AN: Daniel/Jack/Sam. Friendship/Romance. Rated K+
CAN I PLAY
Daniel wandered into the living room where Jack and Sam were lounging around and laughing. "What ya do-oin'?"
"Playin' extend the name." Sam informed him.
"Oh really, how does that go?"
"It's easy. You just extend the person's name to make as many new words or phrases as you can. Like Jack rabbit and Carjack."
"Or Samsung."
"I get it, like Sambuca and Jack-o-lantern. That's cool, Jack will you do me?"
"Um okay…Danielle."
Daniel waited patiently for him to continue.
Silence descended…
"Oh come on, is that it?"
Two heads nodded.
"Not even Daniel-san or Jack Daniel's."
"Oh yeah, never thought of that, Sam?"
"Me either." She giggled again.
"You guys are drunk." Daniel huffed and bumped against the doorframe as he left.
"And like you're not!" Jack yelled after him then settled back into his seat and listened to Sam's laughter.
"You know that was a little harsh." she said.
"No not really, I couldn't think of anything!"
"Oh come on!"
"I couldn't!"
"All you had to do was shorten his name. Dan Dare, Desperate Dan, Dandelion…"
"Dandruff?"
"Exactly."
"But that's cheating, you gotta use the pershon's…pershon? Hold on." he burped. "The person's full name."
"Ah, Sam 'snot my full name. He-he I said snot."
Jack looked over, surprised by the realisation. "Oh yeah that's right Sam-an-tha!"
She exclaimed in mock horror at his teasing. "Like you can talk, Jonathan!"
Jack's feet hit the floor and he pointed at her, beer bottle still in hand. "Hey don't call me that."
"Oh weally, why not?" she made a 'poor baby' face.
He set the bottle down and gave her a warning look.
She grinned wickedly and spoke up in a sing song voice. "What ya gonna do about it Jonathan?"
"Oh that's it you are so dead."
She squawked and evaded his grasp as he lunged at her from his chair.
On the third circuit of the room, determined to catch her he took a shortcut across the coffee table and pinned her down on the sofa.
"I've got you now Samantha Carter."
"Stop it, stop it!" She squealed as he tickled her hard.
"Not until you promise never to call me that again."
"Please, please." she begged. "I'm going to wet myself."
"Promise!"
"Okay, okay I promise."
Finally he relaxed his deadly grip on her.
It took them a while to settle down, the intoxication getting the better of them. He dropped his head against her neck as the giggling fit subsided. She squirmed under him as his breath tickled her neck. Suddenly they realised their proximity to each other and both parties momentarily froze.
Jack pushed her hair back out of her face.
Sam's tongue darted out quickly, licking her bottom lip.
He lowered his head till he was within mere millimetres of her.
As he held his breath her mouth came up to meet his, gently, hesitantly.
He brought the kiss to fruition and broke away to check she was okay.
Her sparkling eyes told him everything he needed to know and despite the fact that he should know better, he fell on her again.
AN: Aww shippy goodness... that's enough of that then! Next instalment in a few days.