Quite a Challenge
Possible Jack and Sam if you really think about it.
Spoilers: Anything before the end of Season 8
General Jack O'Neill sighed as he shifted in his position. He scratched his chin, looking at the challenge infront of him. He glanced upward at his tormentor who had a casual look on her face. Colonel Samantha Carter was so tempted to laugh at him for trying so hard but he was her superior. But still, she couldn't help herself.
"Need some help?"
"I'M FINE!"
Carter couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry sir but it's really kind of funny." Jack scowled at her. "And what's so funny?" Carter couldn't help pointing at the thing in question. "It's so simple. Anybody can do it." Jack shook his head then ran a hand thru his salt and pepper hair before sighing again. "I just don't see the point of it." Sam gaped at him. "The point of it? It's fun!" "How can something so difficult be so fun?"
Sam shook her head as well. She inhaled thru her nose then exhaled. "You want me to go next?" "NO! It's still my turn." Sam raised her hands in surrender. "Okay, sir. Go ahead…..if you can." Jack looked up at her sharply. "I can do it." He sighed again as he poised his fingers over the object he so wanted to defeat.
His fingers trembled, sweat trickled down the sides of his head, he gulped. His fingers gently touched, his fingertips gently grazed the object. Sam interjected after several seconds, "Sir! You can't do that! That's cheating." Jack looked up at her. "Show me where it says that and I eat my hat." I'd like you to eat something. Sam thought as she tried to argue again. "Well, I….You….Me…Ohhhh!"
Jack smiled as he knew he had won one battle but he had yet to win the war. He sighed to himself and ran a hand over his face. He straightened up and cleared his throat.
"A…5."
Carter glanced down at her board then back up at Jack.
"Miss! G9!"
Jack glanced at his board then cursed into the air.
"CARTER! YOU SANK MY BATTLESHIP!"
Fin.