In The Closet
Author's note: okay, so this is really pointless and kind of . . . . well, you'll see. It's a collaboration of me and my sister. I really have no idea where the idea for this story came from, but here it is. I hope you like it and don't forget to tell me what you think! Enjoy! Oh, by the way this is all dialogue and it starts with Daniel. Sorry if it's a little hard to follow. Anyway, on with the story!
"Okay, that was a stupid idea."
"Ya think?"
"I don't think sarcasm is going to help the situation."
"Well, that's all I have at the moment. And until we get out of here, it's all I'm going to have."
"Okay, okay, all we have to do is find a way to get out of here?"
"Yeah and how do you expect to go about that?"
"Well, I don't know."
"How can you not know? You know everything, don't you?"
"No. And why should I have to come up with an idea. It was your idea to hide in this stupid closet in the first place."
"Well, who knew a Goa'uld mothership had closets?"
"Well, Teal'c might have if you had asked him like I told you to."
"I don't remember wanting to know before now."
"That's really irrelevant right now. What are we going to do when we get out of this closet?"
"Hope there's no one waiting on the other side and then very stealthily try to get off this ship."
"I guess that will work as a plan."
"Well, if you can come up with something better, feel free."
"Hmm . . . . Nope, I got nothing."
"Okay, let's go."
"Wait a minute."
"What now?"
"Did we ever figure out how to get out of this closet in the first place?"
"Uh . . . no."
"Well, that could be a problem."
"I've got it!"
Silence . . . .
"Well, are you going to share?"
"Oh, yeah. We can call Carter. She'll figure it out."
"But I thought we didn't want anyone out there when we get out."
"Oh, right."
"So, what now?"
"Um . . . "
"Well?"
"I'm thinking?"
"Don't hurt yourself."
"Hey!"
"What? I'm merely being a concerned friend."
"Well concerned friend, you got any ideas?"
"We could try this door knob that's right here."
"Well, I didn't know it was there, what with your . . . ."
"Don't go there. This situation is awkward enough as it is."
"Well . . . . um . . . . . . well."
"Well, what, Jack?"
"Well, I don't know!"
"How can you not know?"
"Because I'm not you. I don't know everything."
"We already covered this - I don't know everything."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Once again, I don't know."
"Yeah, we already established that fact."
"Hey! Was that an insult?"
"No."
"Daniel."
"Jack."
………….
"JACK!"
"WHAT?"
"You fell asleep on your desk again."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, this is your office. Isn't it?"
"What do you know, it is."
"So, lunch?"
"Is it that time already?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. I'm hungry. Let me tell you about this weird dream I had I just had."
"Okay."
"Well, it involves you and me and a closet on a Goa'uld mothership."