Untitled by 6beforelunch

Untitled

By: 6beforelunch

CATEGORY: Drabble

WARNINGS: None

SEASON/SPOILERS: Season 10 “Unending”

AUTHOR’S NOTES: I offered up comment fics in my journal to anyone who gave me prompts. Whisper99 gave me Daniel/Vala and pink fuzzy cuffs. *g*

AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:

http://emily.ink-and-quill.com/

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.

She was bored. He got that. They were all bored, and stir-crazy, and alternating between depressed and manic, and on their way to going completely insane.

But did she have to bounce her stupid toy in here?

"Vala?"

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. "Mmm?"

"There's a whole ship. A whole mostly-empty ship. A lot of places you could do that."

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. "True."

Daniel cursed Mitchell for introducing Vala to the superball. Creatively. In several languages.

"Trying to work here."

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. "You act like it matters."

"It matters to me," Daniel said, a little more sharply than he meant to.

Vala stopped bouncing the ball. "Sorry."

Daniel sighed. "Me too."

Bounce. Bounce. "You've been at this too long."

"Yeah," Daniel said. "You're probably right." He was going cross-eyed from reading the Asgard text.

Bounce. Bounce. "So..."

"So you could still do that somewhere else."

"Or?"

"Or I might have to break out the fuzzy pink handcuffs," Daniel said.

Vala gave him a sly smile and very deliberately bounced the ball.

** The End **

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