Pony Up
“You do realize that I’m not a nine-year-old girl, right?”
John appeared to think about this. “Yes,” he decided.
“You do realize that, considering the aforementioned fact that I am not a prepubescent female, but rather a mature, dignified, and supremely intelligent man, who, may I remind you, specifically asked for a FrogPad? Or one of those Swiss Army Knives with a built-in USB? Anyway, with all that in mind, what could possibly have made you think what I really wanted for my birthday was...”
Rodney trailed off, the word sticking in his throat. He gestured helplessly in the direction of the disputed gift. John nodded patiently, letting him take his time.
Finally, the necessary syllables squeaked out. “A pony?”
John grinned. “Everybody wants a pony.”
“I DON’T!” Rodney declared. Elsewhere on Atlantis, one of the seismologists picked up some interesting readings.
“How can you not want Rainbowberry?” John asked, scratching the pony’s chin.
“What? ‘Rainbowberry'?”
“That’s the pony’s name.”
“My pony is not named Rainbowberry!” Rodney was quite emphatic on this point.
“You can’t change her name now,” John explained patiently, “that’ll just confuse her.”
“I don’t care! What am I supposed to do when I need her to come, huh? Shout, ‘Hi-ho Rainbowberry’?”
John shrugged. “Sure. Why not?”
“Because...” Rodney looked around furtively. “Because it’s kind of gay,” he whispered.
John chuckled. “Having a pony named Rainbowberry doesn’t make you gay, Rodney.”
“No!” Rodney shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. “Sleeping with you makes me gay! Having a pony named Rainbowberry would make me retarded!”
John scratched his own chin, much as he had scratched Rainbowberry’s. “So...you don’t want the pony, then?”
“No! No, I don’t want the pony! I want...I want to go see what Radek got me, and when I get back, I want you to have come up with a proper present!” John opened his mouth. “And don’t say ‘a birthday blow job’!” Rodney hissed, shaking his finger at him. “I was going to get that anyway, so no cheating!” He slammed out of the room, a cry of, “I got you a skateboard!” echoing in his wake.
“So,” said Rainbowberry, after a moment. “When are you going to tell him that I’m a talking, Ancient pony?”
“Oh, just as soon as not telling him stops being funny,” John said cheerfully.
“So in other words, never,” Rainbowberry said, flicking the shimmering strands of her pink and purple mane, sending a cloud of sparkles into the air.
“Yep,” said John, and as the sprinking of glitter coated his eyelashes, proceeded to laugh himself hoarse.
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1. Um, I maintain full deniability regarding any and all puns.
2. There really is a My Little Pony called Rainbowberry. Hasbro, you sick bastards!
ETA: Illustration by

*dies*
Most likely, I will not be able to write all of these this fast. As you can see, that's a good thing.
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:38 pm (UTC)RAINBOWBERRY. TALKING ANCIENT PONY.
Oh god, can I eat your brain and absorb your powers? Just a little bit?
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:42 pm (UTC)*checks*
Yes - you killed a part of me. See? Who said laughing yourself stupid was good for you? I'm sure the other parts of me that need the now-dead bit will disagree.
‘Hi-ho Rainbowberry’?”
Now that made into an icon would definately take over the world!
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:49 pm (UTC)“Oh, just as soon as not telling him stops being funny,”
ahahahahahahahahahaha You know, your brand of genius is sort of frightening. But I like it. I like it A LOT.
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:49 pm (UTC)notmaking that request. <3!(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 09:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:58 pm (UTC)“So,” said Rainbowberry, after a moment. “When are you going to tell him that I’m a talking, Ancient pony?”
*flails*
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Date: 2005-12-17 08:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 08:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 11:02 pm (UTC)That was the line that cracked me up. Maybe case I'm a guy, and maybe because I spent a few minutes trying to figure out exactly how that would work.
...but they're real!
PONY
Date: 2005-12-17 08:57 pm (UTC)Re: PONY
Date: 2005-12-18 05:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 08:58 pm (UTC)Bwah!!!!
Date: 2005-12-17 09:01 pm (UTC)“So,” said Rainbowberry, after a moment. “When are you going to tell him that I’m a talking, Ancient pony?”
“Oh, just as soon as not telling him stops being funny,” John said cheerfully.
LOL!!!
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 09:03 pm (UTC)Laughed himself hoarse...talking pony...hehehe...
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:06 pm (UTC)A request
Date: 2005-12-17 09:06 pm (UTC)Can I make a comment-fic request?
Rodney is very ticklish.
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:19 pm (UTC)Pretty!
proceeded to laugh himself hoarse
OMG, that's so wrong.
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:19 pm (UTC)...
And then traded all of my My Little Ponys to my cousin for his collection of Transformers. It was a fair trade :)
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 09:34 pm (UTC)“So,” said Rainbowberry, after a moment. “When are you going to tell him that I’m a talking, Ancient pony?”
*dies*
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 09:54 pm (UTC)“Yep,” said John, and as the sprinking of glitter coated his eyelashes, proceeded to laugh himself hoarse.
So much! Glitter and eyelashes!
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:55 pm (UTC)the absolute best way to go!
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Date: 2005-12-17 10:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-17 10:13 pm (UTC)PROVOKEDINSPIRED. [/taking credit like Rodney McKay]Woah, I think my parents my think I am crazy
like Ford's crooniesbecause I have been laughing so much! This is pure comic gold. And look! Rainbowberry! Talking Ancient Ponies! Rodney as a nine year -old girl! OMG YOU HAVE KILLED ME DIED!(If this is what happens when you are being a smartass then no wonder snark is god.)
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Date: 2005-12-17 10:42 pm (UTC)