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A Beautiful Lifetime Event by Shallot (R)
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: John/Rodney
Length: ~29,500
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
astolat
Author Website: Fanfic by astolat
This is my favorite type of kid!fic...where technology magically takes both boys genes and makes the perfect combination. Ok, I can barely stand children in real life (I am exactly like McKay in that regard), but nonetheless, my favorite pairing navigating the trials of parenthood combined with silly and accurate and absolutely adorable baby depictions? Far be it for my ovaries to resist.
And of course, she's absolutely their child, impertinent like John, incredibly smart and resourceful like Rodney. And the boys, oh, bless their clueless little hearts. The road they take is long, but so worth it in the end. Plus, bonus declassification! Ah, I just love this fic to bits.
John lay on his back panting, soaking wet from the ceiling sprinklers. His chest was still smoking a little. One of the chairs was tipped upside down next to him: its casters were spinning slowly around over his head. He considered for a moment, and then he said, "Ow."
Rodney was lying next to him, also dripping. His eye was rapidly blackening. "Oh, stop whining. That line was less than twenty volts." He struggled up and tucked the electrical wire back into the wall.
"You set me on fire!" John said.
"You hit me!" Rodney said.
"Not hard enough!" John rolled over onto his hands and knees and crawled to the wall to sit propped up. He put his head in his hands, and then with alarm reached up farther to touch his hair, which seemed a lot fluffier than he remembered. Rodney closed up the wall panel and thumped down next to him. He looked over at John and smirked.
John glared. "How would you like a matching set?" he said, pointedly looking at Rodney's eye.
"No, thanks," Rodney said hurriedly. "Anyway, I think you're going to be in enough trouble with Elizabeth as it is, really."
John looked around the room. There was still a puddle on the big table, most of the chairs were overturned and the rest were soaked, and half the lights had blown out when Rodney had yanked the wire. "She's going to kill us."
"What's with the us, kemo sabe?" Rodney said. "You're the one who started it."
"I was driven past human endurance," John said. "Rodney, what exactly are you planning to do, change diapers in your free time between offworld missions and lab disasters? Because I'm telling you right now, I'm not helping."
"What are you talking about?" Rodney said.
John turned to stare at him. "The not-yet-a-baby? In the jar?"
"Are you nuts?" Rodney said. "I don't want to raise it."
John demanded, "What are you planning to do with it, just, what, ship it back to Earth for adoption?"
"Well, duh," Rodney said.
"Oh," John said.
"What the hell would we do with a baby?" Rodney continued. "Move in together and play My Two Dads?"
"That's what I've been -- ! Oh, never mind," John said. He sat for a minute, trying to figure out how he felt about the idea -- he'd been so busy panicking, adoption hadn't even occurred to him. Somehow, it still made him uneasy, but at least it wasn't completely insane. "And you're okay with that? Just -- giving the kid up, and never seeing it again?"
"I think that beats flushing it, yes!" Rodney said.
Well, okay, Rodney had a point there. And -- maybe he could at least write the baby a letter or something. Sorry I had to give you up for adoption, I was busy saving the galaxy -- that was a pretty good excuse, right? That wouldn't make the kid feel insecure or unwanted or anything, and the SGC would find it a good family --
"Okay," John said, finally. "But no bonding! Beckett takes the whatever it is, the baby machine; when it's done, we sign the papers, the kid gets sent through the gate: we don't even look at it."
"But -- " Rodney paused. "No, no, you're right," he said, if a little wistfully. "No sense in getting attached. We'll tell Carson not to even tell us anything about it -- he can move it to one of the back rooms in the infirmary. It's a self-contained system, I don't think it's going to need much maintenance."
John nodded, deeply relieved. "And we'll just forget the whole thing ever happened."
A Beautiful Lifetime Event
Pairing: John/Rodney
Length: ~29,500
Author on LJ:
astolat Author Website: Fanfic by astolat
This is my favorite type of kid!fic...where technology magically takes both boys genes and makes the perfect combination. Ok, I can barely stand children in real life (I am exactly like McKay in that regard), but nonetheless, my favorite pairing navigating the trials of parenthood combined with silly and accurate and absolutely adorable baby depictions? Far be it for my ovaries to resist.
And of course, she's absolutely their child, impertinent like John, incredibly smart and resourceful like Rodney. And the boys, oh, bless their clueless little hearts. The road they take is long, but so worth it in the end. Plus, bonus declassification! Ah, I just love this fic to bits.
John lay on his back panting, soaking wet from the ceiling sprinklers. His chest was still smoking a little. One of the chairs was tipped upside down next to him: its casters were spinning slowly around over his head. He considered for a moment, and then he said, "Ow."
Rodney was lying next to him, also dripping. His eye was rapidly blackening. "Oh, stop whining. That line was less than twenty volts." He struggled up and tucked the electrical wire back into the wall.
"You set me on fire!" John said.
"You hit me!" Rodney said.
"Not hard enough!" John rolled over onto his hands and knees and crawled to the wall to sit propped up. He put his head in his hands, and then with alarm reached up farther to touch his hair, which seemed a lot fluffier than he remembered. Rodney closed up the wall panel and thumped down next to him. He looked over at John and smirked.
John glared. "How would you like a matching set?" he said, pointedly looking at Rodney's eye.
"No, thanks," Rodney said hurriedly. "Anyway, I think you're going to be in enough trouble with Elizabeth as it is, really."
John looked around the room. There was still a puddle on the big table, most of the chairs were overturned and the rest were soaked, and half the lights had blown out when Rodney had yanked the wire. "She's going to kill us."
"What's with the us, kemo sabe?" Rodney said. "You're the one who started it."
"I was driven past human endurance," John said. "Rodney, what exactly are you planning to do, change diapers in your free time between offworld missions and lab disasters? Because I'm telling you right now, I'm not helping."
"What are you talking about?" Rodney said.
John turned to stare at him. "The not-yet-a-baby? In the jar?"
"Are you nuts?" Rodney said. "I don't want to raise it."
John demanded, "What are you planning to do with it, just, what, ship it back to Earth for adoption?"
"Well, duh," Rodney said.
"Oh," John said.
"What the hell would we do with a baby?" Rodney continued. "Move in together and play My Two Dads?"
"That's what I've been -- ! Oh, never mind," John said. He sat for a minute, trying to figure out how he felt about the idea -- he'd been so busy panicking, adoption hadn't even occurred to him. Somehow, it still made him uneasy, but at least it wasn't completely insane. "And you're okay with that? Just -- giving the kid up, and never seeing it again?"
"I think that beats flushing it, yes!" Rodney said.
Well, okay, Rodney had a point there. And -- maybe he could at least write the baby a letter or something. Sorry I had to give you up for adoption, I was busy saving the galaxy -- that was a pretty good excuse, right? That wouldn't make the kid feel insecure or unwanted or anything, and the SGC would find it a good family --
"Okay," John said, finally. "But no bonding! Beckett takes the whatever it is, the baby machine; when it's done, we sign the papers, the kid gets sent through the gate: we don't even look at it."
"But -- " Rodney paused. "No, no, you're right," he said, if a little wistfully. "No sense in getting attached. We'll tell Carson not to even tell us anything about it -- he can move it to one of the back rooms in the infirmary. It's a self-contained system, I don't think it's going to need much maintenance."
John nodded, deeply relieved. "And we'll just forget the whole thing ever happened."
A Beautiful Lifetime Event
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Resonant wrote an absolutely fabulous short Missing Scene (http://trickster.org/res/missing.html) in this universe.
Brighid (mz-bstone) also wrote a short future story called "The Circle" but I can't seem to find a link for it.
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