Author: Amberfly
Title: Dang!
Challenge #036- Take this Phrase.
Category: General.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Jack swore and yelled, "Fall back, now!"
Sam wrinkled her nose and added, "Watch out!"
"Jeeze!" Daniel's eyes flickered with a philosophical resignation.
Teal'c snarled and waving his arms windmill style, knew he had no choice but to commit.
One by one, Stargate Command's premier field team took a swan dive into the biggest bubbling mud patch Jack had ever had the misfortune to fall face first into.
"Dang!" Jack groaned.
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"For crying out loud!" Jack waded to the edge of the patch and with determination coupled with fury, pulled himself back onto the podium. "Sweet!"
"Sir, hand?" Carter waggled her mud encrusted fingers, all blue eyes and desperation.
"Jack? Hand?" Daniel knuckled his eyes thereby rubbing more mud into them and sighed fatalistically as his hand slid from Jack's slippery grip. "Or not."
"O'Neill, move aside." Teal'c leapt out of the mud like a seal, and slick with mud, cursed as he slid straight back down again. "Onak holka shaka!"
"Dang!" Jack grimaced.
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"Colonel? Care to explain what happened?" General Hammond watched with disbelief as the pristine team he'd sent through four hours before dragged themselves down the ramp squelching and smelling like a mixture of rancid meat and day old fart.
Jack was nothing if not forthcoming. "Sir, the mission was a bust. Daniel nicknamed the planet 'Sulfur City' because apparently it has the most energetic thermal activity he's seen! Yep, with its bubbling mud pools, gurgling hot springs, gushing geysers, and evil smells, it was quite the day spa experience."
"Me?" Daniel groaned, and throwing a hand, mud flickering in the air, demanded, "I called it what?"
"Okay, he only thought all that." Jack's teeth shone white in contrast to his mud brown face, and waving his arm watched the mud pool at his feet. "Eww. Carter was thrilled; she said she'd always wanted to experience a day spa experience."
"Sir!" Carter glared at the colonel's back and handed her slimed weapon to a reluctant SF, grinning as he coughed politely.
"Something the matter there, marine?"
"No. Ma'am."
"Carter, leave him alone."
"Leave him alone? Jack! You…." Daniel handed his weapons off and glared at the unrepentant colonel. "Are unbelievable!"
"Thank you." With a roll of his shoulder, Jack pointedly ignored the irritated huffs from both this mud encrusted 2IC and archeologist, and studying his hand, sighed.
"Sir, permission to shower? My team stinks."
"Permission granted, in fact, I insist." Watching SG-1 nod and trail off, George grinned. "Things I do for these people."
With a dignified look on his face, despite the droplet of mud dripping from his nose, Teal'c nodded. "Indeed."
"Dang!" Jack sighed.