TITLE: The Chant of the Tribe 1/1
AUTHOR: Sam (Lestrade42@juno.com)
RATING: PG
FEEDBACK: Thought I forgot about you, huh? Nope. You're not that lucky.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters belong to a group of people a hell of alot richer than me.
This is the 6th installment of the "Vacation Week" Series.
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The fire glowed brightly as the tribe circled the idol. The men crouched down low on the ground, waiting for the magic to being. The wooden idol swayed lightly in the wind as the female reached toward it. Her breath caught in her throat as the men sat cross legged on the ground and the chant came from their lips... "Jenga, jenga, jenga, jenga!" The woman jumped and the wooden idol fell to pieces.
Sam groaned. "No fair! You did that on purpose!"
Daniel giggled as he took a swig from the Mike's bottle. "We never said cheating wasn't allowed."
Sam crossed her arms. "Fine. But who's idea was it to play strip Jenga?"
"Oh that was Jack's."
Jack smiled and nodded, the Mike's bottle hanging from the tip of his tongue. Daniel giggled again and fell over. Sam started to laugh too. "Okay Major, the socks gotta go."
Thanking the higher powers that the Colonel wasn't feeling less sporting, she pulled her socks from her feet. Then she yawned.
"Geez Sam, you're not tired already are you? It's only..." Daniel checked his watch. "Thursday night. We've got at least 2 more days ahead of us."
"No. Well, yeah I am. But I didn't notice it before when we were running around doing stuff. I think we've been idle too long."
Jack finished re packing the Jenga form. "Okay, one more round, then I have an idea."
"Cool," Daniel said pulling another bottle from the box. "I'll go first."
"Danny, are you sure you want to? I mean, I don't think you're wearing anything under those boxers." Jack said pointing to Daniel's lack of wardrobe.
Daniel sniffed. "I think you're making me lose on purpose to get back at me for the poker game." *
Jack feigned shock. "Doctor Jackson, would I stoop to such a level?!"
"Oh yeah," Daniel said.
"In a heartbeat," Sam replied.
Jack thought for a moment. "Yeah, you're right. I would. Okay, we bag the Jenga. I got a better idea anyway." He started to pull a map from his pocket, then rolled over. Daniel's mouthful of Mike's went spraying over the table. Jack righted himself. "Shut up." He pulled the map out and flattened it on the table. "You know who's been a pain in our asses?"
Daniel looked at his watch. "Jack, we don't have time for a full list. We only have 2 days left."
"No I mean number one hemorrhoid boy." He looked at his fellow team members looking for a glimmer of recognition. He found none and went on. "Maybourne. And you know where he is?"
"Area 51," they said in unison.
A smile crept over Sam's face. "Are we planning to pay a visit to Maybourne?"
"We got anymore water balloons?" Jack said, winking.
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Next up: FRIDAY, a trip to Area 51.
*- The poker game referred to is in the short fic, ' And Me Without My Camera'. It can be found on Fanfic.net or email me offlist. Thanks :-)
AUTHOR: Sam (Lestrade42@juno.com)
RATING: PG
FEEDBACK: Thought I forgot about you, huh? Nope. You're not that lucky.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters belong to a group of people a hell of alot richer than me.
This is the 6th installment of the "Vacation Week" Series.
_______________________________________________________________________
The fire glowed brightly as the tribe circled the idol. The men crouched down low on the ground, waiting for the magic to being. The wooden idol swayed lightly in the wind as the female reached toward it. Her breath caught in her throat as the men sat cross legged on the ground and the chant came from their lips... "Jenga, jenga, jenga, jenga!" The woman jumped and the wooden idol fell to pieces.
Sam groaned. "No fair! You did that on purpose!"
Daniel giggled as he took a swig from the Mike's bottle. "We never said cheating wasn't allowed."
Sam crossed her arms. "Fine. But who's idea was it to play strip Jenga?"
"Oh that was Jack's."
Jack smiled and nodded, the Mike's bottle hanging from the tip of his tongue. Daniel giggled again and fell over. Sam started to laugh too. "Okay Major, the socks gotta go."
Thanking the higher powers that the Colonel wasn't feeling less sporting, she pulled her socks from her feet. Then she yawned.
"Geez Sam, you're not tired already are you? It's only..." Daniel checked his watch. "Thursday night. We've got at least 2 more days ahead of us."
"No. Well, yeah I am. But I didn't notice it before when we were running around doing stuff. I think we've been idle too long."
Jack finished re packing the Jenga form. "Okay, one more round, then I have an idea."
"Cool," Daniel said pulling another bottle from the box. "I'll go first."
"Danny, are you sure you want to? I mean, I don't think you're wearing anything under those boxers." Jack said pointing to Daniel's lack of wardrobe.
Daniel sniffed. "I think you're making me lose on purpose to get back at me for the poker game." *
Jack feigned shock. "Doctor Jackson, would I stoop to such a level?!"
"Oh yeah," Daniel said.
"In a heartbeat," Sam replied.
Jack thought for a moment. "Yeah, you're right. I would. Okay, we bag the Jenga. I got a better idea anyway." He started to pull a map from his pocket, then rolled over. Daniel's mouthful of Mike's went spraying over the table. Jack righted himself. "Shut up." He pulled the map out and flattened it on the table. "You know who's been a pain in our asses?"
Daniel looked at his watch. "Jack, we don't have time for a full list. We only have 2 days left."
"No I mean number one hemorrhoid boy." He looked at his fellow team members looking for a glimmer of recognition. He found none and went on. "Maybourne. And you know where he is?"
"Area 51," they said in unison.
A smile crept over Sam's face. "Are we planning to pay a visit to Maybourne?"
"We got anymore water balloons?" Jack said, winking.
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Next up: FRIDAY, a trip to Area 51.
*- The poker game referred to is in the short fic, ' And Me Without My Camera'. It can be found on Fanfic.net or email me offlist. Thanks :-)