Author: Amberfly
Challenge 4 words- For the Stargate Drabble Group
Category: General
Warnings: None
Feedback: Yes please.
Shield. Transfer. Tap. Dishonest. Aplomb.
SG-1 stood close together; trying to ignore the fact they looked like fruit cakes, their grumblings intimating that they were not altogether happy with their costumes. To add to Sam's annoyance, they were still missing the ever elusive Jack O'Neill.
"Where is he?" Sam muttered.
"Yoo-hoo! Major!" The cross dressing Chieftain smiled as he swished his pink and green skirts around. "Ah! Here are our guests!" Beckoning SG-1 forward, the villagers began to frolic in the sun, their laughter and song grating on the testy major's nerves.
"Please! This is all the colonel's doing! Where is he? Daniel?" Her temper was hanging by threads; Sam glowered at Daniel's shrug.
"Come, my friends! Dance, sing, enjoy the festivity!" Chief Hematite was in fine voice, delivering the high notes with aplomb.
"Just kill me now!" Sam stomped across to take her place, her expression increasingly stormy. Daniel followed behind her, a bemused grin plastered across his face. Teal'c stalked behind him, his straight back intimating he was far from impressed. Jack, the leader of the merry gang, was still conveniently… missing.
Carter blew the drooping flower from her eyes, and glared into the village square. In order to transfer it into a festive look, flowers, baskets, and fruit had been scattered around as if Mother Nature had thrown up her lunch. SG-1 had been requested to participate, and were suitably decorated, however O'Neill was no where to be seen.
"What about Colonel O'Neill?" Said Sam. "Wasn't he with you guys? I distinctly saw him go behind that shield!" Pointing her finger, Sam once again blew the poppy from her narrowing and suspicious eyes.
"I did not see O'Neill." Teal'c's expression was typically impassive; if he was annoyed with the garland around his neck it didn't show. "It would be dishonest of me to say otherwise."
Daniel snorted at the way of the warrior mentality and huffed. "Jeeze! That man would tap dance through a mine field if he though he could get out of this. Teal'c? Are you sure you don't know where he is?"
"I do not."
OoO
From behind the shield, a grey haired Colonel sat whittling happily, grass seed protruding from his lips. Every so often he'd look across and shake his head with amusement.
"Imagine my good luck to have Daniel's pack so close to me? And…with his cam recorder all juiced up. Yep, imagine my good fortune!"
With a casual flick of his finger, Colonel Jack O'Neill raised the cam recorders and videoed more footage, grinning like a loon. "Teal'c does look adorable; I have to say that color suits him. Daniel? Well, he's always special, but Carter? Those flowers bring out the flush in her cheeks!"
With a final rummage trough Daniel's backpack and removing another candy bar, Jack wondered if life got any better than this.
