Prompt: #8 of SG Challenges, a UFO (unidentified flying object)
Food Fight
Sam took a bite of what was supposed to be mashed potatoes, and immediately regretted it. The commissary food never tasted good, no matter what it was. And she was certain she'd never get used to it. Her face pinched up at the awfulness of the "potatoes" (which seemed more like cardboard to her) and she had to force herself to swallow it.
"Yuck," she mumbled after she'd finally gotten it down.
Across the table, Daniel and Jack looked up at her, while Teal'c did the same from beside her.
"Don't eat the potatoes," she suggested. "They're particularly awful today."
"Isn't everything?" Daniel retorted. "Nothing here tastes even remotely like food. Ever."
"It serves no nutritional purpose," Sam added.
A smirk appeared on Jack's face. "And that's why we use it for a better purpose." He scooped up a spoonful of the grayish mashed potatoes and tilted the spoon at a catapult-like angle.
General Hammond entered the commissary, and Jack's smirk widened to a grin as he readied the catapult to fire.
Sam didn't even have time to protest as the mush left Jack's spoon and flew across the commissary to land right on the top of General Hammond's bald head. He froze as his jaw dropped and a line of potatoes ran down his face…
A young lieutenant in the corner leapt to his feet and shouted, "Food fight!"
And like a school cafeteria full of kids, the SG officers immediately began launching food across the commissary.
Sam ducked under the table, startled as some sort of soupy food hit the table above her head and trickled down over the side. That was just gross.
Jack ducked beneath the table beside her, still grinning.
Her eyes narrowed in his direction. "Oh, that was a great purpose," she snapped sarcastically. "I would've rather eaten the stuff!"
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