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alexs_storybook) wrote2012-04-13 12:13 am
alexs_storybook) wrote2012-04-13 12:13 am
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FIC: FCS: Good Morning, Sunshine, PG-13, Col. Mitchell (SG-1)
Title: Good Morning, Sunshine
Author:alexcat
Type: FCS maybe?
Fandom: SG-1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters but I wish I did.
Warnings: None.
Beta: None
Character: Cameron Mitchell
Archive: OEAM, Ao3, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: IN the series, Mitchell said ‘Good morning, sunshine’ to Daniel at least once.
Spoilers: Not really.
Summary: Cameron tied one on and a little more.
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GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE
Cameron woke up with a head full of cement with little tiny jackhammers pounding away it. It took him a moment to remember that he and the team went out drinking last night. God, how much did they drink? He couldn’t remember much past Vala laughing as she and Teal’c put him in the back seat, actually poured him into the back seat. Where had Daniel been though? Oh yeah, he was in the back seat too.
He got up and went to the bathroom and noticed something odd about his ass. It felt funny, all itchy and burning. He peed and only then did he notice two things. He was naked and Daniel Jackson was in the other bed in their motel room. He was not naked but was not quite all dressed either. His pants were missing. And he was out cold.
He stumbled over to the coffee machine and started some of that horrid stuff they call coffee in motels. He went back to the bathroom and as he passed the dresser, he noticed something odd on his ass. He didn’t give it much thought until he was standing over the sink, washing his face.
Then it hit him. He had a tattoo on his ass!
He ran out to look in the mirror. Oh fuck!!!
He was going to kill Vala Mal Doran!
On his right ass cheek as pretty as could be was a big ol’ yellow sun with ‘Good morning, Sunshine!’ written across in a flowery script. He looked at Daniel and wondered what the matching one on his ass said.
~end~
Author:
alexcatType: FCS maybe?
Fandom: SG-1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters but I wish I did.
Warnings: None.
Beta: None
Character: Cameron Mitchell
Archive: OEAM, Ao3, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: IN the series, Mitchell said ‘Good morning, sunshine’ to Daniel at least once.
Spoilers: Not really.
Summary: Cameron tied one on and a little more.
~~~
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE
Cameron woke up with a head full of cement with little tiny jackhammers pounding away it. It took him a moment to remember that he and the team went out drinking last night. God, how much did they drink? He couldn’t remember much past Vala laughing as she and Teal’c put him in the back seat, actually poured him into the back seat. Where had Daniel been though? Oh yeah, he was in the back seat too.
He got up and went to the bathroom and noticed something odd about his ass. It felt funny, all itchy and burning. He peed and only then did he notice two things. He was naked and Daniel Jackson was in the other bed in their motel room. He was not naked but was not quite all dressed either. His pants were missing. And he was out cold.
He stumbled over to the coffee machine and started some of that horrid stuff they call coffee in motels. He went back to the bathroom and as he passed the dresser, he noticed something odd on his ass. He didn’t give it much thought until he was standing over the sink, washing his face.
Then it hit him. He had a tattoo on his ass!
He ran out to look in the mirror. Oh fuck!!!
He was going to kill Vala Mal Doran!
On his right ass cheek as pretty as could be was a big ol’ yellow sun with ‘Good morning, Sunshine!’ written across in a flowery script. He looked at Daniel and wondered what the matching one on his ass said.
~end~