Author: gothfeary (a.k.a. Kat)
Title: # 126
Series: This is why we have Rules
Rating: K+. For the mention of bras and panties and naked men.
Summery: Rule 126) Would the female staff please refrain from raiding the men's locker room for towels.
a) You want us doing it to you?
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, but I do own the stupid situations I put these poor characters into! Oh, and SG-3. I own them, but I'll share with you guys!
A/N: Yes, I know I have not updated in god only knows how long. I had wicked mad writers block. Still do, so if this sucks you know why. I actually think my muses may have gone on strike... which can only lead to trouble. I bet they are off in like, Hawaii getting trashed on fruity coconut drink, leaving me here all alone, uninspired and cold!
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Dr. Marie Brown gratefully stripped off her dusty, sandy fatigues with a sigh of contentment. Tossing the disguarded garments over her shoulder into the hamper, she muttered to the Major beside her, "I hate sandy planets!"
With a laugh, Major Kelly reached over and picked up a large white towel off the rack beside the showers. "Don't we all?" she asked as she headed for the relief of a hot shower.
Marie, now clad only in a pair of black panties and matching bra, reached over for a towel of her own, only to realise Kelly had just taken the last one.
"Shit!" she cursed quietly to herself. SG-3 and SG-13 had just come back from a desert planet training mission and she really needed a shower. A slow grin spread across her lips when she thought of the perfect way to get herself a fresh towel. Quickly, she made her way across the women's locker room to the door that led out into the hallway. The same hallway that the men's locker room next door led out into.
Poking her head out the door, she checked to make sure no one was coming. Satisfied that no one was coming she darted out and pulled open the door next to hers. The voices of her team around the corner echoed through the room as she quietly closed the door behind her. Grinning like mad, Marie held her head high as she started towards the laughing men.
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"God, I had nearly pissed myself laughing by the end of that last exercise!" Cameron said as he pulled his shirt up over his head.
"What?" asked Dave as he walked into the men's shower room, "when Marie finally got pissed off with Dixon's 'I'm the man, so I'm in charge' crap and told him off? Or when she shot him with her intar?"
"All of it!" Blair called out over the sound of running water. He kicked off his boots before stripping down to his boxers. Cam continued laughing as he picked up a towel to wrap around himself.
"No it wasn't!" Col. Dixon told them hotly from the row of lockers on the row behind Blair, "it was insubordination!"
Dave stuck his head back out, soap dripping from the visible part of his chest to make a snide remark right as Marie came out from around the corner.
"Hey guys." she casually said as her eyes searched out an unused towel. "Got any extra towels?" she asked.
There was a flurry of movement as Cam dived for his towel to wrap around his naked body. Blair practically ripped open his locker in an effort to use the small door to cover himself. Dave luckily just had to step forward, the walls dividing the showers from the rest of the room offering him full protection.
"Marie! What the hell?" exclaimed her commander, as he took in the fact that she was wearing almost no cloths herself and that she was standing in the men's locker room.
"Just needed a towel," she calmly told him, with a sunny smile. Spotting his large, clean white towel on the bench she snatched it up. "Thanks!" With another cheeky grin she walked away, her fluffy prize clutched tightly in her arms.
The rest of her team watched her leave, stunned by what just happened. As he watched the black underwear-clad form walk around the corner, Cam finally found his voice when he heard the soft slapping of her feet die away. "Well, that was random."
"Gotta admire her guts though." Dave added from his hiding spot as they heard the door close shut.
Col. Dixon came around the corner, a confused look on his face. "Did I just see Dr. Brown leave with a towel in her underwear"
"Yeah." Blair shook his head and stepped out from behind the meagre cover of his locker door.
Suddenly, they all heard the locker room door open again. "Hey Cammy-boy," Marie called out using the nickname she had give Cameron Jackson, "by the way, nice side arm!" With a giggle Marie walked back to the women's locker room. The looks on her team mates faces when she walked in would keep her smiling for months.
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A/N 2: Well, my work here is done. But yours is not! So hit the button and review!