A Funny Thing Happened

by Signy1

The main thing to remember is that, in the end, the mission was a success. There's really no need to go over all the little details of who did what, whether or not the instructions were clear, who said they would handle that one crucial step, or why, precisely, someone ended up half-naked. Is there? No, I didn't think so. Let's hope Hogan doesn't, either. Drabble.

1. Chapter 1

LeBeau had his sweater tied around his waist like an apron. Newkirk's, too; basic decency demanded it. He was carrying as much of their walkie-talkies as they'd been able to salvage.

Newkirk, limping and scorched, was carrying Carter.

The mission had been successful. Technically. Explaining that to the Colonel might present some minor difficulties.

"This will probably be funny in, say, fifty years," Carter said, eventually.

"Fifty years, eh?" Newkirk snorted. "Fine. In fifty years, laugh all you like. But not until then, all right?"

"1993," LeBeau mused. "Bien. In 1993 I will tease you about it."

He did, too.

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Author's note: This mission must have been a doozy. Newkirk wants it made very clear that it wasn't his fault. LeBeau wants someone to bring him another pair of trousers. Carter's a bit lightheaded yet; he just keeps making 'Kaboom!' sound effects and snickering to himself. Kinch is feeling grateful that he was safely back at camp manning the radio, and Hogan wants an aspirin, a stiff drink, and then another stiff drink after that one.