|dusty (dustandroses) wrote in dustyrydersrecs,|
@ 2005-10-28 06:35:00
|Current music:||Nervous Breakdown - Whiskeytown|
|Entry tags:||angst, au, author: kaneko, fandom: sga, first time, humor, john/rodney, mckay, nc17, pretty damn good, sheppard, slash|
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Author: Kaneko (kaneko)
Genre: First Time, AU, Slash, Angst, Humor
Spoilers: Through Season 1, Rising
Notes: This is a great AU. It gives wonderfully detailed backstory for both Sheppard and McKay, with richly written original characters like both Rodney's and John's mothers. You know where McKay gets his social skills once you've met his mother. And why John has no one he wants to communicate with back on Earth, when you meet his. And I love the way John and McKay get together, here. Everything makes sense. Well written. Funny. It's long, but I've read it three or four times at least. Worth the effort.
Rodney once got a black mark for doing Evan Johnson's math homework in Grade Five. It wasn't that Rodney liked him particularly; he just couldn't stand to see a wrong answer when he knew the right one.
He was caught in the act because he did it in art class when he was supposed to be drawing an English peony.
"That was a little foolish of you, wasn't it," Miss Allard said. She made him write, 'I will not conspire with cheaters' 300 times in his notebook.
Rodney managed 50 lines before he had to stop. He wanted to cry from boredom. The punishment was out of proportion to the crime. He segued into a short essay about Evan's slow progress in the gifted math class. The school could be liable if Evan couldn't keep up, he argued.
And it wasn't that Evan was stupid - no one was stupid at Rodney's school - but everyone had a maximal capacity. It was possible that Evan was being accelerated faster than he could learn. Was there an element of pushiness here, Rodney wondered. An over-valuing of acceleration? He wasn't accusing anyone of anything, but in today's educational system, schools had to compete against other schools for funding. Perhaps in striving to create an impressive statistical portrait, this school was overlooking individual needs.
The next day, his mom was called in to the principal's office. Rodney had to wait outside in the hallway. Mrs Macklin, the secretary, gave him a chair (one of the hard, yellow ones they were supposed to be phasing out), a book to read (Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment), and a false smile. "Well, hello again," she said as she shut the door in his face.
Rodney sat in the uncomfortable chair and drummed his shoes on the carpet. He thought about Einstein's theory of special relativity. If he were moving fast enough, this meeting would be seem to be over sooner.
I rate this fic: Pretty Damn Good