Yes, SG1 belong to MGM but this little drabble is mine. Happy holidays!
Damage Control
"I think the roof has taken a major hit." Jack O'Neill stood back and assessed the situation.
He was right. The roof had collapsed in the middle, the gaping hole demanding immediate attention.
"I know this is hard for you to deal with, sir." Sam Carter commiserated as she saw the angst on her CO's face.
Jack was squinting. When Jack squinted, there was something serious going on.
"Indeed, I have not witnessed your anguish in such a matter for many years, O'Neill. You had offered assistance to me on Chulak when much structural damage had happened to our houses; may I be of service now?"
"No, thanks, T. I caused this problem; I should be the one to fix it."
Daniel interjected, "This just doesn't seem right. You may want one of us to straighten it out. After all, we warned you about putting too much … er, stuff … up there." Daniel gestured towards the slanting roof; that is, what little remained of it.
"Daniel!" O'Neill's firm voice resonated and left no doubt that he was in charge.
Sam got a closer look. "I hate to say it, sir, but Daniel's got a point. You really jeopardized the structural integrity of the entire house."
"It's Christmas, Carter. I get a sweet tooth every Christmas."
Teal'c moved forward and managed to scoop large chunks of the roof from the inside of the house before O'Neill could stop him.
"I do not think it wise to apply anything but the basic white coating this time, O'Neill."
"For cryin' out loud", shouted the offended commander, "what's a gingerbread house without gum drops and candy canes – lots and lots of 'em!"
Sam Carter leaned against the kitchen counter, sucking on a candy cane.
"Sir, maybe I should bring my niece and nephew over to show you how it's done."