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A Tale of Bugs

John groaned as he was tied up by a bunch of children. They all laughed, running circles around him. He was going to kill Teyla if she ever made him play with these ... thses ... monsters, again. No, correction: she would kill him, but he would put up on heck of a fight.

"Mr, sir?" One of the kids asked, stopping at his side.

"Yes?" He answered paitently.

"I got you food."

He handed John a plate, sitting it on his lap. The food was moving. John stuck out his tongue, looking at what appeared to be not-fully-cooked bugs. Gagging, he turned away.

Two hours, ten uncooked bugs, and a lot of laughing children later, John was set free. Rubbing his wrists, he walked off, the kids running along at his feet. He saw Teyla grinning as he exited the woods.

"What are you so happy about?" He asked her, pulling a two-year-old girl from his foot. She was gnawing at his shoelaces.

"Nothing, Major."

Ha, right.

Just then, John felt something on his shoulder. It was crawling. Almost not wanting to know what it was, he reached behind him and picked it off, looking at it.

It was lunch.

"Oooh, Teyla," He said, srmiking. Her eyes went wide as she looked at the bug. Turning, she ran, John following her.

So, he wouldn't kill her, but this was worse.


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