A/N: As per request of Julia on SGAHC, I'm writing this as a sequel to 'The Zipper Trick'. Hope you all enjoy. I'm having so much fun with these two characters. On a side note, yes I originally planned for the zipper issue to be his fly not his vest, but I thought that would be saved for a later sequel or something. And I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Part 2:
Fun un ny Iss-shoos
By Lady Valmar
Song Inspiration: Hey Ya! By OutKast
Rodney couldn't have had it better; he had just found the discovery of lifetime.
Bog, Bog and more Bog!
He was so enthusiastic that he even jumped up and down and screamed his delight at Sheppard.
No sarcasm intended. Hah!He had just finished his readings with tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum when he had noticed Sheppard jerking the zipper on his vest.
He tried to be civil but Sheppard refused to listen to him, and kept tugging on it until he busted the zip. So when he jerked it while Sheppard moved, it unstuck. Only problem was Sheppard had landed in the biggest pile of alien slim he had ever seen. He really didn't want to think what was in that stuff let alone, what kind of stench it was letting off.
Admittedly Rodney knew he probably shouldn't have been so persistent in helping out with the zipper. He thought, why not, Sheppard had had to carry that crate and looked bored so Rodney figured it would be considerate of himself if he helped with it, but nooo, Mr. I-don't-need-help had to be a jerk about it.
So here they were, Sheppard shakily getting to his feet while Rodney found himself suddenly backing away.
"Oh! Major, I am mean um…Sheppard are you alright?" asked Mckay, exasperated.
After checking to make sure he hadn't broken or injured himself, Sheppard sat up, "No I'm fine. Just fine. Thanks for asking. And it's Lt. Colonel, in case you've forgotten." retorted Sheppard, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Oh come on Sheppard, it was a harmless mistake okay, and it's not like…um Sheppard?"
"You knowss" said Sheppard, suddenly slurring his speech, "I thank…no tinks ow showuld liz tens nexsxxxt tim ow dew summting ike tat geinsssszzss."
His body lurched forward in jerky movements as he fell onto the mossy dirt, his head banging against a rock.
Rodney felt panic flood his system. No, oh no.
"Sheppard? Sheppard?" yelped Rodney as he scrambled to lay his hand on Sheppard's back. Checking for a pulse, to Rodney's relief, thrummed strongly. He yelled for assistance from the two scientists that had accompanied him.
Slinging Sheppard's arm over his shoulder, the other scientist by the name of Mak? Helped take Sheppard's other arm. Between the two of them they hauled his limp body to the jumper.
Rodney dreaded to think that Sheppard wasn't going to make it. God knew they had both been through enough crap to last them a lifetime. So when Rodney had to fly the jumper, complaining though he did, he still did it. Hoping with all hope that Sheppard would be all right.
That's when Sheppard woke up, a look of euphoria on his face, giggling. The one scientist, Mak, was beginning to grin stupidly.
Rodney began to pull up on the controls only to find that something was holding down the jumper.
"Sheppard, you all right? Sheppard?" said Rodney, over his shoulder, yanking down on the controls.
When he didn't respond right a way, Rodney yelled to one of the other scientists, "Hey Mak? Yeah um Mak is he all right?"
"I giggle don't giggle know."
"What! What do you mean you don't know. Oh forget you, um you whatever your name is, how is he?"
The second scientist began to chew on his nails while responding, "I have no giggle idea. You giggle know giggle McKay your such a giggle a giggle"
"Your a giggle a werido!" supplied Sheppard, stumbling to his feet, smacking the giggling Mak.
The jumper refused to pull free of the slug or whatever it was, so Rodney gave up his efforts on pulling the controls upward. Swiveling his chair around, he eyed the situation before him. Two scientists were on the floor of the jumper giggling, and Sheppard, with a possible concussion, was banging his hand against the wall, drooling.
"Colonel? Oh great you guys think this is funny. He could have a concussion. Sheppard, oh that's disgusting. Sheppard? Sheppard!"
"Yesh! McKazzeyish yowou noos ow yoow er sophf fun knee, trrgh trrgh try ying ing ttwooo tug onmys zzzipper ike tatt. Dew youow waaantah twooo tug on mys other zzzzipper?" giggled Sheppard, moving around like a drunk.
"This is not good! NO, of course not Sheppard. Okay what to do?" Said Rodney trying to reach Sheppard who was patting the head of one of the scientists on the floor while, smiling like an idiot.
"youoww coid ld t rrry be ying ing naaa iccc er ttwoos mes."
"Sheppard! Get a grip. Oh jeez, Mak and you, whatever your name is, help me to get him sitting down. Hey! Are you even listening to me?" said Rodney, tightening his grip around Sheppard's wrist.
"OWWWWW McKayish yourrs hhaa err ting mes. Oh! lookey atis tat, I sees stttarss. hahahaha" laughed Sheppard, slingling his arm around Rodney's shoulders.
"Rodney giggle I think giggle wes are giggle under the giggle the the influence of the giggle of the giggle evil, giggle alien giggle slim," said the scientist as he began to slap his colleague, while he giggled in a very girly manner.
Rodney helped Sheppard to settle down on one of the benches while he looked at the screen of the jumper to see if he could get a better idea of what was holding the jumper down.
"OWS Lookies theeerees sooo prettiesy giggle McKayesszees youows soooers...weirs did," said Sheppard as he shot back up from the bench slapping McKay on the shoulder and pointing to the glowing signals on the screen of the jumper.
Rodney threw his hands up in the air. Sheppard did a mock version.
"Rodddin knees Youssowws hasssh…maddess a fun ny knees!" squealed Sheppard, as he tried to smack Rodney in the back of the head.
What am I going to tell Elizabeth or for that matter Carson? Also why hasn't the evil alien slim affected me. Thought Rodney, as he tried to shove off Mak, who was trying to stick his finger in McKay's ear.