Authors' Note: Hi there, just so you know, this story was co-authored with my friend Nimeria. This story is as much hers as mine.
Disclaimer: We don't own anyone or anything you recognize. Except for ourselves. And that last bit's only a "maybe" on a good day.
Why to Always Have an Escape Route
Chapter 2
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(Taylor turns around and sticks tongue out at Mary before working her way through food line with Mitchell)
(Mary grabs some mashed potatoes, broccoli, and gravy, and sits down)
Taylor: Broccoli?
Mary: (smirks as Mitchell and Taylor sit) I have my reasons...
Mitchell: Do I want to know?
Taylor: (shakes head) Probably not.
(Mary ignores both and starts to build a mountain out of the potatoes while both Taylor and Mitchell look on in amused terror.)
Taylor: You still don't want to know Mitchell.
(Mitchell closes his mouth.)
Mary: (without looking up) So, Mitchell, how are things on...oh, what's its name...that new planet? (The mountain now finished, crannies and nooks in place, she reaches for the gravy.)
Mitchell: Which new planet?
Mary: (Looks up, gravy in hand.) Oh, the one with the people and those ruins...ask her. (Gestures to Taylor with the gravy, and proceeds to make what looks like a moat around the mountain)
Taylor: (blinks) What, you mean Camelot?
Mary: (Now mixing the moat into the bottom of the potato mountain to resemble dirt.) Mmhmm.
Mitchell: Uh, right. (Tears eyes away from crazy food creation.) Well it's mostly good. They've got people going through the stuff in the library and Valencia was allowed to join the soldiers after the whole sword in the stone black knight thing. Still very muddy.
Taylor: (gets dreamy look in eyes.) Black knight mud fight. Mmm...(drools)
Mary: (Now attacking the broccoli with a knife.) Hee hee. You rhymed! (Looks at Mitchell) I am unaffected by the mud. (Goes back to her broccoli.)
Mitchell: Okay, what did the broccoli ever do to you?
Taylor: (snaps out of it) I thinks she's going to use it as trees. (to Mary) And that's just because you watched football players get muddy almost every Friday for four years.
Mitchell: What's with the mud?
Mary: (Dropping very small broccoli bits in a straight line.) Not trees. Mud as in hot and sweaty mud fight dear. Nothing to be worried about. (Adds a few finishing touches to her mountain.) Done!! (smiles proudly) Guess what it is!
Taylor: Mt. Doom?
Mary: Close! Caradhras! And there's the pass!
(Taylor and Mary giggle happily)
Mitchell: Umm. Okay?
(Sam walks by with a glass of blue Jell-O)
(Mitchell waves her over and points)
Mitchell: Uh, Sam, is this normal?
Sam: (studies the food concoction) Let me guess...Mount Doom?
Taylor and Mary: (in giggling unison) Caradhras!
(Sam smiles)
(Mitchell sighs)
(The klaxons go off)
UNSCHEDULED GATE ACTIVATION!
Taylor: Yay! (Jumps up.) We gotta go check that out. We're gonna go check it out right?!!
Sam: Yes, Taylor. We'll go check it out
Mitchell: You know them? You knew they were around?
Sam: Well, yes.
(Mary smirks at Mitchell as the three females saunter to the gate room)
(Mitchell sighs what might be "women" and follows)
Taylor: (Turns around) You'll get used to us eventually. In fact at some point I may even stop glomping you when I get here. Maybe a hug. But not a glomp.
Mitchell: But you... glomped did you say... Jackson.
Taylor: Yes well. That's different. Daniel is used to it and knows I just do it to annoy
him.
Mitchell: …and Sheppard?
Taylor: Oh him. I hardly ever see him. Besides. I don't think I could stop glomping him if I wanted to.
(They walk into the control room where they are met by Jacob carter, who looks up.)
Jacob: Hi Sam, it's good to see y- what are they doing here???
Sam: Well they just popped up in the gate room awhile ago.
Jacob: (Eyes the girls warily.) Yes but WHY are they here?
Taylor: We ran away from home for awhile.
Jack: (As he walks into the room.) He wants to know why, Hun.
Mary: (Holds Taylor back in case of glomping) Well, there was this chat, and we weren't allowed to talk like normal, and it was weird, so we ran to the relative safety of the vertical puddle.
Selmac: It is good to see the two of you again.
Jacob: (mutters)
Sam: (Looking at the young women.) And why does my father not like you two?
Mary: Well...umm...
Taylor: On the way here, we sort of took a little...
Mary: …side trip, and uh, we kind of played a prank on him...
Jacob: …in front of the Tokra council, which was anything but amusing. (pause) (grumbles) …but I gather that Selmac rather enjoyed it.
Taylor: (giggles) It wasn't even a dangerous one.
Daniel: (Who was already in the control room) So you mean to tell us that most of the rest of your pranks are dangerous?
Taylor: (looks slightly hurt) Danyel why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?
Mary: (nods) Yes. And anyway it all depends on your point of view.
Jack: (laughing to self) I'll bet you two know how to throw a party.
Mary and Taylor: (look at one another, and simultaneously) MOVIEFEST!!!
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