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Word Play II*
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Rated: G
Category: Humor. Team. Gen.
Season: Pre-Eight.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Jack and Teal’c have some fun - but is it worth it?
Word Count: 497
Disclaimer: Just playing in the gateroom. Don’t mind me.
Note: The Ancient Obsessions list fell two prompts short this year, so while I’m a bit late, I’m supplying two of my own in order to complete a full twenty-four advent fics for you all. This one, the final in the series, is dedicated all to bluesolis42, and the prompt is a real life lost and found. Also, this story is not a sequel to “Word Play,” which was all for taj_mahal07, but I find the title too good not to use again and since those two ladies are forever linked for me, I think this works just fine.


Sam Carter wasn’t used to hearing loud laughter in her lab, but as she rounded the corner and approached her door, she was surprised to hear just that. She paused for a moment to listen before entering.

“Oh, wait! Try this one,” said a voice Sam knew well.

A deep baritone answered it, confirming both the first speaker’s identity and its own.

“That is most satisfactory, O’Neill,” said Teal’c.

Sam could clearly imagine the smirk that accompanied Jack’s next words. “I know, right?”

Sam rolled her eyes. She wasn’t sure what Jack and Teal’c were up to but she’d bet real money that it wasn’t official SGC business, so she walked into her lab and interrupted them.

“Having fun, gentleman?” she asked.

Both Jack and Teal’c spun around and tried to hide their activity behind their backs, but it was too late. Sam saw that they were playing with the set of refrigerator words Janet had given her for Christmas. She stepped over to the magnetic dry erase board on her wall and gently pushed her teammates out of the way. One eyebrow rose as she inspected the handful of phrases Jack and Teal’c had made.

“Enslave your village” made her chuckle, while “end of the world” and “must rescue them” simply reminded her that she had work to do and that she really should kick the guys out. She started to say as much, but then she saw the last phrase on the board and her words changed on their way out.

“Really, sir?” she said.

Then she turned to give her CO and the SGC’s most famous resident alien her sternest look - only to find them gone. A magician vanishing in a puff of smoke couldn’t have done a more thorough job of disappearing.

Carter chewed on the inside of her lip for a moment before turning back to the board.

Her expression was one of deep thought, but for once she wasn’t contemplating physics or math.

Instead, she was planning her revenge.

After all, SG-1 was scheduled to meet with General Hammond within the hour to discuss their next mission, and if Jack and Teal’c thought her briefings were long before, they were in for a special treat now.

Sam sat down at her computer to get her notes for the meeting in order. As she did, she smiled to herself.

She looked at the words on her board, and her grin turned wicked as she decided that she wouldn’t cut out the section on celestial navigation after all - especially since the guys had also made the phrase “bring the fire.” She intended to do just that.

It was a pity that Daniel and General Hammond would have to share in Jack and Teal’c’s punishment, but Sam really didn’t care. All that mattered was that after today, neither Jack nor Teal’c would likely laugh again at the phrase she fully intended to leave up on her board for all time.

“Brave another briefing” indeed.


Author's Note: Yes, I did get a set of refrigerator poetry words for Christmas. And not just any refrigerator poetry words. STARGATE REFRIGERATOR POETRY WORDS! No, really. They have all the names we know and love, and you can totally make "for crying out loud." The dear bluesolis42 gave them to me. But alas, as part of a series of events that were part of a truly no good, horrible, very bad day, they were lost immediately. But things that are lost sometimes turn up again, and now I haz words to play with! And yes, these are the first five phrases I made, when I was goofing around the other night but in too much of a rush to make full sentences. Love you, Deb! You said you wanted magnetic word fic, so you get magnetic word fic! Thanks for the shiny pressie!

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( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 10th, 2012 03:24 am (UTC)

That is all.
Jan. 10th, 2012 04:44 am (UTC)

Seriously, I had the perfect storm of (relatively minor in the grand scheme of things) awful on December 22. The day the Hoodies had dinner and exchanged gifts and I capped the day off by losing one of said gifts somehow. But, alas, it has returned! Winona had it, after all! Despite me tearing that truck apart looking for it twice, somehow it eluded me! But it is back now! It turned up on Friday, and it was all I could do not to blab until I had this fic ready to post with it. ;)
Jan. 10th, 2012 04:46 pm (UTC)
Huh. My perfect horrible storm was on December 23rd -- massive depressive fit and total meltdown. First time in ten years that I've had a bad holiday depression. I hope it's another ten years before it happens again!
Jan. 10th, 2012 06:49 pm (UTC)
Huh indeed.

So sorry. I too hope another decade goes by without that nasty beast rearing its ugly head. My issues were of a more tangible (though no more real) nature. I busted pipe in my house that flooded the master bathroom, a lost cat, a spousal meltdown, a lost holiday gift, a spilled drink, a broken truck door, and a broken car door.

But the pipe has been fixed, the cat has been found, the spouse has recovered, the gift has been reclaimed, nothing was permanently harmed by the drink, the truck was still under warranty and has been repaired, and the car door wasn't really broken after all.

So. There you have it. We solider on.
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