Family Pains
by mckayswife
A/N: I wrote this one shot cookie before the writers killed off Ka D'Argo in the miniseries.
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"What is that smell?!" D'Argo stood at the entrance to John and Aeryn's quarters. "I could smell it all the way at the other end of the ship."
"It's just Junior over here," John replied as he attempted to change his son's diaper. "I warned you it would stink."
"I didn't think it would be this bad."
"Is that Hynerian Slug Meat I smell?" Rygel floated up next to D'Argo.
"How can you even think of eating right now?" D'Argo asked, half-annoyed, half-amazed.
"It's as good a time as any."
"You want to eat Junior's sh...Whoa!" John barely managed to move out of the way as Junior released a stream of liquid.
"At least now we know all the plumbing works," John joked as a DRD scuttled over and cleaned the liquid.
"After cleaning, we have the uh...." he looked around the table and picked up a medium-sized bottle, which he sprinkled over Junior's behind, "...weird purple powder. And a new diaper," he wrapped a white cloth around the baby's bottom, and tied it off. "Voila!" he held the boy up and showed Aeryn, who had been sitting along the wall, watching. "See. Told you I could do it."
"I never doubted you," she replied as she picked up an odd-looking device from the table and returned to her seat.
John turned to the others as Aeryn unzipped her jacket. "Okay boys. Show's over," he said as he spotted Rygel inching his way toward a small black trash bag on the floor.
"Please," Rygel begged, "just a little taste."
"No!" John cradled his son in one arm and used his his free hand to grab the hynerian by the ear push him out of the room.
"By the gods!" Rygel stared at something in the room.
John followed Rygel's gaze and saw Aeryn removing her bra. He turned back to Rygel. "Out!" he said pushing him and D'Argo away.
"You know we really should get curtains for this place," John said as he sat down and placed Junior on his knee.
"Just wait until he learns to walk," Aeryn said as she put the machine on herself.
"Are we going to have to child-proof Moya or Moya-proof Junior?"
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A/N: My writing muse, which I named Harvey, just kidding, I actually named it Space Monkey, made me write this during the first two periods of school today. Please review.
by mckayswife
A/N: I wrote this one shot cookie before the writers killed off Ka D'Argo in the miniseries.
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"What is that smell?!" D'Argo stood at the entrance to John and Aeryn's quarters. "I could smell it all the way at the other end of the ship."
"It's just Junior over here," John replied as he attempted to change his son's diaper. "I warned you it would stink."
"I didn't think it would be this bad."
"Is that Hynerian Slug Meat I smell?" Rygel floated up next to D'Argo.
"How can you even think of eating right now?" D'Argo asked, half-annoyed, half-amazed.
"It's as good a time as any."
"You want to eat Junior's sh...Whoa!" John barely managed to move out of the way as Junior released a stream of liquid.
"At least now we know all the plumbing works," John joked as a DRD scuttled over and cleaned the liquid.
"After cleaning, we have the uh...." he looked around the table and picked up a medium-sized bottle, which he sprinkled over Junior's behind, "...weird purple powder. And a new diaper," he wrapped a white cloth around the baby's bottom, and tied it off. "Voila!" he held the boy up and showed Aeryn, who had been sitting along the wall, watching. "See. Told you I could do it."
"I never doubted you," she replied as she picked up an odd-looking device from the table and returned to her seat.
John turned to the others as Aeryn unzipped her jacket. "Okay boys. Show's over," he said as he spotted Rygel inching his way toward a small black trash bag on the floor.
"Please," Rygel begged, "just a little taste."
"No!" John cradled his son in one arm and used his his free hand to grab the hynerian by the ear push him out of the room.
"By the gods!" Rygel stared at something in the room.
John followed Rygel's gaze and saw Aeryn removing her bra. He turned back to Rygel. "Out!" he said pushing him and D'Argo away.
"You know we really should get curtains for this place," John said as he sat down and placed Junior on his knee.
"Just wait until he learns to walk," Aeryn said as she put the machine on herself.
"Are we going to have to child-proof Moya or Moya-proof Junior?"
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A/N: My writing muse, which I named Harvey, just kidding, I actually named it Space Monkey, made me write this during the first two periods of school today. Please review.