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Jello
Daniel stared at the gloop of blue jello that wobbled on the spoon held just in front of his mouth.
"I'm not a baby Jack. I don't need you to do this."
"Oh I dunno, I've seen sulks that would rival a toddlers and Frasier said you gotta keep your strength up."
Daniel frowned and turned away emphasising his displeasure at the offered jello.
"I don't want it."
"And just on time…" Jack mocked checking his watch "… one of those famous sulks now."
Daniel turned back only to see Jack's arm was still outstretched and the spoon was still therein his hand.
"Jack, look it's bad enough that I have to be stuck in here with both my arms in plaster, but you sitting here with me 24/7 trying to feed me jello is more than enough to drive me crazy and I don't fancy a trip to the padded cell…again"
The last words caught Jack, although they may have been in jest there was still something about Daniel's previous 'ordeal' with Machello's bugs that haunted Jack and always would. He looked at Daniel carefully, placed the spoon back into the pot and gave a shrug of his shoulders in defeat. Daniel let out a long low puff of air, realizing he had hit a sore spot for Jack.
"It's not that I don't enjoy the company, but don't you have, ya know work to do or something? And Teal'c got injured too when that ceiling collapsed on us, why don't you go talk to him."
"I did."
"When?"
"When you were asleep, you do that a lot ya know."
"Oh."
Jack scooped up another spoonful of jello and again held it out to the wounded archaeologist, Daniel stared at Jack for a moment before begrudgingly opening his mouth accepting the spoonful.
"Anyway Teal'c wont let me feed him jello. I've tried."
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