Prompt: What do you mean we're out of pancakes? Language warning
Alenko hadn't trained under Gunny Ellison. Ash could tell that right away when he and Shepard had come charging around a boulder and had taken out the geth squad that had killed the Two-One-Two.
On the Normandy, Alenko was a quiet sort and kept to himself. Strong, weird sense of humor, all Ocifer. It wasn't until he glowed on Feros that she realized the marine was a biotic. And it wasn't until they were knee deep in the primordial muck on some Godforsaken planet fighting off geth and microbes (Ohmygod, gross!) that she realized it was a good thing.
"What do you mean we're out of pancakes?" Shepard demanded, rummaging through what was left of the Mako as geth rained death around them. "We've got to have more grenades."
"You threw the last Mark IV, Commander," Gun Dog said from his position in cover next to Ash. After a round of enemy gunfire and mortar and Shepard's acerbic rant about the injustices of the situation - "Eat shit and die, motherfuckers!" among other colorful yet poignant phrases—Alenko had finally had enough, stood from cover and blew the fuckers over with his biotics.
Ash fell a little bit in love that day. Shepard fell a whole lot. Wrex only laughed and threw the final pancake, a Mark V incendiary with enough thermal paste to burn through all the standing geth and the armatures.
I found this recently on my hard drive. I can't remember when this is from, but the where is the ME Challenge on LiveJournal.