Title: Drinking Game.
Summary: The guys have some free time on their hands. Throw in some moonshine and…well you'll have to read to find out.
Paring: None, but some of you will probably see elements of shippyness here and there and that's ok if you do, I don't mind.
Warning: Includes mild swearing.
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis is not mine. Only the story line and any made up characters that may or may not appear in the story belong to me.
Returning from a quick simple supply exchange run to the mainland, John Sheppard effortlessly landed the Puddle Jumper in the Jumper Bay. Opening the back and lowering the ramp John began to unload the supplies he'd brought back. It wasn't long before Aiden Ford showed up to help him, between the two of them it took no time at all to unload the Jumper and set the supplies off to the side for some one else to sort and store away.
"So'd you get it, sir?" Aiden asked looking at the Major expectantly.
"Shhh!" John silenced the Lt. quickly looking around the Jumper Bay making sure no one else was around. "I don't want Weir to find out why I really volunteered to make this milk run. There's no telling how she'd react."
"Oh, right…but…?"
"Yeah I got it and I swear when I find out whose dumb-ass idea it was to strand us all the way out here with out any alcohol…" John let his sentence trail off as he walked back into the Jumper and pulled back a tarp covering several crates. Both men's faces lit up like kids at Christmas.
"But luckily the Athosians make a fine substitute."
"Yes good ol' Athosian moonshine. I tell ya one of the few bad things about the Athosians moving to the mainland is that our 24/7 access to the stuff is cut off, hence one of the reasons I volunteer to make these milk runs. Now lets get this stuff hidden away before somebody comes along and rats us out."
And that's just what they did, of course they didn't hide it all in one place, the moonshine was strategically hidden through out the city in places rarely visited by the crew. After hiding the last crates John and Aiden met up in the commissary for a quick lunch before returning to duty. While they were eating the two were joined by Carson and Rodney, both wearing the same expectant look Aiden had earlier.
"Yes I got it." John answered before either of them could open their mouths.
"Great so our plans are still a go." Rodney beamed.
"Yes, now let's see our list of supplies…" Carson spoke softly as he pulled a fold piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolded it, and placed it on the table. "We can cross off the boozes, and between the four of us I think we've snuck enough food to last the night. Now all we need is time and…"
Carson was interrupted when John gave him a light warning kick to the shin and discreetly pointed his fork towards Teyla and Elizabeth, who were making their way towards the table to join the guys. Quickly Carson grabbed the paper back up and shoved it in his pocket.
"Afternoon gentlemen." Elizabeth greeted the guys. "Mind if we join you?"
"Not at all, pull up a chair." John answered.
"Thank you Major." Teyla spoke as she and Elizabeth sat down.
"Yes nothing like dinning with a couple of lovely ladies to make for a pleasant afternoon." Rodney added.
"Rodney what ever it is the answer's no." Elizabeth stated.
"Now just what makes you think I want something?"
"Because you're trying to be sweet and charming."
"What can't a guy give a simple innocent compliment, with out having an ulterior motive?"
"When it comes to you Rodney no."
"Oh man you just got burned." Aiden spoke up, giving Rodney a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.
"Yup, I'm afraid she knows you too well my friend." Carson jumped in.
"Oh shut up." Rodney was getting flustered.
"Now, now boys let's all play nice." John mockingly admonished the others. "Just because Rodney can be a scheming little weasel at times doesn't mean we can't all get along."
"Ha, ha, very funny Major. Just keep it up and see what happens."
"Yeah and what're you gonna do about?" John threw a small piece of the roll he was eating at Rodney. Instead of answering Rodney just threw a pea back at John in retaliation. Pretty soon the two had a little mini food fight going on.
"Aright that's enough, knock it off you two." Elizabeth ordered, before the two could really get going. "Remember what happened last time you two instigated a little food fight?"
"Right, sorry…won't happen again, ma'am." Both men, throwing the last bits of food still in their hands at each other, mumbled, looking like a couple of chastised kids.
"Yes you don't want to spend the remainder of the day cleaning the commissary and adjoining corridors again do you?" Teyla added.
Getting the point both men returned to eating their food along with the others. The topics of conversation soon turned to how things were going with work as well as personally. Before they knew it, it was time to get back to work.