A/N: It is a miracle. My friend actually wrote a second chapter for one of her stories. 'Twas for 2 main reasons: 1) I bugged her endlessly because this one is my favorite and 2) YOU GUYS REVIEWED :D I've never seen her write anything so quickly, so thanks to everyone for reviewing, alerting and faving and such. We REALLY appreciate it. This is just a cute random chapter…or is it?

Upon reaching the mainland Carson ran out of the puddle jumper, and grabbing a stick, he hollered back to Rodney, "Is all cweer Rahnee! No wrait in my …" he paused searching for a word, "seeing." He ended triumphantly.

Rodnay grumbled and walked down the ramp. Carson shoved a stick into the grumpy six-year-old's stomach saying in a conspiratol whisper, "You ne'er ken what mayt pop out fwom anywhewe! You must be awemed, even if you aw a cibilian."

Rodney groaned, "I'm not carrying your stupid stick you poop-face!"

Teyla caught Rodney by the arm on her way out of the Jumper, "Rodney, you will not talk that way to anyone, much less Carson ."

"Who appointered you as my Mom, hmm?" the spunky little boy challenged.

"You must wisten to the ahdults, Rahnee," Carson said very seriously, but his twinkling eyes betrayed his intentions.

Teyla smiled, "Precisely, Rodney. Thank you Carson ." She gave Carson a pat on his soft brown hair as she stood up.

Carson's innocence stayed in place until Teyla turned around when he stuck out his little pink tongue at Rodney and then turned around and skipped off in the most irritating manner. Rodney couldn't stand it.

"You little snot-ball!" he howled, and ran after him with the stick. Just in time to save Carson from a poke in the hindquarters, John sprinted out of the jumper and snatched Rodney up.

"Rodney, play nice," John intoned dryly. " Carson looks up to you, yadda yadda. At least don't stab him."

Rodney growled, "He's abuse-aling me, John! He's not that perfect! Put me down!"

John set him back on the ground as Rodney adding, "And he doesn't look up to me, he's practically thumbing his grimy little nose down at me!"

Carson stood watching the exchange when he went up to Rodney giving him a big three-year-old hug with a voice muffled by Rodney's shirt, "Ah sowwy, Rahnee. I nae meen to make you mad. You ma fweind!"

Then he said solemnly handing Rodney his own stick, "You can be da hewo now."

Teyla was practically letting out a long "aww" at this exchange, but instead said, "That was a very nice thing to do, Carson ."

Rodney stared at the stick for a moment, before grasping it in chubby little hands. In awe he said, "Thank you." Then his eyes narrowed and he said, "Look Carson! A wraith! Let's get him!"

And away the boys raced into the Athosian settlement with John and Teyla following behind.

Not very long, but I got emotional. Tell us what you think, please! Thank you!