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The seats in the front of the Puddlejumpers were really very comfortable, Rodney thought as he drowsed through another one of Sheppard's 'This is how you fly in atmosphere' lectures. He could just drift off...

~CRUNCH~

Rodney slid right off the seat, and onto the floor.

"Are you paying attention now?" Sheppard asked.

"I was paying attention before!" Rodney protested, hauling himself back into his seat.

"You always snore while you're paying attention?" Sheppard looked really pissed off, and Rodney noticed they'd stopped on a small rocky islet.

"What happened?"

Sheppard blushed, much to Rodney's amusement. "You were sleeping, and I just checked on you for a moment, and we... sort of crashed into this rock." Sheppard waved at the seaweed-strewn islet. "This isn't usually here, stupid low tide."

Rodney grinned. "You mean, you were watching me sleep, instead of watching where we were going, and you crashed?" Sheppard just rolled his eyes. "Major, that's so sweet."

"Shut up, Rodney."

"No, really. I feel all... adored."

"Shut. Up. Rodney."

"If I'd known you felt that..."

"Rodney, I have a gun." Sheppard slapped his hands down on the controls and the Puddlejumper took off with a grinding noise that made them both wince.

Rodney spent the remainder of the journey awake, smug, and still not paying attention.