She crept quietly down the hall. She willed herself invisible. Ha! Those stupid guards wouldn't catch her.
Closer and closer she came to Teal'c's door…
She turned the knob…
Walked in…
Pulled the trigger…
ZAT!
The Jaffa fell to the floor unconscious.
She grinned evilly. They wouldn't stop her now!
"Hey, Teal'c!" Sam said brightly. "Shaved your head? I thought you liked the 'do."
Teal'c frowned. "I did, indeed. It was not I that sabotaged my…'do'."
Sam frowned, too, puzzled. "Huh? What, did someone tie you up to shave your head?"
"I was not bound, Colonel Carter," Teal'c said, "but I was attacked. An unknown person shot me in my room with a Zat'nik'atel. When I regained consciousness, my head was free of any hair and I had my staff weapon tucked under my arm."
"Really?" Sam said disbelievingly.
"Indeed. The attacker left this –"
Take THAT, TPTB! NO HAIR ON TEAL'C! GIVE HIM BACK HIS STAFF WEAPON! NO HAIR! NO P-90! STAFF WEAPON!
Yours sincerely,
A Loyal Fan