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Dear Readers,

Hi, again! Due to my bout of Sparky writer's block (ahhhhh!!) and my ever-present desire to sleep all the time, this was the only thing I could come up with. It actually turned out better than I thought it would be, so I hope you like it. Sorry for my laziness, I just don't have time or energy to write anything more than vignettes as of now...but I actually like doing them b/c not only are they easy (yes, I'll admit it), they can say so much with so little. So I'll leave you to read. Enjoy!

Best regards from a Bookworm (and SGA SPARKY! fan),

Miss Pookamonga ;-P

Wonder Woman

by Miss Pookamonga



They stare at each other for a moment, each unsure of what to say next.

"Nice day, isn't it?" he says sarcastically, indicating the window with his head.

"Yeah. Lovely," she chuckles, looking out at the rain pouring down in droves upon their balcony.

"Not much to do on a day like this."

She shakes her head in agreement. "Nope," she sighs. "Except do paperwork and cuddle up in bed."

"Or run around singing Beatles' songs and pretending to be Ringo Starr."

She raises an eyebrow and slowly turns to look at him quizzically.

He blushes, if only slightly. "I...uh...I used to do that when I was a kid. Especially on rainy days."

She turns away to look at the rain again, biting her lip to control her laughter.

"I used to want to be Ringo when I grew up."

She had to laugh at that. "Why Ringo?"

He shrugs. " 'Cause he was cool and played the drums. I dunno. I did have a mini drum set, though."

Silence, except for the drumming of rain against glass and metal.

"What did you want to be when you grew up?"

She suddenly turns pink and bites her lip again. A grin eases up the side of his face at the sight.

"It's stupid, really," she answers reluctantly.

"Aw, come on. Can't be stupider than mine." His grin widens in amusement.

She sighs. "Oh, all right. I wanted to be...Wonder Woman."

He chuckles, eyes lighting up as they watch her gently. "Wonder Woman?"

"Yeah. Fat chance that that could've ever happened." She turns to him with a silly smile on her face, but he suddenly grows serious.

"Whaddya mean? With all the stuff you do around here, you might as well be Wonder Woman...you're like Wonder Woman to me, at least."

She says nothing in return, but the silly smile emerges into something more genuine.