Baffled Beyond the Stars by munchkinott [Reviews - 1]
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Category: Stargate: Atlantis - Slash
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Rating: R
Genres: Humour, Romance
Warnings: Adult themes
Series: None
Word count: 4172; Completed: Yes
Summary: In space no one can hear you get **really** confused.
"Previously on Stoned and Dethroned..." Teal'c breathed ominously into the microphone.
Scenes of explosive sex appear on the screen, intercut with Puddle Jumpers repetitively moving in and out of the Stargate event horizon.
"It's a well, dude." Sheppard leans over deep, dark hole in the ground.
"Totally. I can confirm this is totally a well," McKay says as he peers over Sheppard's shoulder.
"How'd you figure that out?" Sheppard squints and sways slightly. He is apparently drunk, stoned or under the influence of some kind of devious alien device designed to force heroes to giggle like children.
"The bucket's the clincher." McKay grins. He too appears to be under the influence of this devious alien device -- or is just stoned off his rocker.
More scenes of explosive sex appear on the screen this time intercut with scenes of large phallic buildings emerging from foaming ocean waves.
"And now..." Teal'c moved closer to the microphone, his voice taking on a more oppressive, tension enhancing tone. "The conclusion."
"And that's a wrap," the audio technician tagged onto the end of his sound marker. At that very moment Dr. Rodney McKay, carrying an extra large coffee and a bag of Doritos, stumbled into the recording studio.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked the jaffa incredulously.
"Just the prerecord for the fanfic sequel. Voice-over loop, nothing special," the audio technician chipped in, attempting to defuse the situation.
"Nothing sp--" McKay spluttered. "This is Stargate: Atlantis. I do the parody voice loops for Atlantis. I want to talk to the director? No, scrub that. I want to talk to the goddamn writer!"
The screen goes black as sounds of scuffling are heard.
"And now..." McKay winced as the audio technician managed to land a punch on target. "FOR the conclusion... Hey, that's my coffee..."
Chapter or Story - Text Size +
Category: Stargate: Atlantis - Slash
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Rating: R
Genres: Humour, Romance
Warnings: Adult themes
Series: None
Word count: 4172; Completed: Yes
Summary: In space no one can hear you get **really** confused.
"Previously on Stoned and Dethroned..." Teal'c breathed ominously into the microphone.
Scenes of explosive sex appear on the screen, intercut with Puddle Jumpers repetitively moving in and out of the Stargate event horizon.
"It's a well, dude." Sheppard leans over deep, dark hole in the ground.
"Totally. I can confirm this is totally a well," McKay says as he peers over Sheppard's shoulder.
"How'd you figure that out?" Sheppard squints and sways slightly. He is apparently drunk, stoned or under the influence of some kind of devious alien device designed to force heroes to giggle like children.
"The bucket's the clincher." McKay grins. He too appears to be under the influence of this devious alien device -- or is just stoned off his rocker.
More scenes of explosive sex appear on the screen this time intercut with scenes of large phallic buildings emerging from foaming ocean waves.
"And now..." Teal'c moved closer to the microphone, his voice taking on a more oppressive, tension enhancing tone. "The conclusion."
"And that's a wrap," the audio technician tagged onto the end of his sound marker. At that very moment Dr. Rodney McKay, carrying an extra large coffee and a bag of Doritos, stumbled into the recording studio.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked the jaffa incredulously.
"Just the prerecord for the fanfic sequel. Voice-over loop, nothing special," the audio technician chipped in, attempting to defuse the situation.
"Nothing sp--" McKay spluttered. "This is Stargate: Atlantis. I do the parody voice loops for Atlantis. I want to talk to the director? No, scrub that. I want to talk to the goddamn writer!"
The screen goes black as sounds of scuffling are heard.
"And now..." McKay winced as the audio technician managed to land a punch on target. "FOR the conclusion... Hey, that's my coffee..."