Pick one of my fics, and I'll give you three details that didn't make it into the fic. Background canon, deleted scenes, or a look into the future. My choice, but if you have a specific question you can ask it in your request.
1) A week after Atlantis finally makes it back to Pegasus, Rodney returns to his quarters for the evening only to find a single chocolate bar lying exactly on the middle of his pillow.
2) Contrary to what some might believe, the aliens came first. After all, the Goa'uld are not the sort to become sentimental over identities they assumed in order to control some primitive race. The names were theirs, the stories made up around campfires in the shadow of their palaces - but as time went by, all that belief, all those sacrifices - they didn't go anywhere. What practical use does an alien have for belief? Fear, obedience - certainly. But faith? But other things did, hungry things lurking in the dark corners of the world - spirits that smelled the faith and came, ghosts licking the blood soaked alters, revelling in the warmth of human lives given in devotion, in life and in death - and in time, they took the names and the stories unto themselves, and they forgot - forgot that they had ever not been Kali and Odin and Ares, that they weren't really the world-makers and world-shakers of legend. That they weren't the first. They forgot. And then, one terrible day, they turned to look at the Goa'uld and the Asgard, and decreed that these imposters must go.
3) One day, after Rodney's personal arch-alien has been outed to the rest of Atlantis, he decides it's time for some serious experiments - so he drags Gabriel over to some form of recharger station or something and basically tells him to pour as much energy as he can straight into Atlantis' powergrid, hoping to get some baseline readings and perhaps a bit of extra power too. Gabriel obeys - and promptly blows every fuse and lightbulb etc in the city. Cue three days of Gabriel following Rodney around as our favourite scientist personally goes to inspect and fix every broken bit, refusing to allow a more and more frustrated Gabriel to just snap it all in order again.
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2) Contrary to what some might believe, the aliens came first. After all, the Goa'uld are not the sort to become sentimental over identities they assumed in order to control some primitive race. The names were theirs, the stories made up around campfires in the shadow of their palaces - but as time went by, all that belief, all those sacrifices - they didn't go anywhere. What practical use does an alien have for belief? Fear, obedience - certainly. But faith? But other things did, hungry things lurking in the dark corners of the world - spirits that smelled the faith and came, ghosts licking the blood soaked alters, revelling in the warmth of human lives given in devotion, in life and in death - and in time, they took the names and the stories unto themselves, and they forgot - forgot that they had ever not been Kali and Odin and Ares, that they weren't really the world-makers and world-shakers of legend. That they weren't the first. They forgot. And then, one terrible day, they turned to look at the Goa'uld and the Asgard, and decreed that these imposters must go.
3) One day, after Rodney's personal arch-alien has been outed to the rest of Atlantis, he decides it's time for some serious experiments - so he drags Gabriel over to some form of recharger station or something and basically tells him to pour as much energy as he can straight into Atlantis' powergrid, hoping to get some baseline readings and perhaps a bit of extra power too. Gabriel obeys - and promptly blows every fuse and lightbulb etc in the city. Cue three days of Gabriel following Rodney around as our favourite scientist personally goes to inspect and fix every broken bit, refusing to allow a more and more frustrated Gabriel to just snap it all in order again.