this April Fool's prank," Todd replied.
John stared at them in shock. "You did this, because I pulled that nasty trick on you last year, didn't you? Who was in on all this? Rodney's not dead, is he?"
Evan smirked. "You bet it's because of last year. You tricked me into singing a love song to General O'Neill! And no, Rodney's not dead. Ronon always wanted to shoot him, but he'd never kill him. And as for who was involved: Ronon, Rodney, me, Todd, Woolsey, Teyla, General O'Neill, Radek and the quarter master. We had to make sure all the guns shot blanks. We wouldn't want to harm our allies after all."
John's eyes bugged out.
Rodney groaned. "I really don't like your gun, Ronon."
"I'm going to get you all back for this," John swore.
Evan's smirk grew even bigger. "No, you won't."
He handed John a letter which basically said that all pranks would be subjected to disciplinary action from General O'Neill.
John shivered. "Why did you get to play your prank then?"
"Special dispensation," Evan admitted proudly. "Last year's prank almost cost me my career. April Fool's Day, Colonel!"