Zelenka's home made hair gel had proven to John to be better than he had anticipated. Weir had let him keep the little monkey with the promise that it was his responsibility, to feed, humour and take good care of it. It now lived in a small old storage box on his night stand.

As he passed the dozing creature a faint smile found his lips at the thought of actually finding some form of tame animal in the Pegasus galaxy.

A yawn escaped his lips as he stretched the muscles in his back, loosening the small knot in the centre. One hand rubbed the back of his neck as his feet guided him to the bathroom.

There he stood, staring at his tired reflection, his hair still in place. He brought a hand up, to run through it, but it caught on something stiff.

Leaning in closer he peered closely, trying to catch a glimpse of cream coloured fur. His new pet had had a habit of mysteriously finding its way into his hair without his knowledge. How the little monkey managed it he had no idea. Brushing his hand as best as he could through tangles of stiff hair, he couldn't find sight of the little thing.

"Huh," he mused, running his hand very slowly through his hair again. It wasn't his new found pet, it was his hair. Bringing up his other hand he tried to pry loose strands of what he would describe as 'glued' together hair.

Time passed as he stood there, frustration growing at the accomplishment of nothing.

His arms dropped to his side as the wheels in his mind began to work. Something had done this. The first thing that came to mind was his new little friend, but the thought quickly dismissed itself as his eyes found the small pot that always sat on the shelf in front of him. The hairgel.

It must've been.

Looking back up he tried again to run his hand through what used to be soft abd fluffy strands of black hair.

He failed, again.

Zelenka's home made hair gel had proven to John to be better than he had anticipated. Of course, it acted more like glue than actual gel. He and the Czech were definately going to have to have a few words and a few remodifictions to be made to what he now dubbed as their new project.

'Well,' he thought, 'It'll last longer than the other stuff.'

A/N: Thanks to deblease and i for reviewing. :)

deblease, I've started reading you're fic and it is funny. I also have to say thanks for allowing me to be inspired by little parts of your story:)