Yes, I know, it's well passed April Fools day, but I didn't finish the story until like the day after and I wasn't able to post it until now. Well, actually I could have posted it earlier, but I forgot.

Just a note, this is a sequel of sorts to my story Bad Hair Day. If you don't read that one first, this one might not make a whole lotta sense. So read it first. Enjoy.

April Fools

Daniel Jackson had completely lost track of what day it was. This wasn't unusual in itself, especially considering that there were no windows in Cheyenne Mountain. Normally, it didn't matter that much anyway since Daniel had virtually no social life off the base, but today . . . well, today was April 1st.

Vala Mal Doran, knowing full well what day it was, was eager to try her hand at an April Fools prank. Teal'c had told her about it some days before and Vala had been planning ever since.

Nonchalantly, she walked into Daniel's office and froze, a look of shock on her face. The archeologist looked up.

"What?" he asked, eyebrows drawing down in confusion.

"Um . . . you remember the time when that little alien teenager dyed your hair pink?"

Daniel nodded suspiciously. "Yeah, what about it?"

"Well . . . he, um . . . he seems to have done it again . . . only it's blue this time."

The archeologist's eyes went wide with horror. "Blue?!"

Vala nodded. "It matches your eyes."

Daniel swore in what seemed to be several different languages. "What am I going to do?!" he moaned. "We have a mission briefing in . . . " he checked his watch ". . . ten minutes! I can't go offworld with blue hair!"

"That would definitely make an interesting impression," Vala agreed, a grin forming on her lips. Daniel glared at her.

"It isn't funny," he growled.

"Yes, it is."

"No it's not."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too."

Daniel sighed, realizing that he couldn't win. "What am I going to do?!" he moaned again.

Vala grinned wider. "Well, I have no idea what you should do, but I have two words that might help."

The archeologist stared at her. "Two words?"

"Yep."

"And just what might those two words be?" Daniel pressed, wondering if he really wanted to know.

Vala smiled brightly. "April Fools." She watched as realization sank in.

"Vala!" Daniel exclaimed. "Of all the . . . " His flustered annoyance prevented further speech. The black-haired ex-thief just grinned wider.

"See you at the briefing," she said and turned to leave. Daniel remained seated for a second or two, fuming, before suddenly leaping up and attempting to grab her. Laughing, Vala slipped away and ran for her life. Daniel ran after her, his perfectly normal brown hair sticking up in a slightly crazed manner.

The other SGC personnel leapt out of the way as the pair skidded around corners and rebounded off the walls. As she ran, Vala continued to grin triumphantly. Her prank had been a grand success. Now, what would she do next year?

The End

Yes, I know. I totally opened the door for a sequel. Maybe I'll write one, maybe not. Depends on if I remember and if I come up with a good prank. Please review if you liked it.