The Perk | Saturday Afternoon

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

The weird time differential between his world and Fandom always had John running for coffee after a portal. Today was no different and he happily grabbed a table in the warm shop to drink up while he left a voicemail message because he'd promised to call when he got to town.

It was really too bad that message wasn't going to be as helpful as he'd hoped.

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[momslilassassin]

"There is something wrong with you," Ben declared, pulling up a chair. "I never promised any sort of tongue thing. Ew."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John blinked, scratching his head in embarrassment. "Oh hell, did I call the wrong number? Sorry, kid. Your cousin's a little weird." Yes, blame her.

[momslilassassin]

"Double ew," Ben said, wrinkling up his nose and glaring at him. "I don't want to know these sort of things at all. Because I have to be consistent and if I want to glare at the guys Aunt Leia dates, I'll have to glare at you too."

Beat.

"Aren't you married?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Right, that. "Not anymore. I'm not all that great at being a husband as it turns out," John admitted. "And do you have to glare at me if I'm not dating your relatives?"

[momslilassassin]

"You're just getting them to do things with their tongues?" Ben asked, looking distinctly unhappy.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"It's complicated," John told him, "and I'm betting you don't want details here."

[momslilassassin]

"It gives me more of a reason to glare if I don't get them," Ben replied, "so if you'd rather that..."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I've met your gramps. You might glare either way," John pointed out, drinking his coffee and feeling really glad that some things never changed. "But the time thing plus my orders hasn't made dating work out right. Besides, the labels mess it all up when you go seven months without seeing people."

[momslilassassin]

"I think there's a different label for it then," Ben commented a little darkly.

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

Say what you will, but after some seriously weird phone calls, Ronon deserved some caffeine.

"You get old fast or just new to town?" Ronon asked, making his away over to the most recent sighting of a John Sheppard who looked older than him.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John frowned, so not a fan of this guy when he was in high school. "Guess that's for you to decide. Find another kid to whitewash your fence yet?"

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Nobody who does it as good as you," the big guy shrugged, turning a chair around and taking a seat since this quick-aging thing could prove of interest. "Back in town for a while?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Just the day," John admitted, gazing at Ronon warily. "Why? Plannin' on bringing your friend back for a reunion?" John would really rather never meet another version of himself. It was bad enough to be aware that they existed and had talked to people he knew.

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Sheppard's busy. Shouldn't you be busy?" Ronon had this thing where he knew if there was no Sheppard in Pegasus, his ass was likely still on the run from that jackhole super-Wraith. Yeah, he wasn't letting that happen if he could help it.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"On leave," John confirmed. "Reporting to Cheyenne Mountain for some deep space telemetry work soon enough. That...mean anything to you?"

Hey, what was the benefit of Fandom if not a couple of hints about your future?

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

Deep space telemetry was what it said on the weird civilian contractor paperwork Woolsey had provided Ronon with so many months ago. He smiled easily at John in that scary way that showed absolutely no emotion. "Yup. Have fun. Beware of the bugs."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Well that was cryptic as hell. "What kind of bugs're we talking about?"

[mississippiqueen]

Emmett didn't really feel the need to return that call. Not because he didn't recognize the voice and it was hard to narrow down which tongue things he might have promised to who -- just, why call when you can show up in person?

And plop down in the seat across from a hot older guy. "So either you called to tell me you want me to do something with my tongue, or that guy just left and it's your lucky day."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Your tongue?" John repeated, giving this guy the once over while he tried to work out how to best approach this situation. "Well, any other day and you might've been in luck, but today I'm waiting on a specific tongue."

[mississippiqueen]

"Are you sure that's not mine? I wouldn't want to disappoint you." Wink wink, nudge nudge.

Yeah, he actually winked. See, normally Emmett was very subtle, but he made exceptions for days that ended in Y.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John realized this guy was using his own words and smiled, ducking his head in a cute sort of embarrassment. "You know, I'm really flattered, and I bet you really know what you're doing." And wasn't that tempting? "But I'm kind of attached to this other tongue."

[mississippiqueen]

"....Like literally? Because if you can pull that off why do you even leave home in the mornings?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

That left John smacking himself in the forehead. "Not literally," he hissed. "It belongs to Jaina, okay?" This guy was beyond new.

[mississippiqueen]

Well yeah. Also, ever-hopeful.

"What's the chance that's a guy's name and he likes threesomes?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John snorted unattractively. "She's kind of possessive." And some might add the word 'bitch' in there, but John never would. "Though, I could put in a good word for you next time all the girls turn into guys for the day."