Author's Note:
I do not any part of Stargate SG1. I simply expand on the voluminous amount of material that has already been created. In other words, do not sue me, it would be as pointless as this story.
This story was written in response to a open suggestion to using the 213 Things Sparky is no longer allowed to do, the original list is located at http/ Like my other series, this will be a set of drabbles. All feedback/suggestions are welcome. Once I get enough stories written, I publish my list.
1. Jack is not allowed to play with the pretty rocks.
"What pretty rocks, Daniel," said Jack O'Neill, picking up said pretty rock.
"Artifact," Dr. Daniel Jackson corrected absently, not even looking up from the translation he was currently working on.
"No, it's a rock. A perfectly shaped rock," replied Jack, tossing the rock . . . umm, artifact, into the air and catching it. He does this a few times until the silence gets to Daniel. Like a parent with a young child (which isn't that far off from the truth) who suddenly realizes that it is just a tad too quiet, Daniel looks up. Just in time to see a potentially priceless artifact flying through the air.
"Jack, put it . . ." he roars in a loud voice, right in the middle of a particularly high took, and predictably startling Jack. Of course, Jack happens to miss the catch and the pretty rock/artifact falls to the floor, crumbling into tiny bits of stone and dirt." . . .down."