Drabbles

Title: Dictionary Tales

Author: Trekbones

Rating: T

Spoilers: None, really

Warning: Some whump (hinted), some 'what in the world'

Author's Note: Written as a result of having little to occupy my time at work. There's a dictionary along with all the other manuals and one day I went hunting, okay more like randomly picking and choosing words. From there, I picked a beginning and ending word and had to fill the ninety-eight other words. This is what I ended up with. I suppose they are not to be taken seriously.

Disclaimer: The characters, locations, and other various and sundry things of Stargate: Atlantis do not belong to me. If they did, I'd be a lot richer and there would be more seasons.

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"Fascinating? You call that fascinating? Heaven forbid you should actually find something truly fascinating."

"McKay!"

"What?" he answered grumpily.

"I'm sorry I even mentioned it. Who knew genius could be fickle about fascinating."

"Genius has the right to be …fickle. Who uses fickle anymore? I mean really."

"I do," he cut in.

"So?" The shortest response from Rodney McKay but still the most loaded word imaginable in his repertoire.

"If I knew you were going to be like this I wouldn't have shown you."

He spluttered. "Wouldn't have shown me?"

"No."

"Why the hell not?"

"Why not indeed."

"Indeed."

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Jude. Or maybe Jack. Jerry, maybe. He couldn't remember. Dammit. He couldn't remember how own name. What good would that do him if someone came looking for him and they didn't know it was him because he didn't know his own name. Couldn't let people know who he was.

Who he was was important. A name was important. He was important, he hoped. He really hoped somebody was looking for him. He didn't want to be abandoned or forgotten.

For now he waited. Waited to be sold like cattle at auction.

They came. The auctioneer started with, "Strong body, feisty…."

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"Oxidize the acetate."

"Oxidize the acetate? What the hell are you talking about. That doesn't make sense. Neither does half the stuff you talk about but that's why I'm the genius and you are the lowly minion. Well maybe more than a lowly minion but you are definitely not a genius. Intelligent maybe but definitely not up to my level."

"Perforate the kiwis."

"You know, I'm not even going to ask. Hopefully, we'll get back to Atlantis and Carson will fix all this, fix you. And I'm never taking you off world again.'

"Pelt the oranges. Agitate unrest among fishie politics."

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