By:
Bone
CATEGORY: Drabble
COMPLETED: March 20, 2006
TABLE FIC PROMPT: Kiss
WARNINGS: None.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Dialogue fic.
AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:
http://sly-bone.livejournal.com/
“I just don’t understand what you want from me.”
“Well, at the moment, I want you out of my quarters.”
“I’m just trying to have a conversation here; you don’t have to get smart with me.”
“ ‘Don’t get smart with…’ Oh my god, Daniel! Which one of us is the linguistic genius? Which one of us has been on a higher plane of existence? Twice! And you think I… I… Don’t you have someone else to not understand? Somewhere far away from here, hopefully?”
“Nobody else rants at me the way you do.”
“…”
“Cameron?”
“I’m going to count to three and if you’re still here when I finish I will not be held responsible for what I do to you.”
“It’s always refreshing when you military types show off your ability to count without using your fingers.”
“One.”
“I’m not leaving here until we finish this, you don’t intimidate me.”
“Two. Just go Jackson. Why do you always pick the dumb times to get determined?”
“Just to annoy you, I’m sure, though you could compare notes with Jack if you really wanted a comprehensive study.”
“Three.”
“Well, no smoke, no lightening. What exactly was I supposed to be worried ab—”
“Now will you leave me alone to sulk in a dark corner?”
“You just kissed me.”
“If we ever get assigned code names, you win for Captain Obvious.”
“Funny. Though this experience puts your call sign ‘Shaft’ into question.”
“Jackson!”
“Seriously, is that what you’ve been freaking out about?”
“…”
“I swear, there must be a correlation between service years and a drop in common sense.”
“Oh, that’s rich! You’re one to talk about common sense, Mr. Let-Vala-br—”
“Mmmmm.”
“You kissed me!”
“Now who’s Captain Obvious?”
“That’s Mister Shaft to you.”
**
The End **
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