Ficlet Meme - Daniel/Vala
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dannysgirlsg11. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts,
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
Paring: Daniel/Vala
Ratings: I'll just give them all a PG-13 rating, to be on the safe side.
A/N: Not beta'd, though I did look each one over a few times looking for possible mistakes. Still, any mistakes are all my doing. And titles link to songs, for the curious. Oh, and totally snurched this from
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Sometimes, he doesn’t understand her. It’s at those times that she truly thinks she really should just move on to someone more like herself…Someone a little more rough around the edges.
But then he comes along and looks at her in a way that just reads right to her soul, and suddenly she knows there is no one else that can do that…
She hates how he works into all hours of the night, ignoring her in the process. She likes to punish him for it often, turning a cold shoulder when he finally collapses into the bed and tries to snuggle up to her.
And then there’s the times when he’s completely like the Prince Charmings in all those cheesy fairy tales. He cooks her meals that are so good, they should be illegal. He buys her little nothings that are worth less than she can even fathom, but seem to be so much more to her.
Those times come up and she finds she can forgive him.
Because, underneath it all, she loves him.
Daniel practically glides up to Vala, wrapping her in his arms and smiles the most suggestive she’s seen in days. It sends her head spinning. She pushes away faster than he pushes against her and shows her just how suggestive he can get.
“Gods, you’re worse than a woman and her clothes!” She huffs, holding her hand out to him in a confrontational gesture.
He’s doing that baffled frown. “Wait, what?”
Vala shakes the hand as if the simple move will make him understand. “You…you…your PMS is worse than mine!”
“Guys don’t PMS, Vala.” Daniel answered, his confusion only growing.
“Clearly you do!” She shot back, laughing manically.
“I don’t understand!” He adds with his own crazy laugh.
She’s shaking her head. “Neither do I!” Vala moves to leave.
Daniel reaches out to her, that tender look back in eyes. “Where are you going?”
“We were arguing, Daniel!” Vala squeaks. “And then you were all on me like a horny little bunny!”
It took Daniel a long time to realize it, with all her blathering over breaking nails and being smelly. But it finally hit him one hot day off world, watching her get down on her hands and knees in the mud to help some junior archaeology team members extract a newly found artifact.
Vala likes to get dirty.
And he guesses he should’ve realized it earlier – she had a country upbringing, after all. She wasn’t from some big city or bustling metropolis.
You could hear it in her voice and she it in her walk.
Vala was homegrown beauty.
He went like this, my Daniel. In a bed, broken, alone. He was only alone for a couple minutes, I having slipped out to get another coffee. It was all he needed. Despite his promises that he would never leave me, he did it anyway. I should’ve known that ‘I’ll miss you’ smile he gave me in the end meant so much more.
Now it’s my turn – I’m just as fragile and crippled as he was back then. The only difference is I don’t have the same escape that he does. Mine will be real. Mine will be forever.
I try to hang on for the sake of my friends, for poor Samantha who has been at my side since the fire ripped away what little will to fight on I had left. But the pull is too strong. I close my eyes, if only to sleep for a minute.
“Hey, beautiful.”
His voice startles me awake and I open my eyes to see the infirmary is dimmed and empty of everyone but him. He’s standing there, dressed in a cream sweater and glowing from a light all his own making.
“I’ve been waiting for you.” He smiles at me.
She looks at him differently than she used to. Before, she would glance at him with a smile bred of hope. A hope that came from her desire to make him proud.
Now it’s a harder, darker look. The cynic he once saw only in his reflection now stares back at him through her eyes. This world has changed her – his world has changed her.
Despite all she had been through, she’d always had her sense of life and spirit.
Then she met him and it all changed.
Callin’ Baton Rouge, Garth Brooks
Vala snatched up the phone before the first ring had even ended.
“I hate it here.” She snapped into it, skipping the expected pleasantries.
Daniel’s soft sigh on the other end made her heart ache. “Vala…”
“It’s hot, it’s buggy, it’s swampy…” Vala let out a huff. “And worst of all, you’re not here. Smacking Mitchell across the chest when something is icky just doesn’t have the same effect.”
There was a snort through the phone. “I’m sorry I can’t be down there with you so you can beat up on me. But I have to deal with the Lucian Alliance here as much as you have to deal with it down there.”
“I hate mosquitoes.” She mumbled, flopping back on the bed.
“I know.” Daniel answered in that placating tone she hated, his smile evident in it.
Let’s Get Retarded, Black Eyed Peas
“Why are we here again?!” Daniel had to shout over the roaring music, some thumping base headache inducing whatever, so Mitchell could hear him. As it was, he could hardly hear himself over the buzz in his head.
The equally buzzed Colonel shrugged and grinned stupidly. “Because…” He threw back a shot and then gestured with the hand holding his glass to the dance floor. “The ladies wanted to dance.”
Daniel swiveled around on his stool to see the two female members of the team dancing downright dirty to the music. He raised his eyebrows drastically, his eyes falling to the sway of Vala’s ass. “Oh…right.”
She spotted his gaze and came rushing over, latching onto his wrist with a vice-like grip. “Come on!”
Mitchell handed Daniel a shot before he was dragged on the dance floor.
When he finally found her, she was standing out on a dilapidated dock staring out at the lake.
Daniel came to stand next to her, resisting the urge to wrap her in his arms. It was clear the chill of the approaching night was getting to her. They stood silent for some time, the sounds of the alien festival filtering from over the hill behind him.
After a while, Vala finally spoke. “When I was very small, we lived in a place like this.”
“Must have been nice.” Daniel nodded. “Quiet.”
She let out an airy laugh. “Drove me crazy.” When their gazes met, Daniel noted the tears in her eyes. “And I miss it.”
“You’ll get it back one day.” He nodded, belief making his blue eyes shine in the twilight. “You’re quiet place.”
Her hand brushed cool against his cheek. “I already have.”
“So which of these lovely, chubby trophy wives did you have a crush on?” Vala asked from Daniel’s lap, sipping a glass of champagne and gazing out at all of his former classmates.
Daniel gave her an incredulous look. “Now why would you assume-“
She looked at him knowingly. “Please, Daniel. Don’t act like I’m one of these bimbos.”
Laughing and nodding, he gestured to a woman not far from their table. “Her. Name’s Amanda.” His eyes grew wistful. “She was a ballet dancer.”
“Was being the operative word.” Vala noted with a tilt of her head. “She clearly didn’t have those thighs then.” Maybe it was the champagne making her misjudge the level of her voice for Amanda sent a dirty look their direction.
“Vala!” Daniel whispered loudly in her ear, suppressing a laugh against her neck.
“Whoops, she heard that one!” Vala didn’t hide her judgments, winking openly to the women who all seemed to be glaring at her. “Don’t think I’m making friends.”
“Mrs. Mal Doran-Jackson rarely does.” Daniel snorted, sipping from his cocktail. He couldn’t help the smug smile that came to him.
“Jealous?” Vala suggested, looking at him with innocent eyes.
He grinned. “Definitely jealous.” Daniel agreed before leaning up to kiss her.
“God, she’s killing me!” Daniel muttered, leaning against the pool table and looking down.
Mitchell patted him on the back with sympathy. “Sorry man.”
Peeking up towards the bar, Daniel suppressed a groan. “There she goes again!” He turned and leaned back against the table, hoping not facing her would help. “It’s like she always knows when I’m gonna look.”
“That’s probably because she does.” Cam leaned down to take his shot. “That girl is crazy when it comes to her psychic guy whodoo.”
Daniel frowned as if he was in pain. “The worst part is she won’t let me do anything. Just…” He through his hands up in the air. “Teases me! Come bed time, she won’t even let me hold her close.”
“You’re the one that told her you’d…” Cam glanced at his troubled friend. “Check her for ticks.” The chuckle he tried to smother came out anyways.
Looking at the Colonel, Daniel glared with annoyance and pouted with indignation. “We were in the woods and I was…not myself.”
Cam snorted. “You were high off the local pot.”
“I didn’t know it had that kind of effect!” For the umpteenth time, Daniel was defending his actions from their last mission. “And it was a valid question. I was just concerned-” In his ranting to Mitchell, he’d turned back in the direction of the bar.
Back towards Vala, who took another ‘innocent’ sip from her beer bottle.
Daniel whimpered helplessly.
Comments and feedback are definitely appreciated.
~Pip
