Disclaimer- I do not and will never own any characters
This was just kind of a thing I thought of. Teal'c is not in this story just becuase I could not think of anything to do with him. I hope you enjoy.
"Jack O'Neil get your but back here right this second."
"But mom everyones waiting for me." he yelled from the doorway.
"Not until your room is clean and your homework is done."
"Mom" he whined
"You've put it off long enough now your doing it today or you'll be grounded."
Great. Now he was going to miss another game of paintball. He slammed the door and sulked back upstairs to his room.
His room wasn't that dirty and his grades were reasonable. He was passing all his classes. Okay so scratch that he was failing science. Had a D in math and history, but it wasn't his fault he just found them uninteresting.
He opened the door to his room and slammed it closed behind him. Then he heard the sound of stuff colapsing against the closet door.
Okay so maybe his room was a mess and maybe there were some questionable stuff growing in there.
He sat down on his bed and questioned where he should throw everything this time. The closet was already out of the question maybe he could fit it under the bed. He peeked under there. Nope no room. Plus there was something growing under there. Maybe he could fit some stuff into his dresser.
Just at that moment his mom walked in with his suit.
His aunt was getting married on Sunday and his mom was making him wear a suit. Oh he cringed at the thought.
She walked over to his closet to hang it up. He was about to stop her but it was to late. She had opened the door and a pile of stuff had come cascading out onto the floor.
She turned around and glared at him. "I'll put your suit in my closet for now. Oh yeah I called a local scientist to take a look at that thing under your bed. He'll stop by on Tuesday." She stated then walked out of the room.
Great now he had more stuff to pick up. He layed back on his bed. He hated haveing scientist in the house. Even worse it was going to be in his room. Lucky him.
You see Jack was a 16 year old teen who disliked school and smart people. He enjoyed watching TV and playing paintball with his friends. He didn't care much about his room as long as he could find something comfortable and pretty clean to wear. His grades were a joke. His life could it get anymore boring.
Oh well he got up and started to pick up clothes and throw them in a laundry basket. This was going to be a long afternoon.
Okay so this is about SG-1 when thier younger and teens. If you have anything you want to be added or seen in this story please feel free to let me know. I'll take any suggestions.