Disclaimer: Stargate ain't mine. Duh.
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Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Ahh, who was it that said that? Oh, yes. Marie Joseph Eugène Sue said it first.
Smart woman.
I wonder if many people have actually sat down and considered the full implications of that well known adage.
I get the impression most people only think it means that if your going to take revenge on some opponent, it's best if you calm down first so you can think and plan your revenge with a clear head. Also, once you've calmed down, you won't have hot ire marring the satisfaction and enjoyment of vengeance.
But there's more to it than that.
Waiting, so long as you don't tip your hand, also means they let their guard down, lets them think they've gotten away with it, so they smugly underestimate you. It can also mean that as more time passes, the more they work themselves in nervous frenzy trying to anticipate your reaction, to guess what you're planning, when you're going to do it, 'til they get to the stage where they are so worked up about what you might do to them that they're continually looking over their shoulder and starting at the slightest sound.
But not today.
Today he's not to suspect a thing.
Bide my time, construct the perfect plan, strike to reap the maximum impact.
The man shouldn't have messed with my damn coffee!
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The tread of military boots sounded surprisingly quiet down the corridor, accompanied by the soft sniggers of an evil mind.
He had just dropped by for a visit, to admire the frazzled results of his latest genius handy work, aggravating the situation with the aroma of his victims' favourite brand of exotic, expensive coffee wafting from the Simpsons mug clutched sadistically in his hands.
He had to make a quick exit almost immediately before he succumbed to uncontrollable fits of maniacal laughter at the sight.
Unable to hold it in anymore, Jack ducked into the next storeroom he came across and burst into wild peels of laughter for the next ten minutes.
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Hmm. Thinking, planning, plotting. What scheme should I take?
To date, although that annoyance of a Colonel has pranked me before, I haven't yet felt the need to sink to his level and participate in his childish shenanigans.
But Jack has gone too far this time.
So now the question is just what should I do to pay him back?
The wonderful thing is that he won't be expecting it. I know that for some reason Jack doesn't believe I'd be any good at pranking. He's never been able shed his mistaken idea that I am some naive boy, innocent about the real world, who's never left his ivory tower overflowing with books, despite the multitude of evidence to the contrary that's presented itself to him. For that matter, most of the base continues to hold this opinion also.
Ha! Obviously, little do they realize that growing up in numerous foster homes plus the added bonus of being years younger than everyone during school and college has given me vast experience with pranks – most pulled against me, but I've also perpetrated my fair share.
Now, which one…..
Ahhhhh…..
May not seem like much, but that should hit his pride somewhat.
Best to start small. Save the other stuff. If Jack wants a war, he's got a war.
Yesss…. that will do nicely….
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AN. Recently found this story I wrote a few years ago that's a sequel to 'Coffee'. It's only half finished though, was having trouble thinking up pranks that aren't either lame or cliche or done to death. Do people want to with with the pranks for this story? Pleeease? Pretty please?