Warnings/Spoilers: AU, abuse of Christmas songs
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine...
Summary: "She wants us to do a Christmas album," John repeated.
This is set in the Kiss Me, Arthur universe.
Written for fannish_advent
"Laura wants what?" Rodney asked, aghast.
John smirked. "She wants us to do a Christmas album," he repeated.
"No fucking way," Rodney protested.
John shrugged. "It wouldn't be that bad," he coaxed.
"Yes, it would be," Rodney said.
"We shouldn't reject the idea without some thought," John countered.
"Yes, we should," Rodney insisted. "Oh, no. Don't tell me you already said yes!" He pointed a finger at John.
"Well..." John hesitated.
"Oh, shoot me now," Rodney moaned.
"It doesn't have to be a full album," John offered. "Couple of songs." He turned away and added, "And maybe a video."
"A WHAT?!?" Rodney all but shrieked.
"It's for a good cause," John wheedled.
"Of course it is," Rodney sighed. But he couldn't fault that. John had good instincts about what would make money, what would be hot and what kinds of good causes would benefit from a donation. "What this time?"
"City animal shelter," John replied.
Rodney rubbed his forehead. "If we have to do this, you can't do anything simple and straightforward, can you?" he asked.
"What's the fun in that?" John teased.
"Actually, we could do a kick-ass version of O, Holy Night," Rodney offered.
"I had something... less traditional in mind," John equivocated.
"Oh, really, like I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Clause?" Rodney grinned.
"Good one!" John grinned back. He leaned in for his own quick kiss.
Rodney kissed him back and then broke the kiss with, "No distractions! Back to this Christmas thing."
"You're no fun!" John pretended to pout.
"John! Out with it!" Rodney demanded.
John sighed. "I want to do the hippopotamus song."
John sang the first bit...
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas,
Only a hippopotamus will do
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy
"It's a kids song!" Rodney said.
"Christmas is for kids," John countered.
"Okay," Rodney conceded.
"Just like that?" John was surprised.
"If I've learned one thing, you're going to do it anyways," Rodney explained. "You'll do the puppy dog eyes and maybe the slinky, leaning thing and in the end, I'll go along with it. It's easier to give in."
"Slinky, leaning thing?" John raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Rodney waved a hand vaguely. "You lean against things... slinkily." He threw his hands up. "I don't know!"
"You're giving in?" John moved closer, putting his hands on Rodney's hips.
"Well, I can be persuaded," Rodney said, kissing John.
"Will you sing it with me?" John murmured against his lips.
"There had better be some pretty spectacular sex in it for me," Rodney replied.
"I think that can be arranged," John smiled.