How Many Ways Can I Distract You?
Several unrelated and simple Daniel and Vala conversations...complete drabble, nonsenses-but often fluffy.
o0o0o-Number One-o0o0o-
Eyes rolling upward, head shaking in disbelief, Daniel responded, "Cave art... right? And did extraterrestrials visit earth … and leave? That's your question?"
"No silly," Vala shook her head emphatically, hair flying.
Confused, Daniel pursed his lips, his brows diving downward. "Er...Huh?"
"Well, darling, they came and stayed, raised their children, a few maybe inbred with the existing humanoid Earth-like thingies and they populated Earth and then they finally forgot their history... so.. Daniel...you're obviously one of their heirs or progeny or descendents."
"Sure," Daniel interrupted, hoping to salvage this conversation, "okay, whatever, and you?'
"Weeellll, darling, I'm an alien, just like you, except I'm not from here and my group didn't actually come to Earth...until I did on my own – after I met you, and decided I was going to have you...like forever. We're obviously from a similar gene pool unlike you and Mitchell who are from a closer...much closer gene pool."
Laughing, Daniel removed his hands from behind his head, rolled over, and pressed his length against hers. "Right. So why again, I mean, why did 'they' came to Earth?"
"Hmm," Vala took a deep breath, relaxing, scooting her back into Daniel's chest, "Home world was dying? Sun about to explode? Or maybe a big meteor was coming? You know, something like that."
With an exaggerated sigh, Daniel placed his head against the back of Vala's, puffing a breath to blow stray ebony strands aside. "The Syrian people, Mesopotamia, Syria... what is now mostly Iraq...well, that was the emergence of …
"Oh Daniel, for heaven's sakes! Can't you just let go of all that analytical, sciencie, archeology, stuff? Let your mind go free. Yes, yes, yes, and blah, blah, blah... Tigris-Euphrates...cradle of civilization," Vala pouted with slight annoyance . "Think Asgard. Think Oma Desa...Oma. Think possibilities... gods, Daniel, I love you, but sometimes you're so frustrating!"
"Um, love you too, sweetheart. Don't understand you for more than a second or two each day, but love you."
"I hate these restrictions." Vala snuggled closer, spooning into the cradle of Daniel's arms.
His hand gently traveled over the slight rise of her belly. "Worth it though, right? You insisted, after all. On children. So quit complaining."
"Well, sure, alright, but really, don't you agree? I mean, after all you're the one who said the pyramids were...mmmm, darling..."
~End number one. ~TBC