Damn that annoying Canadian son of a bitch! He wanted a war, did he? Well, he was going to damn well get one!
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Rodney stopped outside his room, eyeing the card stuck to his door with sticky tack with suspicion. Definitely Sheppard's handwriting on the envelope, and considering the card he'd just given the guy, this probably wasn't going to be good.
Still, he took a deep breath, opened the card…and grimaced. Damn flyboy!
"Rodney, are you okay?" a voice came from beside him, making him jump.
"Oh, Teyla, I didn't see you there," he said, heart still racing. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"I am sorry, I did not realise you had not heard me approach," she replied, though he was sure there was a glint of mischief lurking in her eyes. "Are those lemons and oranges on the card? Are you not allergic to them?"
"Yes, yes, deathly allergic."
"Who would send you such a card? It is most unkind of them."
"Well, see, it's from Sheppard..." he stammered out, a sinking feeling in his stomach. Crap, he so did not want to explain this.
With a sigh, she took the card from his suddenly nerveless fingers and read it.
"And what did you send him to deserve this?"
"Um, maybe a card with a, um, a bug on it." Oh, just shoot him now.
"And why would you do that?"
"Well, he sent me one with a whale on it, so it was only fair that I retaliate..." he said in his best wounded voice, hoping she didn't ask anymore questions and that she would accept it was all Sheppard's fault - which it was really; his first card hadn't been all that bad. Not really. But the raised eyebrow told him she wasn't buying it, and he sighed. "Okay, so I might have sent him a card that wasn't entirely, erm, nice, but it wasn't deserving a whale card in return!"
Teyla sighed and shook her head, clearly thinking how childish they were being. His cheeks flamed red and he wished the ground would open up and swallow him.
"Well," she said with another shake of her head, "I will leave you to it." And so saying, she handed him back the card and went on her way.
Was that a muffled giggle he heard as she turned the corner?
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John opened the door to his room, ready to head down for breakfast, when he noticed an envelope addressed to him in Teyla's handwriting placed carefully on the floor so that he would be sure to see it. Hmm, he hadn't had a Christmas card from her yet. She usually made beautiful handcrafted cards that were a little too sentimental for his tastes.
Oh well, he'd better open it.
What the...!
"McKay, have you been tattling to Teyla about our little card war?" he said into his comm, not caring if he woke his teammate up; it was, after all, gone 8:00.
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Rodney opened the door to his room, ready to head down for breakfast, when he noticed an envelope addressed to him in Teyla's handwriting placed carefully on the floor so that he would be sure to see it. Hmm, he hadn't had a Christmas card from her yet. She usually made beautiful handcrafted cards that were a little too sentimental for his tastes.
Oh well, he'd better open it.
Damn, he hoped she hadn't left one for Sheppard as well.
"McKay, have you been tattling to Teyla about our little card war?" Sheppard's voice came over his comm unit, making him jump.
Oh shit, he was so screwed.
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Teyla opened the envelopes she found stuck to the door to her quarters with duct tape and sticky tack.
She smiled.
