AUTHOR: Glinda

TITLE: Blue Jell-O

CATEGORY: Humour Episode Addition

PAIRING: S/J

SEASON/SPOILERS: 5 - 48 Hours

WARNING: PG-13

DISCLAIMER: Not mine, don't own anything. Just a poor little Uni. student trying to stay sane by letting her imagination run wild. Not making any money.just doin this for fun! Plz don't sue!

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I've got this notebook, with tons of lil quotes and sayings that I've picked up over the years and it struck me on a LONG train journey (3 hours at peak-time on a packed train.urgh) that they'd make a good basis for a series of mini-fics. They were supposed to be drabbles but *sigh* I tried, I really did but I couldn't keep them short enough! They're set during S5 and they make little episode additions showing various people's POV's or the aftermaths of various episodes. Hopefully they'll be short but sweet! As always feedback is welcome!

"Think big thoughts, but relish small pleasures." - H. Jackson Brown Jnr.

I know he's watching us. There's a sort of perverse pleasure in pretending to be oblivious while flirting with someone else. He's been standing there for the last 15 minutes. I reckoned he was trying to wrestle his pride down enough to come and apologies - if he was, then he's obviously going to have a long wait as I doubt he'd risk my companion's wrath. Our conversation is inconsequential and frequently verges on the ridiculous - hence the light flirting. We rarely flirt these days, but in the rec. room at 2200 hours with only our hidden observer as company it's never seemed so right. The wall mounted TV shows Some Like It Hot and the antics of Jack Lemmon and Tony Curtis in black and white and drag have created a comfortably relaxed atmosphere between us that we are reluctant to break. He's relating an anecdote he read somewhere about Marilyn Monroe on the set of the film. Her temperamental nature and the fact that while most of the time she played off the dumb blonde roll sometimes she'd do something and suddenly they'd realise that she was the smartest thing on the screen. Talking of dumb blondes.He brought me a glass of Jell-O.!

"Sir?"

"Yes Carter?"

"Have you been talking to the kitchen staff?"

"Naturally.Appreciate that Jell-O, I had to do some serious sweet talking to you that."

"Sir."

*sigh* "One of the guys might have mentioned that you and McKay had a spat in the commissary earlier. Half the base knows the two of you didn't exactly hit it off. But one of the guys was a tad worried."

"Worried?"

"Well."

"Colonel?"

"It's just.short of an emergency call you've never been known to abandon Jell-O (let alone blue Jell-O) in the 5 years you've been stationed here," *defensive shrug* "we figured McKay must have offended you pretty majorly when you did so.he thought you'd appreciate the gesture.I agreed.Figured you'd be feeling unappreciated - thought some damage control was in order so." he looks up awkwardly and shrugs again. And I'm struck by how cute he looks when he gets caught out being sweet. "Sorry" he mutters. He starts to move and instinctively I grab his wrist, making him look back at me. I smile shyly up at him.

"That's possibly the sweetest thing anyone's done for me in years. Thankyou." On impulse I don't add 'sir'. And I can tell he appreciates it. He sits down beside me again, making some self-depreciating remark before we settle down again. Sliding further down in our seats and closer together so the pillar blocks us from view we debate the merits of using double basses as riot shields and McKay is long forgotten. And if our hands lying innocently side by side happen to slide together causing our fingers to mesh? So what. Who's to know? It's not the end of the world. We'll worry about that tomorrow.

~ In the words of someone else.you like? You buy? No? Stupid boy.you waste my time! Is this a drabble? Me thinks not! *sigh* If all else fails.feed me!