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        <title>Dailing the Pegasus Galaxy</title>
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        <summary>Category: Stargate&lt;br /&gt;Subtitle: Prologue&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Rodney McKay and Major John Sheppard face the most unlikely creatures... Where Merry and Pippin should not have mentioned the word Ringwraith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Random for his advise on weaponry and technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note: this drabble was initially written for the Open Scrolls Archive drabble challenge, but after getting positive reviews and requests to expand... it will be expanded upon.&lt;br /&gt;McKay could not believe it. There was an incoming wormhole while the gate was disconnected. 'John?' Leaning backwards, he signalled John Sheppard in a panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is going on Rodney?' John Sheppard bent in to study the screen. Taking initiative immediately, he shouted: 'Raise the force fields, the two of you: you are with me. Rodney, call for backup.' Running down the stairs, all three waited what would come. First, a hairy foot appeared, then they heard: 'I told you Mer, nothing would happen. This is...' Pippin turned around and faced the three submachine guns aimed at him. 'Euh hullo...'&lt;br /&gt;</summary>
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