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| Who likes to play w/Legos Join Date: May 2001 Location: Missouri
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| Peachy I think she was refering to me as the nag. I didn't tell her I was getting on. I was going to wait and see how long it took her to figure it out. By the way I have heard first hand some of her ideas for the next part and you all will love it. I can't wait. Come on Kat I know your up where's the rest. |
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| Slainte` Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Cape Girardeau, Missouri USA
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| Part 6 Hey, all. Sorry I didn't have this up sooner. I was experiencing technical difficulties with my internet connection. Here you go, enjoy. ".....There's no place like home." Jack said again as he walked through the gate and down the ramp. The rest of his team just shook their heads. They were glad to be home as well. "Welcome back, SG1. I've scheduled your debriefing in 2 hours." General Hammond announced from the control room. "I am anxious to hear your reports." "Very well, Sir." Jack and his team left the gateroom and headed to the infirmary for the standard after mission tests. Three hours later, after being checked out, getting cleaned up, and being debriefed, they were sitting in the commissary eating dinner. Jack and Teal'c sat on one side, while Daniel and Sam sat on the other, Daniel directly across from Jack. "So," Jack looked at Daniel, "You gonna come over and watch the game tonight?" "Ah, I don't really like hockey, remember Jack?" Daniel was pushing his carrots around on his plate and making soft gagging noises. "God, I really hate carrots." he muttered. "Come on, Daniel. Everyone likes hockey." Jack replied in a huff. He caught the looks on Teal'c and Sam's faces, and corrected himself while glaring at them. "Every red-blooded American male likes hockey. Even if the geeky ones don't like to admit it." He aimed a rather pointed stare at Daniel then. Sam snickered while Teal'c raised his eyebrow. "I'm not a geek, Jack." Daniel's reply came without any heat behind it, as he was too busy building a carrot pyramid in the middle of the table. "And, besides, hockey is stupid." That got Jack's attention, fast. "Hey! Hockey is not stupid." he growled. "It is too." Daniel stuck a toothpick in the top carrot on his tiny orange pyramid. "It is not." "Is too!" "Is not!" "TOO!" "NOT!" "It is too, and so are you!" Daniel glared at Jack. "Well, I'd rather be stupid, than ugly like you. Four Eyes!" The satisfaction in Jack's voice ws almost too much for Daniel to take. So he stuck his tongue out at Jack. And got a mouthful of mashed potatoes in return! Jack and Daniel's argument had not commanded a lot of attention in the room before, they were always fighting about something, but when Jack flung the potatoes the entire room went dead silent. Daniel's eyes crossed as he tried to look at the white goo spotting his glasses. He remained outwardly calm as he surreptitiously scanned the table for some handy form of revenge. Bingo! "Um, thanks for sharing Jack, but I already had potatoes tonight." Daniel said as he reached his hand toward the napkin dispenser. But, instead of getting a napkin to clean his glasses with, he quickly dug his fingers into Jack's plate of cherry pie and slung it at Jack. SPLATT! Gooey cherry pie now clung to the side of Jack's face and dripped messily down his neck. Very satisfied blue eyes met fun-filled brown ones from across the table. Unfortunately, Sam could no longer control the laughter clawing at her throat. She giggled. Jack and Daniel's heads whipped around and they stared down the table at her, grinning, but before they could act, a big handful of corn rained down on the top of Sam's head from a very surprising source. Teal'c. Everyone looked at him in stunned disbelief, but he merely raised his eyebrow, cocked his head to the side and grinned. All Hell broke loose. Jack, Daniel, Sam and Teal'c each dove behind a different table and, grabbing anything within reach, began throwing food at each other. "FOOD FIGHT!" Jack yelled as he jumped up and threw a handful of stewed tomatoes in Sam's direction. It flew over the table she was hiding behind and landed right on top of her head. "EWWWW!" Sam squealed. "I hate tomatoes!" With that, she reached up on the table in front of her, grabbed two handfuls of blue Jello, and flung them. One hit Teal'c in the face, the other landed right in the collar of Daniel's shirt, to mix with the spaghetti that Teal'c had managed to get him with before. Food of every imaginable kind was zinging around the room, forcing everyone else to evacuate. General Hammond was sitting in his office reading reports when his phone rang. He picked up the receiver. "Hammond." Suddenly he stood up. "SG1 is doing WHAT!?! Well...have you tried to stop them? I see. I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and charged out of his office. When he reached the commissary he heard laughter and shrieking, and he saw myriad personnel standing around outside the doors, those that had run out when SG1 had started the food fight. When he strode to the doors and wrenched them open, the sight that met his eyes was unbelievable. SG1, his best, most reliable team, were kneeling on the floor behind tables, covered in food and throwing more at each other, giggling and laughing like children. "Colonel O'Neill! What in God's name is going on here!?!" General Hammond's voice echoed in the room. "General Hammond?" Jack straightened abruptly. Right as Sam threw a slice of meatloaf at Daniel who was behind him. It hit Jack right between the eyes. An awkward silence lowered over the room. "SG1! Report to my office. Immediately!" Hammond turned and left. Jack, Daniel, Sam and Teal'c all stood up, looked at each other and followed him from the room. Stay tuned for the continuing adventures of SG1 :rolly2: :rolly2: |
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| Tealc's baby mommy!!!! Join Date: Sep 2000 Location: city of 5 flags
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| :rolly2: oh goody, I better go git my soap and a clean cloth for Tealc..................no, wait!! better make that a tub of "HOT SOAPY BUBBLES" :upto: LOVED THIS STORY!! (hey, I am easy to please with any story) ![]() |
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| Slainte` Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Cape Girardeau, Missouri USA
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| HEHE Glad you like it:rolly2: Should have the next part up either tonight or tomorrow, depending on how my internet connection is working It's been giving me a lot of grief lately unfortunatelyBut I will persevere, and get my story posted :rolly2: ![]() |
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| Slainte` Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Cape Girardeau, Missouri USA
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| Part 7 Here you go all Part 7. Geez, this is getting long, seven parts already and no end in sight hope I can keep you all interested till the end ![]() General Hammond stood, hands behind his back, and looked out into the briefing room as the members of SG1 shuffled uneasily behind him. He turned to face them. He didn't say anything, just silently took in their appearance. They stood, lined up in the back of his office, literally covered in bits of food. Each looked down at the floor, scuffing their feet nervously. Jack was playing with a button on his shirt, Sam and Teal'c both had their hands behind their backs, and Daniel had his hands in his pockets. "Would anyone care to explain your behavior?" Hammond bellowed unexpectedly, causing them all to start guiltily. Jack and Daniel both stepped forward and pointed to each other. Simultaneously they said, "He started it!" They turned to each other and glared. "You started it, Jack." Daniel stated emphatically. "You threw your mashed potatoes at me." "You deserved it. You stuck your tongue out at me." Jack clenched his fists and stepped toward Daniel. "Because you called me ugly." Daniel shot back. "And Four Eyes." "Yeah, well," Jack thought back quickly, "you called me stupid." "You ARE stupid!" Daniel said triumphantly. "Why you....." Again, Jack started toward Daniel. "SILENCE!" General Hammond roared. "I don't care who started it! What I want to know is why you, my best team, would indulge in such childish behavior?" Daniel quickly stepped back in line with Sam and Teal'c, while Jack stepped forward to answer the general. "I'm not really sure why, sir." he answered sheepishly, as he looked down and resumed playing with the button on his shirt. "It just seemed like a good idea at the time." General Hammond studied him silently for a moment, then looked past him at the others. "Teal'c," He said quietly. "I'm having a hard time believing it from the three of them, but you as well?" He looked at Teal'c curiously. Teal'c stepped forward beside Jack. "It was, an impulse." He replied. While General Hammond's attention was on Jack and Teal'c, Sam and Daniel started making faces at each other behind Teal'c's back. Hammond noticed. "Major Carter! Dr. Jackson!" They both looked back down at the floor, struggling to keep from laughing. "That's it. You're all restricted to base until we can figure out why you're acting this way. Now..." "But, Sir!" Jack interrupted, protesting. "The game is on tonight!" "I'm sorry Colonel, but until we've discovered what's affecting you, you stay on base." Hammond tried to continue. "Now..." "But..." "That's final Colonel O'Neill." Hammond leveled a stern look at Jack, who looked back down at the floor and sighed pitifully. General Hammond continued, "Now, go get cleaned up. And all of you, behave yourselves." The four members of SG1 filed out of the room, pushing and shoving like school children. Jack kept trying to trip Daniel, while Sam and Teal'c looked on and laughed. Once they were gone, General Hammond walked around behind his desk and called the infirmary. He asked for Dr. Frasier to come to his office, only to be informed that she was already on her way there. Just as he hung up the phone, there was a knock at his door. "Come in." He said as he sat down. Dr. Frasier opened the door and walked into the room. "I heard about what happened with SG1, and I think I might know what's causing it, Sir." Janet handed Hammond a file folder and took a seat. "When SG1 returned from P5C-169, I ran the standard tests on them, the results of which just came back. There seems to be a chemical residue in their blood. Not a lot, barely enough to detect in fact, but there is something present." "Chemical residue? Are you saying that they were drugged?" Hammond leaned forward in his chair, a concerned look on his face. "I thought that planet was uninhabited. They stated in their reports that there was no one else present while they were there." "Actually sir, I think it's from the flowers on that planet." Janet opened her folder and referred to her notes. "When they first sent the MALP through, and saw all those flowers, we checked for the usual pollens generated by flowers here on Earth. We detected very minimal pollen counts. But is stands to reason that since they are not Earth flowers, they would produce a different kind of pollen. And that, I believe, is what's causing SG1 to behave as they are." "So, you're saying this is some sort of allergic reaction?" Hammond asked. "In a manner of speaking, Sir, yes. I'll know more once I run some more tests, but in the meantime, I don't think they are in any danger." Janet stood up, anxious to get back to work. Hammond rose as well. "Do what you need to Dr. Frasier. Keep me apprised of your results." "Yes, Sir." Janet turned and left the office, closing the door quietly behind her. General Hammond resumed his seat, picked up Dr. Frasier's report, and began to read. ~end of part 7~ ENJOY ![]() |
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| Slainte` Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Cape Girardeau, Missouri USA
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| Glad you're all enjoying this, I'll have the next installment for you on Monday. I"m going away for the weekend and won't be back till Sunday evening. It'll be worth the wait, promise:rolly2: |
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