"Ahh for crying out loud!"
"Colonel? What's wrong?"
"Someone ate all the fruit loops! I want my fruit loops."
"*You are a fruit loop*"
"What was that Major?"
"Nothing sir. Nothing. Why don't you just get some Weetabix?"
"Carter - Weetabix is the cereal of the Devil."
"Rrrrrrright. Well , we'll just finish making your packed lunch and we'll be off to the meeting."
"Fine....hmph....Pass me the pickles."
"What pickles?"
"The pickles by the jam!"
"What JAM?"
"It's right by the ...HEY! WHERE ARE THE PICKLES?!"
(*Enter Daniel eating Fruit loops and pickles , his belly is REALLY swollen.*)
"Hi guys...I'm er....I'm pregnant."
(*Awkward silence*)
"..Carter?"
"Yes sir?"
"Do men get pregnant?"
"Not to my knowledge sir."
"That's what I thought."
"Daniel...when did this happen? HOW did this happen?"
"Last night , see - me and Teal'C were playing chess when I started getting naucious , and it turns out - I had morning sickness!"
"In the middle of the night?"
"Aye."
"Did he just say 'Aye'?"
"Yes sir."
"That's what I thought."
"Who's is it Daniel?"
"Dunno. Could be Janet's..."
"JANETS?"
"Why Janet's?"
"Why not Janet's?"
"Ah for cryin' out loud , Daniel!"
"Sir , it appears as if Daniel caught an infection that causes sexual reproduction roles to be reversed."
"Ah nuts..."
"Mmmm...nuts....Do we have any nuts? Coz I could really go for some!"
(*Enter Teal'C*)
"Good day , Colonel O'Neill , SamanthaCarter............DanielJackson?"
"Hi Teal'C."
"You appear to be....with child."
"You didn't happen to notice if the commissionary had any roasted peanuts left , at all?"
"Daniel - we have to get to the infirmary. And quickly!"
"HEY! Careful , you'll hurt the baby!"
"C'mon , Spacemonkey . Let's go."
"Aye."
"'Aye' again? For cryin' out loud!"
"I won't give up the baby! It's a man's right to choose!"
"Of course it is."
"Teal'C , do you think you could carry Daniel?"
"No."
"Oh.."
"How strong do you think I am , SamanthaCarter?"
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With that , Daniel woke bolt upright in his bed. The sheet stuck to his body with sweat , and it was , (in his opinion) , high time for another glass of water.
What a weird dream , he thought , crawling out of bed.
That was the last time he ate pickles and fruitloops before he went to bed.