Nightside Guardian: - Errant here. I changed my name and here’s another story!

Shard: - Errant apologises for the wait but her computer crapped out for the umpteenth time

NG: - I thank my buddy Jonathan for the MRI idea from the last story as well as for this idea. A freshly baked apple pie goes out to him, and cookies to all who reviewed.

Shard: - So without further ado. Here’s the story!!

Flight of the Hummingbirds

The time had come around for the annual scientist off world trip to a mystery planet and everyone, except a particular, annoying, much disliked scientist, was excited, even McKay after he was assured that the soldiers and the scientists who would remain on Atlantis, Radek was included in this group, would not touch anything in the labs or destroy the city. The aforementioned annoying, much disliked scientist grumbled about the trip, mentioning that his experiments wouldn’t survive without him until a number of scientists, who wanted to prank him on the trip and lose him somewhere on the planet, finished the experiment, making him more irritable than ever.

On the mystery planet, which turned out to be an inhabited planet that Teyla and Sheppard had suggested for it’s friendly natives, long, sandy beaches, and amazing blue oceans, the thrilled majority of scientists eagerly set up camp or visited the village to obtain souvenirs.

Kavanaugh, on the other hand was extremely displeased. He had already been the victim of a bedroll that refused to unroll (the botanists had superglued it shut), socks that had made him itch (the anthropologists idea), bootlaces tied together (the zoologists) and falling into a hole in the sand left by the astrophysicists who swore they used the displaced sand to make a sandcastle that was immediately washed away by the tide. Now he had to suffer demented whistling coming from the opposite side of the camp. Am I not permitted to brood in complete silence? Kavanaugh stomped to over to where the demented whistling came from. He found a mixed group of scientists and natives watching Katie Brown play a roughly carved flute as hummingbird-like creatures fluttered around her.

“Will you lot go annoy someone else? Can’t a person brood around here without having to put up with everyone having a good time very loudly?” He demanded.

Katie Brown who had been concentrating on playing the weird tune dropped the flute on to her lap. The hummingbirds ceased to fly around her head and rose up into the trees.

“Give me that!” Kavanaugh snatched the flute. “That’s not how you play.” He raised the flute to his lips. “This is how!” He began playing 'Fight of the Bumblebee'

The hummingbirds immediately changed direction and flew at Kavanaugh’s face, sharp beaks tearing chunks of flesh from his face and hands, more joining every second, a swirling blue and red mass. Minutes later, the hummingbirds left and all that remained of Kavanaugh was a skeleton.

Villagers and scientists alike cheered, except for the astrophysicists.

“What’s wrong Rodney?” Katie Brown asked.

“We didn’t get to perform our prank.” Rodney pouted and the astrophysicists sulked for the rest of the holiday.

Fin

NG: - okay that’s one story idea finally out and published

Shard: - reviews please!!