Sparklyshimmer2010 - Sweet, huh? No pun intended, I'm sure. It was inspired by a story I read and I couldn't resist. LOL And hey, I had the perfect reason to have John kissing Elizabeth! ;)

Charlie Blue - I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was fun to write, and like I stated before, a sneaky way to give him a reason to kiss her, despite everyone being around. ;) LOL

Thank you, I was trying to go for the fact that he does feel pain, even if he's not bawling his eyes out every time he loses someone. I was thinking about it in another fiction I'm writing, John's Really Bad Days, and he's lost so many people close to him. Sumner, Aiden, his father, Elizabeth, Carson, Teyla was kidnapped and gone for some time, Ronon was kidnapped and tortured, now even Rodney's going through pain, and John faces losing him, too (The Shrine, season 5), and then there's also Kate Heightmeyer (not sure how to spell her name), so he's lost a lot of people, and he somehow manages to keep going.

Thanks, guys, for sticking with this, I have more to come.

This one is another attempt at humor. Hope you like it. ;)

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Pranks.

John and his damn pranks.

Putting coffee liquor in Rodney's coffee. Ok, so that one was kind of funny, but Rodney singing at the top of his lungs, and really badly at that, was a bit over the top.

He once hid Ronon's blaster. He promptly had to hide himself for a week, when Ronon had found out he was behind it.

I've never heard of him doing anything to Teyla, but then again, I think it's because… Well, there may have been many reasons, but the fact that he had daily sparring lessons with her, with the bantos sticks, might have made a big impact on that. She kicked his ass every day, anyway, so he really didn't want to piss her off, and get on her bad side.

Then again, I was a little confused as to why he'd want to risk Ronon's anger.

Rodney… Rodney was all talk, though I do recall John complaining about a shower that went ice cold halfway through.

Either way, he must have hit half of the staff by now. Sometimes it was general pranks. Something, a dye, in the juice that turned everyone's teeth blue. Or an itch powder in the tac vests of some of the marines.

Evan Lorne was growling for a week when John slipped Viagra in his bottle of orange juice. Though, I do have to admit, that was hilarious, and I think we all enjoyed the show. How the hell John got Viagra on Atlantis is beyond me, but I suspect he had help.

I know Jack O'Neill's a good one for pranks, so I have my suspicions.

Hell, even Radek wasn't safe, but I'm not going to go into that one.

Now, John's obviously insane. I mean, why else would he not do anything to Teyla, risk trying Ronon, and then dare to try me?

Tapping my ear piece, I struggled not to let out the growl that was brewing in my throat. "Lt. Col. John Sheppard, report to my office, now." Wow, ok that impressed even me. Low and dangerous, but perfectly calm.

Not only Atlantis' 'Kirk', but the resident prankster, too?

Frowning, I sat behind my desk, tapping my pen as I waited for John to get there. I'd already fallen for his prank, but luckily, I had a few tricks up my sleeves. I pulled over some extra reports, that I'd luckily had hidden in a drawer, and went over them as I waited patiently.

Tapping my ear piece again, I fought off the urge to grin. "Rodney? It's Elizabeth. I need a favor…" Taking the time to explain an idea that had come to my head, I heard the grin in his voice as he agreed. Once I was done, I returned to the reports before putting them aside and returning to waiting.

But don't get me wrong, don't think I was just going to ignore what he pulled. Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. I had a plan of my own, and with my fellow victims, I was certain it would go off well.

"Elizabeth?"

Looking up from my reports, I raised a careful eyebrow and nodded at the surprisingly sheepish looking John in my doorway. "Colonel." I watched his eyes widen briefly, and knew he understood he was in trouble. I very rarely called him by rank when we were alone, unless he was in trouble. "Nice of you to join me." Standing up, I watched as his eyes widened again and a look of confusion crossed his face. "Is something wrong?"

"Uh, no." John shook his head, staring at the back of my chair with a frown. "No, nothing."

Luckily, he couldn't see the seat from where he was standing, or he'd see the pair of pants I'd been wearing earlier, stuck to it still. Still, as I walked around the desk, his eyes narrowed at the pants I was wearing before a smirk tugged at his lips. "Something funny?" I allowed the warning to fill my voice as I picked up the small stack of reports.

He shook his head again, standing up straighter.

"John… You very obviously have too much time on your hands. And all this time? It's getting you into a lot of trouble." I raised an eyebrow pointedly. "So I thought I'd give you a little help." Walking over, I pushed the tack of reports into his hands. "Evaluation reports, and I want more than 'above average's on them, understood?"

The look on his face was priceless, but he nodded anyways before turning and walking off.

Turning back, I stared at my chair and gave the pants an experimental tug. Nope, not moving. Then I turned to my desk and gave an empty coffee mug a tug. Same problem. A small stack of, luckily, unimportant papers… Same thing.

John had decided to glue my things to my desk, as well as gluing my ass to my chair. I was very lucky I had an extra pair of pants.

Sitting on my pants, I called Radek and made plans for him to come get my things off my desk, and get me a new chair. While explaining what happened, and the result I was waiting on, I went over more 'ideas' that came to me.

Suddenly, ear piece or not, I clearly heard a familiar voice.

"Elizabeth!"

Raising an eyebrow and grinning broadly, I quickly mentioned hiding all the glue dissolvent in Atlantis before closing the connection.

It was remarkable, really. I don't think I've ever heard John 'roar' like that, before. HE had to have been taking lessons from Ronon. I wondered if he'd thought to keep an extra pair of pants in his office, too, or not. And if not, how long he'd be stuck to his chair.

Hm, John may be on to something. I thought as I grinned. This is kinda fun.

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Hope you like it. (Giggles hysterically)

R+R please

Thank you

Tenshi