Rinoax - Thank you, I was hoping to get a calm theme going in this one. John Sheppard... Who needs a knight in shining armor when you have a marine in black BDUs? :P
Charlie Blue - Hey, yeah, 'Great minds think alike' works well for this story. LOL Well, I was thinking relaxing and the song helped inspire the idea. LMAO the poached private spot comment was care of Woolsey, so I can't take credit for it, but I CAN enjoy/borrow it.
Sparklyshimmer2010 - Glad you thought so :)
Holly-Batali - LOL I loved that line and it seemed to fit in here perfectly.
NotAllWhoWanderAreAimless - I love sunsets, and I've seen lots of nice ones, so I got my inspiration from them. :)
This is an idea from Charlie Blue. Considering pointed ears makes me think elfin, this is a Christmas-themed story.
Notice: I am once again down to a few chapters left, and I haven't written any new ones. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of getting into Twilight, so my muse is strongest there, even though I AM still working on an Elizabeth/John story at the moment (Which will probably be under 10 chapters when it's complete). Thank you all for sticking with me, and I hope to keep this story going a bit longer. Requests are always welcome.
Very sorry for the late update.
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"Oh, come on, John. It's a cute look and it suits you perfectly." Pouting a little, I couldn't fight the grin that formed over my face as the tips of his ears burned light pink. "Especially with those ears." I winked at him when he shot me a look that was torn between insulted, confused, and a little indignant. "What? I'm serious!"
His ears are always the first thing to turn pink when he blushes.
He tugged at the red vest he wore over a deep green shirt. "No offence, Elizabeth, but what's my ears got to do with...this??" He pointed to the red and green outfit he wore. Then he lifted a foot and pointed to the pointy-toed green boots. "I hardly resemble a military officer, you know."
I shrugged and pointed down to my own red outfit. I was dressed in a mini dress with white fluffy trim around the loose skirt, a green bodice, and a white trim around the medium neckline and long, loose sleeves. Red knee high boots with white trim, and a matching red santa hat finished off my look, and I couldn't help the blush I felt spreading over my cheeks. "I doubt I look all that commanding, myself." I was an elf, too.
"Oh, I dunno...." John looked uncertain as he eyed me closer, and I felt the blush spreading even further. Giving him his own once over, I bit back the grin, knowing my decision had been the right one. I had taken the time to explain to Teyla what Christmas was, once, when he had some spare time. I'd realized that it was still over a month away, but at the same time I felt excited at the prospect of giving my people a chance to relax, even if it was for a night.
Teyla had come up with the idea we should have a Christmas party, even if it was early. As she explained it, why wait until it was time, and risk having the war break out and interrupt it, when we had some quiet time now? I agreed, because I figured not only would it be a good morale boost, but a chance to show the Athosian children one of our more fun earth customs.
"And who's Santa?" John raised an eyebrow, pulling uncomfortably at his green hat.
Teyla asked me what sorts of things we could do for Christmas, after the word party had been raised, and I suggested a bit of a costume party. I explained about Santa and his elves, and when I questioned who would be elves, the first name on Teyla's lips was 'John'.
"Lorne's going to play Jolly Old Saint Nick." I stated with a grin, having seen his costume already.
I couldn't even think of denying it when Teyla's face broke out into an evil grin. My mind shot to his ears and how they seemed to taper to a perfect little rounded point, and I broke up into giggles, agreeing with her whole heartedly. I think that was one of the first things I noticed when I gave him a good once over, before we came to Atlantis. He looked like a trouble maker, but at the same time, those ears made me want to go over and grab one. I swore he was wearing fake ears!
"And why exactly is Major Lorne playing Santa, and I'm an elf?" John folded his arms over his chest and gave a pretty good impression of Rodney, when I'd given him the same costume.
"Well, I was thinking of you, Rodney, or Lorne. Rodney would never shut up about it, if I made him Santa, and it's just as bad I made him an elf..." I giggled a little, coughing loudly as I tried to cover it up. "And between you and Lorne..." I shrugged. "Lorne's.....uhh....built better for it?"
He raised an eyebrow and looked beyond me, as if giving it some thought.
Stuffing my fist in my mouth, I held my breath to keep from laughing. It looked utterly hilarious, John dressed as an elf with such a thoughtful look on his face, with the white pompom from his hat brushing the side of his head right by his eyes. His face was set so seriously, despite the red and green outfit, and it just looked so cute.
"I guess I can see it." He frowned thoughtfully. "Although why pick me as an elf?!" He raised an eyebrow and resumed glaring at me slightly. "And what are you laughing at?!"
I couldn't take it. Doubling over, I leaned against the wall as I laughed. "Y..." Stopping, I took a deep breath and started laughing all over again as his eyes narrowed dangerous. Shaking my head, I raised a hand and waved it for him to give me a second. "You... You look like....a pretty dangerous elf." I stated through my laughter, wiping a tear from my face as I took a deep breath, watching his eyes widen and shoot down to his outfit.
"Gee, thanks." He stated sarcastically. "And here I was going for fuzzy and cute."
"Well, you've got the cute part down." I stated, poking at his pompom and giggling as it bounced and he shot me a look. "As for your earlier question..." I hesitated and stared at him, noticing how the tips of his ears again turned pink and he fidgeted a little. "Your ears."
His face morphed into one of confusion and he stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Excuse me?"
"Your ears." Reaching out, I trailed my fingers over the sift edges, feeling my face heat up when they touched the soft, warm surface.
Now the blush extended from the tips of his ears all the way to his face and down it to his chin. "My...ears...?"
"You've got the perfect ears for being an elf." I pulled my hand back and giggled as he closed his eyes and a look came over his face that stated 'I should have known'."You really do look cute!" I insisted, trying to cheer him up.
"I'm a guy. I shouldn't be an elf."
"You make a great elf." I grinned as he groaned in frustration. "And you're going in there with those kids." I stated a little more firmly, crossing my hands over my chest.
Staring at me a moment, he shook his head and looked up, as if praying for strength. His eyes seemed to search the ceiling and then widened.
"What?" Looking up, I tried to find what he was staring at, but before I could even focus on the ceiling, warm lips captured mine. Gasping, I felt two solid arms come around me and my blush picked up again as my eyes locked on a single pointy ear that was currently turning bright red. Realizing it was John, I closed my eyes and relaxed, putting my arms around his neck and kissing him back before he could get away.
We must have been like that for a while, I don't know. All I know was his lips were warm and soft, and he tasted of candy. Wait, candy...? I felt my eyes narrow, even though they were closed, as I thought about the candy canes that no one was supposed to touch until the party. I didn't want them disappearing before the kids had a chance at them.
"Huh, so that's where they put the mistletoe."
Jumping a little in surprise, I noted with faint disappointment as John pulled back sharply, his red face spinning to our interruptor, and following his gaze, I licked my lips and found a hint of candy cane taste on them. Why am I not surprised? "Rodney..."
He was dressed in the same outfit as John, and his face was red. Unlike John, however, he'd chosen to forego the hat, and fix a more stern look on his face. "I was just..." He looked ready to laugh or run out of here in mortification. "Uhh... The kids are ready?"
"Right." Turning to John, I eyed his costume before reaching up and straightening his hat. Turning back to Rodney, I raised an eyebrow, even as I fixed my own hat. "Rodney, hat."
"It's back in my room, I know." He stated with an almost hopeful grin.
Staring him down, I raised a hand and pointed down the hall. "Hat. Now."
His hopeful expression faded and he sighed loudly. "This is so not fair!" He looked at John and seemed to hesitate before grinning. "At least I'm not alone, and hey, look! You've even got the ears!"
I bit back my grin as John shot Rodney a dark look, his ears turning red even as his face when pink. "Thanks, Rodney. You look a little like a stuffed-"
"John." Giving him a look, I pointed to the door leading to the lunch room, where many marines had gathered and dressed up in the spirit of Christmas. "Go. Now." Turning to Rodney, I pointed in the other direction. "You, too."
Rodney sulked off, muttering about lack of respect and many important things to do, and I wished I had a camera. The outfits were amazing and all thanks to Cadman. Rodney McKay really did look like a scolded elf, and I shook my head, startling to find John still standing beside me, a thoughtful look on his face as he eyed my outfit. "What...?"
Grinning a little, he ducked down and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips before leaning back up. "You look good."
I felt my face heat up and shook my head, all too aware I was smiling. "You, too." He held out his arm, and I linked mine through it. Turning to the doors, he swiped his hand over the panel and they opened up, revealing dozens of children rushing around excitedly.
All the tables were piled with wrapped presents, and Athosians and Atlanteans combined walked around laughing and enjoying it. There was a large Christmas tree in the corner, decorated and sparkling, with a bright star at the top of it, and one long table had been lined with Christmas treats.
All citrus free, of course.
"Shall we?"
Spotting Lorne sitting on a chair in a big red Santa outfit with an almost scared looking Athosian child on his lap, I laughed outright, and waved at a few people before turning to John. "Lets." As he led me into the room, I grinned and grabbed a wrapped candy cane hanging from a garland over the door. "Oh, and John?" He looked at me and I stuck the candy cane over his ear so it hung off him, raising an eyebrow at him. "Remind me to talk to you about getting into the candy canes early." I stated, turning and heading towards Teyla with a grin forming as I went.
Glancing back once, I noticed him staring at me in a mixture of amusement as he licked his lips, the candy cane still hanging off his red-tipped ear. I couldn't take that look and started laughing. Teyla laughed a little beside me, even as John pulled the candy cane down and shot us a look, before turning, his face filling with dread as his eyes locked on the laughing eyes of Ronon.
"Oh, boy. This ought to be good." I accepted a cup of milk and a cookie from a passing marine and grinned as John ducked his head and visible sighed as Ronon laughed and said something to him. I almost spit the drink out when John quickly peeled the candy cane and stuck it in Ronon's mouth to shut him up, watching as John grinned at the warning look Ronon shot him. Turning as the door opened, I watched as Rodney stomped into the room, and promptly pasted a smile on his face as two Athosian kids walk past. I grinned. "This was an excellent idea. And yeah, we were right, John's got the perfect ears for this."
Perfectly tapered into a rounded point. Definitely cute.
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Hope you like it
Written November 9, 2008
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Tenshi