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“Gate activation! Dr Beckett’s IDC!”
The two stood together, Johns arms crossed and Rodney’s swung by his sides. For reasons unknown to the rest, the two were very eager to see the outcome of the mission - Johns wide grin told that much. He swayed his hips a little, purposefully knocking McKay, who gave him a look.
“Do you have to?” He complained with a huff, shuffling away.
“Oh come on. You’re telling me you’re not the least bit excited?” Sheppard teased, following McKays shuffle, much to his dislike.
“You seem so pleased for a man about to loose.” Came his arrogant reply, and Rodney felt his own smirk form. Seeing that, John let his arms drop to his side and raised his eyebrows - oh, how he knew Rodney’s arrogance was his downfall.
The time in which it took Carson to exit the ‘Gate on their side felt like forever, but eventually, the doctor came stumbling back through the rippled gateway. His face… Oh, he wasn’t pleased at all. His face was covered with amateur paint, mixes of red, blue and yellow all over. Sticks poked out of his hair and something... brown was on his chin. John wasn’t going to guess as to what, but he could only assume.
As the Doctor passed the two, he huffed thickly.
“Kids. Gotta love ‘em.” His Scottish accent riddled with sarcasm.
Sheppard's grin beamed across his face, and he leant closer to Rodney, more pleased than ever.
“You owe me 10 dollars.”
A loud groan filled the control room. “For gods sake!”
And with that, Rodney bustled away down the hall, his shouts echoing.
“Elizabeth! Do you have 10 dollars?!”
John couldn’t stop his smug chuckles.