This one is for
raiiningwho requested I write some SGA. It’s only a drabble to keep you amused (I hope) but once I’ve knocked a few WIPs off the mountain that is currently threatening to topple on me then I promise I’ll write something longer.
None of it belongs to me. Boo.
Not in Kansas
Sheppard stepped out of the gate into a pleasant Spring sunshine. He blinked in the sudden light and warmth and put his sunglasses on. He smiled expansively and took in his surroundings. Then he blinked. He blinked again, but the image did not go away. He removed his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. Nope, it was still there. He turned to McKay to ask if he was seeing the same thing but he could tell from his shocked expression that he could. Not one hundred yards from them, on this strange and foreign planet, was parked a bright yellow Camarro.