"Wielding his Ancient gene, the silver-haired hero of the Tau'ri took his zat and created a shiny shaft, swept the fair Tokra princess in his arms, and rode to the surface on five magical rings."
Nestled deep in Jack's arms, Danny smiled around his thumb. "Den what?" He asked sleepily.
"W-e-ll!" Jack exaggerated, flipping the page to the hockey scores. "Ignoring the lingering odor of death, they escaped on a conveniently waiting, but very green Mastage, and returned home. The end."
"Anuffa?"
"Tomorrow." Jack folded the paper and tossed it on the coffee table. "I'll tell you all about Teal'c and the Beanstalk."
Daniel wriggled from Jack's lap, grabbed the Newspaper, and toddled of to his room.
"Daniel?"
Daniel hitched up his pajama bottoms and looked over his shoulder. "Dah?"
"Can daddy have the sports pages, err, his story book?"
The End.