Fanboy
Rated: G
Category: Humor, Double Drabble, Teal'c.
Season: Any
Spoilers: None
Summary: Teal'c Asks For Daniel's Help After Spending Far Too Much Time Online.
Thanks: To George Lucas.
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"Daniel Jackson."
I turn, seeing Teal'c behind me.
He's nearly smiling, which clues me that something odd is going on.
"Yeah?"
"Daniel Jackson, I have need of a favor."
"Sure. Anything."
"I have heard of places where humans gather to express their mutual love for fictional characters."
I feel my eyebrows knit. "What are you talking about, Teal'c?"
Teal'c looks around, and once he's sure no one is listening, he whispers to me.
"I believe they are called 'conventions'."
My eyes grow wide. I can't be hearing this. Teal'c plows on, oblivious to my reaction.
"There is one of these gatherings not far from here in a few months time."
I feel fear start to build in my gut as suspicion grows. Still Teal'c continues.
"It is a Star Wars convention. I would like to attend. Perhaps you will accompany me?"
A few unintelligible sounds come from my mouth, but I simply have no response.
Teal'c takes this as my consent.
"Thank you, Daniel Jackson. I shall begin researching my costume."
With these words, Teal'c leaves me in the hallway, flabbergasted.
When I can finally form a coherent thought, only one thing comes to mind.
No more internet for Teal'c.