A/N: Dang near all of you asked for at least one more chapter so I decided to give you one because I was sitting in my second hour class when I started writing this and I didn't feel like doing the stupid assignment that the stupid sub, who didn't know what the hell she was talking about, gave us. So enjoy.
One reviewer, I think it was sgafan33 if I remember right, asked something about why so many fics have McKay with cartoon boxers. I can't speak for any of the other authors but I gave him Superman boxers as a kind of funny jab at the Superman comment McKay made in the episode 'The Storm' (Even though this supposedly takes place before that episode, but that's beside the point).
"Shhh, quite before you wake up the whole city." John whispered as Rodney bumped into one of the commissary tables, again.
"Well excuse me if I can't see in the dark as well as you can." Rodney snapped. It was nearly 4:30 in the morning and Rodney was not happy about being pulled out of bed so early.
"How about you both shut up so we can get this over with." Carson spoke, he wasn't any happier about being out of bed so early either, but knew it was necessary if they wanted to get the last of their clothing back.
It had a couple of weeks since Teyla and Elizabeth had stolen the guys' clothes and true to their word they'd made the guys earn back every piece of clothing. Although Elizabeth and Teyla had taken pity on John and given him back a pair of boxers as a freebie, so that he didn't have to go around with nothing but a towel on, but other than that the guys had, had to worked hard earning back their clothing all that was left now was most of their shirts.
Before they'd managed to get back any clothing John, Aiden, and Rodney had been forced to do a little begging and bargaining with various other people in the city for some spare clothing so that they could at least move around the city with a little less embarrassment, not that any of the ladies were complaining about getting to see the guys going around with out much clothing on. John had managed to scrounge up a pair of pajama pants to wear, Aiden had managed a pair of sweat pants, and Rodney had managed a pair of shorts.
"Yeah remind me again why we're up at this god awful hour." Aiden questioned, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
"For the last time if we have any hope of getting the last of our clothing back we have to do something big for Teyla and Weir and what better way to do that then with breakfast in bed?" John reminded the group, seeing the looks on their faces he continued. "Well ok maybe not exactly breakfast in bed but you get the idea."
"Yeah about that, incase you hadn't noticed none of us can actually cook." Rodney spoke what was on everybody's minds.
"Individually, no none of us can cook worth a damn, but if we put our heads together and use a little team work I think we can pull off a decent meal."
It took the guys a little over an hour and a half and a few trips to the infirmary for some minor cuts and burns, but they were finally done. Now all they had to do was wait for their guests of honor.
"Major, Dr. Weir has just entered her office and Sgt. Stackhouse just reported seeing Teyla leaving her quarters." Peter's voice came over John's radio. "We'll be sending them your way shortly."
"Six thirty on the dot, both right on schedule. Thank you Grodin we owe you guys one." John answered.
"Not having to see you guys walk around half clothed, stealing all the attention of the women around here will be payment enough."
"Smart-ass."
It was daily routine for Elizabeth, before heading off to the commissary for breakfast, to stop by her office and the control room every morning to see how things were going and to grab the status reports the night watch usually left either on her desk or with Peter, who no matter what always seemed to be there before her.
Entering her office Elizabeth picked up the night's status reports and briefly flipped through them. Seeing nothing that required her immediate attention she set them back on her desk to look at later and left her office, intending to head off to the commissary.
"Dr. Weir." Peter got Elizabeth's attention.
"Yes Peter." Elizabeth stopped, giving Peter her attention.
"If you're not too busy Major Sheppard has requested your presence on the balcony near the commissary, says he has something to show you."
"It's no problem I was just headed that way. I'll stop and see what he wants."
With that Elizabeth left the control room going to see what John was up to now.
Teyla was just getting ready to begin her morning jog through one of the lesser used areas of the city when she spotted Sgt. Stackhouse heading in her direction, giving a slight wave indicating he needed to speak with her.
"What can I do for you Sgt.?"
"I have a message from Major Sheppard. He's asked that you join him on the balcony near the commissary, if you're not to busy. Says he has something he wants to show you."
"Of course I will go there now. Thank you for giving me the message."
Watching as the Sgt. walked away Teyla left in the opposite direction headed towards the commissary to see what John wanted to show her.
Both heading towards the balcony Elizabeth and Teyla soon met up and learned that John had summoned them both. Curious about just what John was up to the two ladies quickened their pace slightly.
"Good morning ladies." John greeted Teyla and Elizabeth just outside the door that led to the balcony. "If you would both be so kind as to follow me."
Before either women had the chance to speak John had ushered them out on to the balcony, where they were greeted with the site of one of the smaller commissary tables and a couple of chairs that the guys had temporarily hijacked as well as Aiden, Carson, and Rodney standing off to one side.
The table had been set for two and had what appeared to be real breakfast foods, not the military excuse for food, set out on it. Leading them over to the table John pulled out one of the chairs for Elizabeth while Aiden pulled out the other one for Teyla.
"Alright what are you guys up to now?" Elizabeth couldn't help the hint of worry that slipped into to her voice.
"Yes I would also like to know what is going on." Teyla was a bit skeptical about what the guys were up to.
"Well we figured it was time we showed our appreciation for all the hard work you two do around here, by making you a real homemade breakfast." John spoke for the group.
"Yeah and it's even real food, all of which has been declared editable." Rodney jumped in. "The eggs came from the mainland. We used the Athosian version of flour to make some bread, well actually the cooks started the bread last night, but it was out idea and we pulled it out of the oven this morning."
"And we traded with the Athosians for some meat so you could have some bacon and sausage or at least something close to it." Aiden added. "We also found what we assume is this planets version of oranges and used those to make you something that tastes pretty close to orange juice."
"And the best part is the view." Carson pointed over the railing towards the horizon. There were a few clouds scattered across the horizon and as they all watched they could just see the sun starting to rise, giving the clouds an orange-ish red color. It was quite a breath taking view.
"So basically this is your way of sucking up, hoping to get the last of your clothes back." Elizabeth, turning her attention back to the guys, said it as more of a statement than a question.
"Depends is it working?" John didn't even try to hide the hope that entered his voice as he watched Elizabeth and Teyla have a quick and quiet discussion.
"We will have to wait and see just how editable your cooking is before we make our finale decision." Teyla replied to John's question.
"Oh and did we mention that you two are getting the first meal made with real food and not military rations out of anyone in the whole city?"
"John." Elizabeth gave John a warning glare that said don't push it.
"Right, shutting up now. Enjoy your meal."
All four men stood silently holding their breaths as Teyla and Elizabeth ate their food. Finally after about an hour the two had finished their meal, they'd enjoyed prolonging the meal and purposely making the guys sweat, and were ready to come to a decision. Taking a few minutes to confer with each other they made their decision.
"You may have the last of your clothing back." Teyla pronounced much to the pleasure of the four men.
A/N: Sorry if this chapter was kind of crappy. I didn't really like it myself I just couldn't seem to get it quite right. But after rewriting it like fifty million times I finally just said screw it and posted what I had. So that's it, that's the end, no more from this story. Hope you enjoyed.