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You know the old adage how you never miss something until it's gone? Naturally, LJ chooses to go down when I start posting fic. It's all fun and games.
TITLE: like popcorn for chocolate
SUMMARY: One kernel left. Two people. Fight to the death? Or share?
CATEGORY: fluff, humour, John/Teyla
RATING: PG-13
SPOILERS: vague ones for The Return.
NOTES: for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
purple_cube, who wrote me comment fic! And for the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic100 challenge - keyword #59 - Food. I've been doing this challenge for a year now. I'll see if I can't get them done by the end of the year.
like popcorn for chocolate
The Lantean women spoke of chocolate with a reverence that always amused Teyla, even after she tasted the ambrosial food.
"It is...nice," she said the first time she tasted it, sitting cross-legged on John's bed and running the smooth flavours around her mouth. Sweet with a touch of bitter, and melting, liquid, in the heat of her mouth.
"Nice?" John was shocked by her declaration. "Teyla, it's chocolate!"
"And I like the taste of it," she replied, calm and smiling as she licked her fingers of the delicacy. "Should I not?"
There were many new foods to try from Earth when the Daedelus began making its transports back and forth. New foods to try, new things to watch - the Lanteans had so many choices, so many options, so much knowledge...
The knowledge, for instance, of how to create food that was microwaved in the bag until it was ready to be taken out and consumed.
Such as popcorn.
When Teyla looked up from finishing her first bag of popcorn, John was watching her with an expression that mingled disbelief and amusement.
"I...don't think I've ever seen..." He ran a hand through his hair. "Right. Well, uh, I'll fill out a requisition for some popcorn from Earth, then."
Teyla smiled as she dabbed her fingers inside the bag and licked them delicately. "I would like that."
It was many moons later that John brought her the first bag of popcorn from Earth after the Lanteans returned to the city - a celebratory bag she had not expected.
"I am glad that you are returned," she told him as she nibbled on the kernels that were both fluffy, yet with a slight crunch to them. The butter and salt of their basic flavour made her sigh in pleasure, earning her an odd look from John as he shucked off his boots.
"You just say that because I bring you popcorn," John said as he climbed onto her bed and grabbed a handful of kernels before she could stop him. "It's good to be back," he said as he crossed his legs on the coverlet. "I missed this place. And you and Ronon, of course."
"Of course," she echoed with a smile. She felt it did not need saying that she had missed Atlantis - and John and the others - too. In spite of her people and her responsibility to them, Teyla was beginning to wonder if Atlantis and the Lanteans were more family to her now than her own people, especially since Charin's death.
They spoke of inconsequentials - the things done while on Earth, on New Athos, of the city's clean-up and fixing after the Asuran incursion - until the popcorn was nothing more than the hardened kernels that Teyla cracked between her teeth while John grimaced.
"That makes my crown cappings hurt," he said. "Stop it."
"As you wish." She smiled and dabbled her fingers through the salt at the bottom of the bag, only to find a puffy yellow-white kernel hiding in one corner.
In a spirit of mischief and exultant with the return to the city, she presented the popcorn to John's mouth, felt his breath on her fingers as he took the kernel between his teeth, and the tenderness of his kiss as he sucked her fingers clean of salt.
Years later, John still jokes that she only sleeps with him for the popcorn.
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TITLE: like popcorn for chocolate
SUMMARY: One kernel left. Two people. Fight to the death? Or share?
CATEGORY: fluff, humour, John/Teyla
RATING: PG-13
SPOILERS: vague ones for The Return.
NOTES: for
purple_cube, who wrote me comment fic! And for the fanfic100 challenge - keyword #59 - Food. I've been doing this challenge for a year now. I'll see if I can't get them done by the end of the year.like popcorn for chocolate
The Lantean women spoke of chocolate with a reverence that always amused Teyla, even after she tasted the ambrosial food.
"It is...nice," she said the first time she tasted it, sitting cross-legged on John's bed and running the smooth flavours around her mouth. Sweet with a touch of bitter, and melting, liquid, in the heat of her mouth.
"Nice?" John was shocked by her declaration. "Teyla, it's chocolate!"
"And I like the taste of it," she replied, calm and smiling as she licked her fingers of the delicacy. "Should I not?"
There were many new foods to try from Earth when the Daedelus began making its transports back and forth. New foods to try, new things to watch - the Lanteans had so many choices, so many options, so much knowledge...
The knowledge, for instance, of how to create food that was microwaved in the bag until it was ready to be taken out and consumed.
Such as popcorn.
When Teyla looked up from finishing her first bag of popcorn, John was watching her with an expression that mingled disbelief and amusement.
"I...don't think I've ever seen..." He ran a hand through his hair. "Right. Well, uh, I'll fill out a requisition for some popcorn from Earth, then."
Teyla smiled as she dabbed her fingers inside the bag and licked them delicately. "I would like that."
It was many moons later that John brought her the first bag of popcorn from Earth after the Lanteans returned to the city - a celebratory bag she had not expected.
"I am glad that you are returned," she told him as she nibbled on the kernels that were both fluffy, yet with a slight crunch to them. The butter and salt of their basic flavour made her sigh in pleasure, earning her an odd look from John as he shucked off his boots.
"You just say that because I bring you popcorn," John said as he climbed onto her bed and grabbed a handful of kernels before she could stop him. "It's good to be back," he said as he crossed his legs on the coverlet. "I missed this place. And you and Ronon, of course."
"Of course," she echoed with a smile. She felt it did not need saying that she had missed Atlantis - and John and the others - too. In spite of her people and her responsibility to them, Teyla was beginning to wonder if Atlantis and the Lanteans were more family to her now than her own people, especially since Charin's death.
They spoke of inconsequentials - the things done while on Earth, on New Athos, of the city's clean-up and fixing after the Asuran incursion - until the popcorn was nothing more than the hardened kernels that Teyla cracked between her teeth while John grimaced.
"That makes my crown cappings hurt," he said. "Stop it."
"As you wish." She smiled and dabbled her fingers through the salt at the bottom of the bag, only to find a puffy yellow-white kernel hiding in one corner.
In a spirit of mischief and exultant with the return to the city, she presented the popcorn to John's mouth, felt his breath on her fingers as he took the kernel between his teeth, and the tenderness of his kiss as he sucked her fingers clean of salt.
Years later, John still jokes that she only sleeps with him for the popcorn.
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I do think she ought to give chocolate another try
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(and I second the J/T and chocolate suggestion)
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LOL
Wonderful Tie...just wonderful...I always find your fics amazingly creative and with so few words you can tell such a great story!
thanks, keep up the good work!
Camy
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It's going to be an effort, I can tell you...
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Have fun. :)
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It's going to be an effort, I can tell you...
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Have fun. :)