Silence
By LetitiaRichards
Drabble for the word SILENCE
Constant noises that normally filled the commissary hushed, leaving a silence that was deafening in its entirety.
All eyes were fixed on Sam. All ears flapping.
A heated flush swept upwards, but the floor stayed stubbornly beneath her feet.
Teammates gaped with raised eyebrows in comical parodies of shocked amusement.
"Excuse me?"
Sam gulped, embarrassed by her appalling slip-of-the-tongue.
"Emm... sorry, Sir, that came out wrong".
"Ya think?"
"I meant 'Plucking', Sir. As in... plucking the ripest fruit."
Noise returned when Jack nodded acceptance.
Then he whispered softly.
"I liked the original word better, Carter."
Silence now anaesthetized Sam's brain.
The End.